MISGIVINGS
11-3-2009
Knoxville Civic Auditorium-Knoxville, TN

Jenny Jersey stands up on the ring steps, before stepping through the ropes; the fans love Jenny. The fans love Rebel Pro, the fans just love… violence
and Beauty.

Jenny Jersey brings the microphone to her mouth to talk to the audience, as “Car Bomb” by The Acacia Strain begins to play.

The fans boo loud as Vincent Black steps from behind the curtain and walks to the ring. He climbs over the top rope, hands out asking for a microphone.
VINCENT: “Well, REBEL fans, tonight I’m making a brief appearance to turn in my Number One Contender’s Cup. I’m going to do something Mikey couldn’t do.
I’m going to show up all of the REBEL Icons. Every. Last. One. Mikey, I want your title.”

The crowd’s reaction is one of cheers and boos.

VINCENT: “But not yet. But I hope Scottie Snow and The Phoenix are shining those belts up, because Vincent Black is coming after them! Vincent Black is
coming after them all… by… himself.”

COREY TAYLOR: Whoa! A big announcement from a big force in REBEL.

ROB MARTINEZ: But, who’s gonna be his tag team partner?

COREY TAYLOR: You heard him, he is going to do it all alone.

Larry Gordon walks out from the back, clapping for Vincent.

LARRY GORDON: Vincent, good to hear that you are cashing in your cup for a shot at a belt. Very glad to hear it, but there is one thing.

VINCENT BLACK: What is it Gordon?!

LARRY GORDON: The fact is that you have to choose a partner.

VINCENT BLACK: “Where does it say that I have to choose a partner?” Larry looks around at the fans, then up and down at himself.

LARRY GORDON: “I say that you have to decide on a partner or I’ll pick you one of my own.”

Vincent doesn’t like this idea at all.

VINCENT BLACK: “You can’t do that Gordon and you know it.”

LARRY GORDON: “Final answer Black?”

Vincent nods.

LARRY GORDON: “Fine, your partner is none other than… Duncan Aries.”

VINCENT BLACK: “You can’t!”

LARRY GORDON: “I just did and you had better get ahold of him, you two will be in a match next week against… how about Bluegrass Mafia 2.0.”

The crowd erupts in cheers. Larry drops the mic and walks back stage. Black drops the microphone on the mat, and walks away, leaving Jenny to pick it up
herself.

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and Gentlemen, unfortunately “The Show” Chad Kurtis is unable to be here tonight due to a concussion he has been wrestling with over
the past couple of weeks.

The fans boo, they wanted to see Vincent Black in a match against “The Show”, Vincent smirks at the curtain, merely laughing that he gets a free match
tonight.

JENNY JERSEY: However, Mr. Gordon has told me to announce that if anyone wants their money back because of this, to please head to the ticket booth and
you will receive a full refund.

No one leaves, not a single person. Jenny looks around, seeing if anyone is going to leave, she nods her head as she plasters a sexy smile on her face.
JENNY JERSEY: Without further adue, the following match is set for one fall with no time limit and will be a ten thousand thumbtacks match…

ROB MARTINEZ: What an announcement.

COREY TAYLOR: But not much of a disappointment, I think “The No Show” knew Vincent had his number.

ROB MARTINEZ: Vincent gets a free match into the second round, so he will be the freshest man in the tournament.

COREY TAYLOR: Isn’t life grand?

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10,000 Thumb Tacks Match

The match between Steven Andrews and Jim Jonas started off with Jenny Jersey dumping down the ten thousand thumbtacks, for his comments a few shows before,
Corey Taylor was forced to count the thumbtacks one by one until there was positively ten thousand of the tacks. Jim Jonas dominated early with some big
moves, hitting a spine buster onto the thumbtacks then a face slam as well. Andrews was covered in tacks by mid match, looking more like a pin cushion
than a wrestler. Jim Jonas made a mistake about mid match though as Steven was able to capitalize with a back body into the thumbtacks and turn the tide
in his favor. Steven nailed a split legged moonsault on Jim, but was only able to get a two count before the former Rebel Pro Tag Team Champion kicked
out. Jim tried to fight back, but Steven hit a beautiful leg sweep following it up with a springboard back flip, unfortunately Jim rolled out of the way,
Steven crashed and burned. Jim lifted the chaotic high flyer, throwing him down with the Rocky Mountain Thunder Bomb, for the cover and the win.

Winner: Jim Jonas (12:28)

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Steel Chair Match

Carolinas Title Match

Zeke came out carrying a steel chair in one hand and the Carolinas belt around his waist, he slapped a few of the fans’ hands as he made his way down to
the ring. The music changed and the place erupted with cheers as Lyndsey Valentine made her way sexily out from the back before pulling the curtain aside
to reveal her main squeeze Matthew Kurtis. The Bluegrass Bad Ass looked into the ring at Zeke before jogging in place and making his way down to the ring
to face off against Zeke. The bell rang and both men immediately swung their chairs which clanged loudly in the building. After a minute or two of this
happening they decided to drop the chairs and brawl for a bit, Zeke got the advantage as he pounded right hand after right hand into Matthew’s face and
head, Lyndsey stayed back out of the match although she winced at each connecting fist. Zeke somehow managed a scoop slam on Kurtis and climbed the turnbuckle
early for the Mudpuddle, but Matthew rolled out of the way allowing Zeke to slam down hard, his knees buckled from the impact. Matthew was up quickly with
a series of right and lefts to rock Zeke’s world, sending him down with a clothesline. Matthew hit the ropes with a Hulk Hogan type leg drop before rolling
over to plant right after right into Zeke’s face. Matt picked up the discarded steel chairs to begin nailing Zeke with them over and over again with a
con chair to. Zeke fought back with a kick to Matt’s knee, but the multiple chair shots kept Zeke from being his normal tenacious self inside the ring.
Zeke fought back with some body slams on the steel chairs, DDTs, and a stump pulling pile driver, but the end really came for Zeke when he went for a second
Mudpuddle. Matthew was able to roll up quickly swinging the steel chair into Zeke’s midsection following it up with the Bluegrass Bomb for the pin and
victory.

Winner and new Carolinas Champion: Matthew Kurtis (18:56)

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Fans Bring The Weapons Match

Rebel Pro World Title Match

“Screams of the Undead” die down as “Heavy Metal Machine blares to existence.

JENNY JERSEY: From Albuquercue New Mexico, he stands at six feet even, weighing in tonight at two hundred and thirty-five pounds, he is your Rebel Pro
World Heavyweight Champion… MIKEY MASSACRE!

The music dies down until Mikey steps through the ropes, “I’m A Rebel” hits up as Larry Gordon makes his way through the curtain, microphone in hand. Mikey
looks at the Rebel Pro owner with hatred brewing on his face.

LARRY GORDON: Mikey, I just wanted to let you know, in case that you didn’t get the memo, that tonight’s battle will be for that belt you hold so dear.
Larry turns around not giving Mikey another look.

DING DING

With the bell the match is officially underway and Thomas Young digs into the trashcan full of weapons he brought himself just in case he didn’t like any
of the fans’ weapons. Mikey Massacre on the other hand seems intent on avoiding the use of weapons, especially any brought by the fans, further fuelling
the fans’ hatred of him. Young turns his back to rummage through his arsenal and Massacre seizes the opportunity and jumps on Young and lands several forearms
to the back before whipping him into the opposite turnbuckles. Mikey follows Thomas but Thomas moves out of the way and Massacre crashes into the turnbuckles.
Thomas pulls a Kendo stick out of his trash can and starts to wail on Mikey’s back with it, as the crowd roars their approval. Mikey turns around and gets
cracked on top of the skull with Thomas’ weapon. Thomas quickly goes for the cover but Referee Alan Stone only counts to about one and a half before Mikey
kicks out.

ROB MARTINEZ: Mikey, love him or hate him, is not going to go down that easy.

COREY TAYLOR: But Thomas Young will go down in flames, winning this tournament.

The two wrestlers make it back to their feet but Thomas is taken down by a hiptoss by Mikey. Who follows up with an armbar which draws the ire of the fans
even more. Thomas makes it to his feet but is taken down again by a short-arm clothesline by Mikey who goes right back to the armbar. The crowd starts
to alternate between “let’s go Thomas”, ‘Mikey sucks”, and “Mikey sold out” chants. Young regains his feet with Massacre trying to remain in control and
going from the armbar to a side headlock. Thomas shoots Mikey into the ropes and as Mikey rebounds he catches full in the face with a cookie sheet and
Mikey goes down. Young follows this up by dropping a cookie sheet assisted elbow on Mikey. Thomas then rolls out of the ring and accepts a thumbtack covered
crutch from a fan and rolls back into the ring.

ROB MARTINEZ: Thomas Young is reaching out to the fans in this fans bring the weapons. The fans see this as their opportunity to seek some measure of revenge
against Mikey.

COREY TAYLOR: It’s vicious and all but that crutch is a thing of violent beauty. Excellent use of superglue.

Back in the ring Thomas brings the crutch down across the back of Mikey causing Mikey to drop to his knees. Young pulls the crutch back leaving puncture
wounds and a few thumbtacks down Mikey’s back. Thomas brings the crutch down a total of three more times before a kick to the groin by Mikey brings the
attack to a sudden stop. Mikey picks up the crutch where Thomas had dropped it all battered and bent out of shape. Mikey raises the weapon like he’s going
to bring it down across the back of Thomas but instead throws it away and flips off the crowd. The fans return the feeling of Mikey with a shower of boos.
Mikey waits for Thomas to get to his feet and then nails him with a dropkick. Four more dropkicks on Thomas follow and then Mikey starts dropkicking the
air and flipping off the crowd. Thomas brings this display to a halt with a steel chair upside Mikey’s head that busts the champ open. Thomas follows up
with his first actual wrestling move of the match and hits Mikey with a Roaring Elbow. Thomas comes back with a brutal snap Suplex into the now knocked
on it’s side trash can. Both men lay there momentarily stunned.

ROB MARTINEZ: That last move took something out of both men.

COREY TAYLOR: Yeah that was stupid by Young. Oooh shiny object in the crowd.

ROB MARTINEZ: Um…okay.

Mikey and Thomas reach their feet at the same time and Mikey hits an Everplex out of nowhere and stumbles to the ropes where he wipes some of the blood
from his forehead. As Mikey looks at the blood a change seems to come over him, he starts to slap and punch himself all over. Mikey then picks up a steel
chair and starts to bash Thomas with it over and over and over again. As Thomas struggles to his feet Mikey goes to the crowd in search of weapons but
where the fans volunteered weapons to Young, Mikey has to fight with them for anything he wants. After a moment of struggling, Massacre comes away with
a nasty looking barbed wire covered fluorescent light tube and quickly takes it back into the ring. Thomas has made it to his feet only to be on the receiving
end of a wicked shot from Mikey’s weapon. Young starts to bleed from the forehead but only goes down to a knee. Mikey picks up his discarded and rather
dented chair and lays into Thomas with it. Mikey tosses The first chair away and grabs up a second. Mikey climbs to the top turnbuckle and flips off the
crowd before jumping off with his frog splash variation “the Massacre”. Mikey covers and Referee Stone counts…

One…

Two…

KICKOUT!

As Mikey argues with the ref about the count Thomas claims another weapon from the crowd and slides back into the ring with his barbed wire covered steel
chair. He waits for Mikey to turn around and then…CLANG! Mikey crumples to his knees and Thomas gives him another chairshot for good measure. Thomas follows
up his chair shots with a Running Yazuka Kick as Mikey gets to his feet. Thomas slides out of the ring and brings a table into the ring. Massacre gets
back to his feet as Thomas is setting up the table. Mikey waffles Young with the barbed wire covered chair and throws onto the table and climbs up after
him. Mikey sets Thomas up for a Piledriver through the table but Young fights back and backdrops Mikey off the table. Thomas lands on top of Mikey with
leg drop off the table. Thomas puts the table propped up in the corner and whips Mikey into it and follows him in with a spear that breaks the table in
half and looks to have done the same to Mikey. Thomas pulls Mikey to the middle of the ring and covers him but only gets a two count. Mikey out of desperation
hits Thomas with a delayed Suplex out of nowhere but can’t even make a cover. Thomas Gains his feet first and grabs a kendo stick as does Mikey. The two
of them stand in the middle of the ring and battered each other with the Kendo sticks. Mikey, Thomas, Mikey, Thomas, Mikey, Thomas. Both men exchanging
wicked Kendo shots as they stand toe-to-toe battered and bloody. Finally Thomas ends the stand-off with a kick to Mikey’s crotch and a gut wrench suplex.
Thomas quickly sets up a a chair in the middle of the ring. Mikey slows gets to his feet but a quick kick top the gut puts Mikey into position for an Omega
Driver onto the chair. Thomas covers and Referee Alan Stone counts…

One…

Two…

Three!!!!!!!!

DING! DING! DING!

ROB MARTINEZ: OH MY GOD! We have a new Rebel Pro Wrestling Champion

COREY TAYLOR: This can’t be happening.

In the ring Thomas is ecstatic as his hand is raised in victory.

JENNY JERSEY: Your winner and NNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWW REBEL PRO WRESTLING WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION THOMAS YOUNG!!!!!!!

As Referee Alan Stone takes to take the belt into the ring to give to Thomas Young. Mikey Massacre gets in his way and demands the belt. Stone refuses
to give it to him. Mikey hits Alan Stone with a Everplex and grabs the belt and runs away before Thomas Young can reach him.

ROB MARTINEZ: Larry Gordon isn’t going to be happy with Mikey taking the belt and it not being his.

COREY TAYLOR: But it is his.

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Barbed Wire Wrapped Ropes Match

The two biggest men in Rebel Pro squared off here, former Carolinas Champion Vincent Black taking on current Carolinas Champion Matthew Kurtis. They tried
to go technical in the early going, but it didn’t pan out too well as Matthew sent Vincent into the barb wire wrapped ropes, tearing his flesh within the
first two minutes of the match. Vincent came charging back with a roaring right elbow and swinging his left fist, Matthew avoided the fist the elbow caught
him squarely in the jaw. Matthew was sent into the ropes, tearing his back up as well. Vincent showed his power as he was able to body slam in the middle
of the ring, he grabbed himself and pointed to Lyndsey who tried to jump up on the ring apron before remembering the barbed wire, Vincent laughed at her.
Black turned around as Matthew was getting to his feet, he pounded him in the face with a big boot, sending him back down. Matthew wasn’t finished though
as he took a page out of Mikey’s book and bit the inside of Vincent’s leg to distract him, it worked allowing Matthew to nail him with a right fist to
the former Carolinas Champion. Matthew fought back with an elbow of his own sending Vincent into the ropes where the current Carolinas Champion dragged
Vincent’s face across the ropes. Vincent was covered in blood and for that fact the ring is stained a wet looking red, but the fans are enjoying this show
tremendously.

Matthew kept on the offense as he whipped Black into the corner following it up with a forearm smash and a spinning elbow to his face. Matthew went for
a spinning heel kick, but Vincent was able to catch him and hit the biggest spinebuster in Rebel Pro history. Vincent went for a cover, but not before
allowing the blood from his face to trickle down into Matthew’s face and mouth, he got a two count. Vincent pulled his opponent up, booted him in the midsection
and delivered a piledriver onto the canvas, but was only able to get another two count. Vincent was yelling at the referee when Matthew pulled hiimself
up to his feet, he was behind Vincent. Matthew tapped Black on the shoulder, he turned around. Matthew booted him in the midsection and the crowd knew
what he was thinking. The crowd couldn’t believe it as Matthew got him up and sent him to the canvas with the Bluegrass Bomb, he got the pin and the win.
Winner: Matthew Kurtis (17:44)

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Tables Match

The Tables match between Thomas Young and Jim Jonas started off with both men throwing fists with abandonment, each going for the advantage without using
wrestling holds. Jim hit a variety of fighting combos that he must have learned on the streets to get Thomas into the ropes where he was able to choke
him against the stiffness of the ropes. Jim picked up a table quickly in the early going, swinging it around to hit Young in the head, but the table did
not break so he swung it around again. Thomas was able to trip him up with a dropkick to the table that sent him rolling over the top rope to the outside
and the concrete floor below. Thomas slide out of the ring, swinging a fire extinguisher around to nail Jim in the head sending him against the announce
table. Jim was able to get the advantage back with a double axe handle smash to Young’s jewels then swinging the extinguisher himself. Thomas was bleeding
already from his match with Massacre, but was patched up somewhat, Jim was taking advantage of himself being a bit fresher. Jim clotheslined Thomas to
the floor to pick him up again and ram the stitched forehead into the ringpost. Jim was relentless in his offense against Young as he physically ripped
everyone of the stitches out of his forehead, sending Thomas’ blood flowing over his face to make a crimson mask.

Thomas got the advantage back by stopping the charge of Jim Jonas with a boot to the midsection then a swinging neckbreaker onto a table. Thomas thought
of ending the match here, but he could tell there was too much life left in Jim Jonas to end the match now. Thomas placed forearms, right fists, and chops
all over the front of his body before sending him head first into the ring steps. Jim was busted open right above his left eye, which began to rapidly
swell. Thomas nailed a few running high knee lifts into Jim’s face before Jim was able to fight back with a spinebuster onto a steel chair. Thomas was
covered in his own blood, but the fight was still burning deep within him as he tried to fight back against the offensive onslaught of Jim Jonas. Jim lifted
Thomas up for a brainbuster, following it up with an elevated cradle neck breaker. Thomas looked to be in a bad way as Jim was setting him up for a powerbomb
through a table at ringside, Thomas countered it by slipping off and slamming Jim’s face right into the concrete. Thomas pulled himself up, and able to
lift Jim up with a powerbomb, sending him through the table with the move as well.

Winner: Thomas Young (21:20)

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JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and Gentlemen, we will be heading to a fifteen minute intermission as we prepare for your main event of the evening.

The fans scatter to get some concessions as ring technicians rush down to the ring to expertly and hurriedly set up the scaffolding above the ring. Some
fans choose to stick around to watch this action, but another technician brings out two rolls of barbed wire, he unrolls it to allow it to curl and bunch
up in the ring. The fans who are watching look on in amazement as the crew continues to hurriedly work here as the person who brought out the barbed wire
begins to shake tacks all over the canvas as well. Some fans cheer at this, but most of them are just amazed that they will get to see this kind of show.
The thumbtack technician climbs up the scaffolding to dump the remaining thumbtacks over the wooden planks.

The fans are slowly trickling back into the main area, they look up at the structure over the ring, their mouths drop as the technician climbs down from
the top of the scaffolding. Jenny Jersey steps beside the ring, checking on the progress of the preparation. The head tech nods his head as she brings
the microphone to her mouth; the head technician and all other techs exit the ringside area.

JENNY JERSEY: We are now ready for the main event of the evening to crown Rebel Pro’s Hardcore Ruler!

The crowd explodes with anticipation.

JENNY JERSEY: The following match will be a scaffolding match where the winner is determined by tossing his opponent over the scaffolding and onto the
ring below… Introducing first…

“The Monster’s Loose” by Meat Loaf hits the speakers as the fans rise to their feet for the man who defeated two members of FTC here tonight and combined
between the two in the main event, they defeated all of FTC. Lyndsey walks out, escorting Matthew down to the ring, she holds his Carolinas Title in front
of her as Matthew slaps a few hands on the way to the ring.

JENNY JERSEY: Hailing from Wickliffe Kentucky, he stands at six feet eleven inches and weighs in tonight at three hundred and twenty pounds, he is your
NEEEEEEEW Rebel Pro Carolinas Champion…. MATTHEW KURTIS!

Matthew walks on down to the ring before beginning the climb to the top of the scaffold, he reaches the top before peering over and looking out to the
crowd.

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent…

“Screams of the Undead” by Demon Hunter fill the speakers as a bloody, battered, bruised, and determined Thomas Young walks from the back to a big ovation,
he stares out at the people in attendance.

JENNY JERSEY: Hailing from Hollywood Florida, he stands at six feet four inches and weighs in tonight at two hundred and forty-five pounds… he is your
NEEEEEEW Rebel Pro Heavyweight Champion…. THOMAS YOUNG!

Thomas stares inside the scaffold at Matthew Kurtis before nodding his head and handing the title belt to the timekeeper and stepping up the steps, he
climbs slowly up the ladder to stand on top of the scaffold..

DING DING

ROB MARTINEZ: Corey this is going to be one brutal match.

COREY TAYLOR: No doubt, blood and violence… I love it.

Collar and elbow tie up in the center of the scaffolding, Thomas backs Matthew up against the side railing trying to get this match over quickly. Matthew
sends him back with a forearm to the mouth following it up with a swinging neckbreaker onto the tacks. The scaffold is swaying slightly from their combined
efforts, but both men are going to prove they are more hardcore than the other. Matthew picks up Thomas whipping him into the railing, following it up
with a clothesline sending him over. Young slides back in under the railing to keep himself in the match. Young with a kick to the knee as he mounts a
bit of offense here, Kurtis falls on one knee.

ROB MARTINEZ: Young was nearly eliminated just a minute ago.

COREY TAYLOR: He had better watch out, that is the best way to lose.

Young with a right hand into Matthew’s face sending him over onto his right forearm, the tacks digging into unwounded flesh. Young with another big right
hand following it up soundly with a roundhouse kick nearly decapitating the Matthew. Thomas mounts Matthew with precision right hand and left hands, following
it up with some knife edged chops to the chest. Irish whip, but Matthew reverses sending Thomas into the end railing. Kurtis charges in, but Thomas raises
a boot in defense, Kurtis catches the boot, sweeping Thomas’s planted foot right out from under him. Young is on the planks, Matthew with a step over and
flip into a sharpshooter, on the thumbtacks. Young screams out in pain as the tacks dig into the flesh of his face, but he has to try and fight out of
this or his chances of winning go out of the window.

ROB MARTINEZ: Young in a world of trouble.

COREY TAYLOR: I was thinking more along the lines of pain and blood.

ROB MARTINEZ: That too.

Young reaches out for a bar, pulling himself up, Matthew drops the sharpshooter, favoring a front facelock and a suplex onto the thumbtacks. The tiny sharp
objects drive themselves into his flesh, but he rolls up with quickness, charging at Matthew. With a side step, Matthew avoids the flying fist sending
Thomas down to the few remaining tacks with a drop toe hold. Thomas, at the last second, turns his fist to plant it into the side of Matthew’s face so
that both are laying on the planks in similar fashion.

ROB MARTINEZ: Both men in similar situations here Corey.

COREY TAYLOR: You gather all of that information all on your own?

Young manages to struggle back up to his feet before climbing down the ladder a bit, getting a technician to toss him a steel chair, Thomas catches the
chair before climbing back up. Matthew is getting back up to his feet, pulling a few of the tacks out of his cheeks, he turns. Steel chair right to the
nose from Thomas, thenose breaking sound is heard as blood gushes from both nostrils, Matthew is not happy at all. Matthew wipes the blood from under his
nose as Thomas looks on with enjoyment before bringing up the chair once again, he swings. It connects with a resounding thud right into the midsection
of Matthew doubling him over at the waist. Steel to the back as Matthew falls to one knee, a golf swing sends the chair right back up into the broken nose
of Matthew sending him flat on his back once more.

ROB MARTINEZ: It has been back and forth, but Matthew is a lot bloodier.

COREY TAYLOR: But Thomas is covered in tacks.

Thomas begins to pull a few of t he tacks out of his own flesh and purposefully place them in random spots on Matthew’s body, to add to his pain. He pulls
Matthew up to his feet, right handed slap, wristlock into a hammerlock, a double hammerlock. Young drives Matthew forward into the side railing, they both
nearly topple over the side. Kurtis with a mule kick breaks the double hammerlock as Thomas holds at his wounded crotch, Matthew with a right fist into
his mouth, following it up with a second. Kurtis leans his head to the side as he throws a right, to the right side as he throws a left and Thomas’s world
is being rocked here. Matthew with a European uppercut and a second before he sends him running across the planks. Matthew quickly bends down to pick up
the chair that busted his nose, he charges in… *WHAMMO!*

COREY TAYLOR: That won’t do anything to get Thomas any dates.

ROB MARTINEZ: Who says he is wanting any?

Matthew with a high knee lift into Thomas’s midsection before slamming an elbow down across his neck then a side headlock. Matthew takes a running start
hitting a bulldog on the scaffolding. Matthew lifts Thomas up to begin pounding his face on the metal railing surrounding the wood up on top.

COREY TAYLOR: Kurtis is relentless.

ROB MARTINEZ: Both men wanting to win, evidently at any cost.

COREY TAYLOR: They are fighting to win, that doesn’t always mean fighting fair.

Matthew with a right fist into his jaw, a second, a front facelock, he lifts Thomas up…. Thomas counters into a DDT, the wood cracks from the impact.
Matthew’s legs dangle over the side of the platform, Young begins to push him over the side as EMTs rush out to help both men when either one of them is
forced over the side. Referee Alan Stone is there as well as Jimmy Johnson to call the match fall. Matthew falls down, but manages to grab a rung of the
bracing, to keep himself from falling down to the barb wire mess below. He slowly crawls along the railing to the ladder where Thomas stands waiting on
him. Matthew climbs up, Thomas with a leap and double foot stomp on the hands of Matthew, who grunts out in pain as the action is repeated, he falls. Matthew
catches hiimself again.

ROB MARTINEZ: Should he fall now, Thomas would be victorious.

COREY TAYLOR: Very different if one chooses to climb down in this environment.

Matthew climbs back up, stopping just short of the top rung of the ladder, he braces himself with his feet, reaching into his trunks, Young looks over…
pepper spray to the side of his face, Thomas is stunned and stumbles back. Kurtis hurries up the ladder, dropping the spray on the plank, he charges Thomas…
clothesline down to the plank. He rolls Thomas over, forearm to the face, chop to the chest and a whip up against the railing, the scaffold sways in the
main area of the building. Matthew with a chop to the chest, stomp to the knee and a thigh kick to Young has his opponent reeling, Thomas falls to the
planks. Kurtis bends down to get this match over with, he is sprayed full in the face from the discarded can of spray, he wipes furiously at his face but
to no avail!

ROB MARTINEZ: The pepper spray has come into play again.

COREY TAYLOR: In a big way.

Matthew stumbles over, throwing rights and lefts with utter abandonment, Young with a hip toss sends him over the railing and crashing into the barb wire
mess below. Young holds onto the railing as he sinks down to his knees.

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: Winner of the match and the 2009 Hardcore Ruler….. Thomas Young!

The EMTs quickly rush over with wire cutters and medical supplies as they cut the wire and begin to attend to Matthew. Young climbs down from the scaffold
to receive his trophy in the shape of a steel chair, he holds it above his head for the crowd to see.

ROB MARTINEZ: For Corey Taylor and Rebel Pro, I am Rob Martinez, so long from Volunteer Country.

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Credits
Kurtis wrote the Mikey Massacre vs Thomas Young match.

Dan and myself wrote the Vincent Black/Larry Gordon segment.

I wrote every thing else.

Underground-”Hardcore Halloween”
10-20-2009
Clinton Armory-Clinton, SC
Goblins, ghouls, ghosts, vampires, frankensteins, witches, wizards, and a princess fill the atrium of the arena? The camera pans to show the “Hardcore Halloween”
banner before snapping back to someone trying to perform magic on a unsuspecting Jenny Jersey; it is an older man, probably a love spell. Jenny is dressed
up tonight as a naughty nurse with white short skirt, spiked heels, and well… you know. Rob Martinez walks from the front door dressed as a 1980s Hulkamaniac
while Corey Taylor walks in dressed… as a normal person. He doesn’t seem to be phased as he is asked what he is supposed to be.

COREY TAYLOR: I am a serial murderer, they can live next door to you and you may never know.

The small crowd backs away, looking a bit uncomfortable around the commentator. Jenny walks over to the princess and startles as she notices that the princess
is a guy… boy is she uncomfortable, she quickly walks away. The clock on the wall reads “7:45″ so the time is approaching, from inside the arena we hear
the voice of Chet Whetleson on the microphone.

CHET WHETLESON: Ladies and gentlemen, the Hardcore Halloween show will begin in approximately fifteen minutes.

Everyone out here slowly begins to make their way to their seats, carrying their Pepsi, beer, pretzels, or whatever they purchased to snack on during the
show.

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The song “The Final Countdown” plays as referee Jimmy Johnson climbs into the ring and as soon as his music stops the Pink Panther Theme (Swing Cat version)
starts to play as Rebel World Tag Team champion Scottie Snow makes his way to the ring.

JENNY JERSEY: The following match is a qualifying match for the Hardcore Tournament at Misgivings. Introducing first from Memphis, Tennessee and accompanied
by The Phoenix, he is one half of the Rebel World Tag Team Champions….SCOTTIE “THE PANTHER” SNOW!

The crowd shows Snow some love even if it’s not on par with what the Show would receive but a fair amount of love just the same. Snow returns the love
as the Phoenix return that love with a dirty look. Scottie Snow acknowledges the fans again when he climbs into the ring.

But the fans cheers quickly turn into boos as “Stayin’ Alive” by Anal (BLEEP) takes the place of Snow’s music and the Jonas Brothers step through the curtain
to a chorus of loud boos from the fans.

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent from Sacramento, California and accompanied by Tommy Jonas….JIM JONAS!

The Jonas Brothers show as much contempt and hatred for the fans as Snow showed love. As the two bad-mouth and flip-off the fans. Finally the Jonas Brothers
climb into the ring but the match doesn’t start until Referee Johnson orders both The Phoenix and Tommy Jonas out of the ring and warns them that any interference
from them and they will be sent to the locker-room. As the ref is giving this warning, Jim Jonas runs over to attack Scottie Snow from behind to start
the match. Jim rains clubbing forearms before whipping Scottie into the opposite corner. Jim charges at Scottie in the corner but Snow is able to get out
of the way. Jonas slams hard into the corner and Snow spins him around and monkey-flips out of the corner. Snow follows this up with a running leg drop.
Scottie reaches down and starts to pull Jim to his feet but gets a shoulder to the gut. Jim follows that up with a vicious knee to side of Scottie’s head.
Snow is staggered by the blow and Jonas scoops him and slams him down hard then he puts the boots to him. Jim picks Scottie up whipping him into the ropes
intending to clothesline him out of his boots but “the Panther” ducks and hit’s the opposite ropes and nails Jonas with a spinning heel kick.

COREY TAYLOR: Scottie needs to learn how to wrestle from The Phoenix. Right now, even you are better than him Rob.

ROB MARTINEZ: Do you have any respect for the guys that get inside that ring?

COREY TAYLOR: I like The Phoenix, the Jonas Brothers, FTC, people with ambition and drive.

Seizing on the advantage Snow heads to the top turnbuckle and flies intending to floor Jim Jonas with a cross body block but Jonas catches him with a vicious
Spinebuster. Jim Jonas goes for the pin and referee Jimmy Johnson goes down to count. As Johnson counts The Phoenix takes a hand to save his tag team partner.
Tommy Jonas comes over and starts to brawl with The Phoenix. The partners of the two men in the ring exchange blows and the ref slides outside to break
them up. As the referee deals with The Phoenix and Tommy Jonas, Jim rolls out of the ring on a side where the ref can’t see and tosses a chair into the
ring. Jim climbs back into the ring and brings the chair down across the back of Snow who had regained his feet. Jim Jonas throws the chair drop and grabs
Scottie up and plants him with a Brainbuster. As the referee finally separates Tommy and the Phoenix, Jim Jonas takes time to gloat and argue with the
fans instead of pressing his advantage over Scottie Snow.

ROB MARTINEZ: Jim should make the cover here.

COREY TAYLOR: He is having way too much fun to end the match now.

When Jim decides to return to the attack he’s too late as his met by a beautiful dropkick by “the Panther”. Scottie quickly follows up with a Rolling Thunder,
Snow mounts the turnbuckles and flies off with a Moonsault on Jim and goes for a cover. Referee Jimmy Johnson goes down to count but barely gets to two
before Jim Jonas powers out and attempts to regain his feet. A Hurricanrana from Snow puts Jonas on his back again. Snow climbs the turnbuckle again not
wanting to give Jonas a chance to recover. Scottie executes a Frog Splash on Jim and again gets a two count. Snow keeps up the pace designed to keep Jonas
out of sync and aims a bicycle kick at Jim Jonas as he gets to his feet but Jonas catches his foot. Jonas teases Snow but is quick to shut up following
an Enzeguri by Snow. Snow tries to turn up the impact and sets Jonas up for a “Panther Bomb” attempt, but is block by Jim Jonas. Jonas follows this up
with his Elevated Cradle Neckbreaker.

COREY TAYLOR: Jim isn’t going to let this pipsqueak get away now.

ROB MARTINEZ: Jim is showing that he learned from his earlier mistake.

Learning from his earlier mistake Jim Jonas presses his advantage and hits Snow with a Face First Piledriver. Snow tries to fight back but the power of
Jonas negates the last ditch effort of Scottie Snow and toys with him for a few moments before hitting yet another high impact move with his Front Ring
Rope Suplex. After laying in a few stomps, Jim Jonas decides to end the match and punishes Scottie Snow with a Rocky Mountain Thunder Bomb and then quickly
covers “the Panther” and Referee Johnson counts

One…

Two…

Three..!

JENNY JERSEY: Here is your winner and now qualified for the Hardcore Tournament at Misgivings JIM JONAS!

COREY TAYLOR: Look at Phoenix giving Scottie the third degree, he deserves to have a good talking to.

ROB MARTINEZ: Phoenix didn’t even tell Snow he had a match.

COREY TAYLOR: Like it is Phoenix’s job to babysit Scottie Snow.

ROB MARTINEZ: Well, let’s move right along to our next match pitting the returning Thomas Young against Marxx.

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‘Screams of the Undead’ by Demon Hunter blasts through the sound system as Thomas Young makes his way to the ring to a mixed reaction from the crowd.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first from Hollywood, Florida standing six feet four inches and weighing in at two hundred and forty-five pounds, he is a former
Rebel tag team champion making his return to the ring tonight he is … THOMAS YOUNG!

‘Shackler’s Revenge’ by Guns ‘n’ Roses blasts through the sound system as Marxx makes his way down to the ring also to a mixed reaction from the crowd.
JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent from New Brunswick, Canada standing six feet even and weighing two hundred and thirty-one pounds he is… MARXX!

Neither man has taken there eyes off of each other as Marxx climbs through the ropes. Referee Jimmy Johnson calls for the bell as Marxx and Young tie up
neither man getting an advantage at first with them going back and forth both men trying to get the early advantage. Young finally uses his size advantage
to forcing Marxx into the corner before delivering a series of chops that echoes through the crowd.

ROB MARTINEZ: It doesn’t look as if Young has any ring rust so far.

COREY TAYLOR: Question is does anyone really care. I know I don’t.

ROB MARTINEZ: Remind me again how you got this job.

COREY TAYLOR: I know somebody that knows somebody.

Young whips Marxx into the ropes and delivers a clothesline that knocks Marxx back into the ropes but out of nowhere Marxx regains his composure and delivers
a springboard clothesline of his own. We are back at a stand still with both men executing razor sharp moves. Marxx catches Young off guard with a Canadian
Leg Sweep to gain the advantage. Marxx seems to have some momentum going as he continues his assault with a ‘party crasher’. Young may have picked the
wrong week to return or at least the wrong opponent as Marxx seems to be feeling it as he pulls off a ‘jager-bomb’ and goes for the cover. Jimmy Johnson
slides into position for the count…

ONE…

TWO…

Kick-out by Young he ain’t ready for his comeback match to be over just yet. Marxx stays on the attack and sling shots Young off the ropes but Young manages
somehow to land a Yakuza Kick. Once again changing the momentum in this match-up.

COREY TAYLOR: I’m going to go get some popcorn and myself a pretzel. You want anything?

ROB MARTINEZ: You can’t just leave we got a match going on here!

COREY TAYLOR: Is that what you call it? I’ll bring you back a Coke or Pepsi or whatever they have.

ROB MARTINEZ: I want to apologize for the behavior of my colleague. But getting back to the match we seem to have a good one going so far.

Young continues to ride his momentum executing a series of suplexes before making a pin. Johnson with the count…

ONE…

T…

Only about one and a half as Marxx kicks out. Young with an elbow drop but Marxx slides out of the way allowing Young to meet the mat the hard way. Marxx
takes advantage quickly with a sleeper hold. Young tries to get to the rope as Marxx tightens his grip. Finally Young gets to the ropes and climbs them
to force Marxx to break the hold. The fans seem to be getting tired of the back and forth match as they are starting to chant bring on the hardcore. Young
and Marxx begin trading rights and lefts with neither getting the advantage the chants from the crowd begins to get louder.

COREY TAYLOR: Here you go I brought you back a McRib and some fries.

ROB MARTINEZ I was unaware that the snack bar sold McRibs.

COREY TAYLOR: They don’t but I had a Big Mac Attack and figured the way this match was going I had time to do the drive-thru. So what did I miss?

ROB MARTINEZ: Will you please just do your job?

Young and Marxx look at each other then at the crowd then back at each other before nodding. Both men then slide out of the ring and grabs chairs before
climbing back in. Marxx goes for a chair shot but Young ducks and attempts one of his own but Marxx is able to block it. Marxx then manages to use the
chair to take out the knees of Young then he delivers a chair shot across the head of Young that brings blood.

ROB MARTINEZ: Young seems to be in dire straits at the moment. We will soon find out if he’s got anything left.

COREY TAYLOR: TWOALLBEEFPATTIESSPECIALSAUCELETTUCECHEESEONIONPICKLESONASESAMESEEDBUN.

ROB MARTINEZ: Will you please focus?

Marxx goes for and lands another ‘jager-bomb’ this time into a steel chair! The fans are loving the violence as this maybe the match as Johnson applies
the count…

ONE…

TWO…

THR…

Kick-out at two and three quarters as Marxx looks to be getting frustrated as he picks up Young and attempts a full nelson but Young manages to reverse
it into a backdrop. Young then goes on the offensive with a series of chair shots that takes Marxx to the mat. Young goes for the cover as Johnson counts…
ONE…

TWO…

Marxx with a kick-out at two as he then manages to roll out of the ring. Young follows and is met with a chair shot for his trouble. The fans are beginning
to get into the match as he has turned into a blood bath as Marxx attempts to ram Young’s head into the steel steps but Young blocks it and slams Marxx
head into the ring post. Marxx gets to his feet and manages to get a chair but Young got one of his own as the two men exchange chair shot after chair
shot.

ROB MARTINEZ: The fans wanted blood shed and Marxx and Young have delivered but the question is who is going to come out on top?

COREY TAYLOR: I wonder what is actually in this special sauce?

ROB MARTINEZ: Do you have anything to add to this match, anything at all?

COREY TAYLOR: You should be nicer to me after all I did buy you a McRib.

Marxx and Young have fought their way back into the ring neither man looking their best as this hard fought match has taken it’s toll on both of them.
Marxx seems to get the advantage with a spear followed by a DDT before going for another cover. Jimmie Johnson slides in position and begins the count…
ONE…

TWO…

THRE…

No Young once again manages to kick out as he kicks himself up and ducks a clothesline from Marxx. Young then captures the momentum with a back cracker.
Followed by the ‘Young Cutter’ onto a what is left of a steel chair. Marxx maybe out as Young once again goes for the cover. Johnson makes the count…
ONE…

TWO…

No somehow Marxx is able to kick out but Young stays on the attack allowing Marxx to get back to his feet just to hit him with a running Yakuza kick to
set up the ‘Shades of Death’. That has got to be it as Jimmie Johnson once again makes the count…

ONE…

TWO…

THREE…

ROB MARTINEZ: Its over! Wow! What a hard fought match! What a win for Young!

COREY TAYLOR: I should have got a side of this special sauce to go with my fries.

ROB MARTINEZ: I give up!

COREY TAYLOR: Is that what your wife said last night?

ROB MARTINEZ: Why you little…

COREY TAYLOR: Your Mcrib is getting cold.

JENNY JERSEY: Here is your winner… THOMAS YOUNG!!!

ROB MARTINEZ: Despite the problems I am having with my partner here, we must move on to the next match. I will do my best to call it by myself.

COREY TAYLOR: And what am I here for, just something pretty to look at?

ROB MARTINEZ: The next match pits a rising Duncan Aries against a new Matthew Kurtis.

COREY TAYLOR: He looks the same to me.

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JENNY JERSEY: The following match is set for one fall with a thirty minute time limit, with the winner receiving a spot in the HARDCORE TOURNAMENT when
REBEL Pro presents “Misgivings” in two weeks!

A Perfect Circle blasts from the PA. The crowd gives a mixed reaction, mostly cheers, as Duncan Aries makes his way through the curtain. Eyes hidden behind
shades, Aries looks collected and confident…

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first, weighing in at two-hundred and thirty-eight pounds… from San Diego California, he is “THE SPADE” DUNCAN ARIES!

Aries hits the ring, ready to go. He takes his shades off and slaps his kickpads, jogging on the spot…

DELICIOUS MEAT LOAF! “The Monster’s Loose” brings out Matthew Kurtis to a rousing ovation. The Southern fans always love their own (unless given a reason
not to, like that jerk Cuzin Zeke). Kurtis only has eyes for Aries as he takes long strides towards the ring.

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent! Weighing three-hundred and twenty pounds… from Wickliffe, Kentucky, this is “THE BLUEGRASS BADASS” MATTHEW KURTIS!

The huge Kurtis steps over the top rope. Kurtis removes his leather duster and adjusts his wrist tape.

ROB MARTINEZ: This will the be the first ever meeting between Matthew Kurtis and Duncan Aries, but before these two even set foot in the ring it’s become
personal, Taylor. Aries of course coming off a dominating win against Marxx at our last even; the confident “Spade” made some pointed comments over the
past two weeks about Matt Kurtis’ lack of success in REBEL Pro, even going so far as to saying Matt’s career was ‘in the gutter.’

COREY TAYLOR: Martinez, is that really up for debate? I’m not a fan of “The Show,” but fact is that while CHAD Kurtis has won every title REBEL Pro has
to offer, multiple times, over the past two and a half years Matthew Kurtis, one of the original REBEL wrestlers, has exactly… zero championship reigns.
Hell, he’s only had four title shots in that entire time.

ROB MARTINEZ: Matthew Kurtis’ personal demons have derailed his championship aspirations multiple times, there is no doubt about it. It seems that every
time “The Bluegrass Badass” starts picking up wins, something ‘happens’ and all his momentum comes crashing down. I think Aries feels insulted by Matt’s
inability to overcome the big one, frankly.

COREY TAYLOR: It’s not as though Aries is squeaky clean Martinez, he showed up last fall and couldn’t handle REBEL Pro Wrestling. He needs to prove over
the next couple months that he’s for real.

ROB MARTINEZ: No doubt about it, Corey, but one thing is for certain: Aries’ remarks hit Matthew Kurtis right where he lives. This is going to be intense,
edgy and heated…

Referee Jimmy Johnson has checked both wrestlers. He bids them to wait in their corners, and then…

CALLS FOR THE BELL!

DING DING DING!

Duncan Aries and Matthew Kurtis meet in the center of the ring, the six-eleven Kurtis with a notable size advantage over the six-three Aries. Aries doesn’t
appear intimidated by the big Kurtis. The staredown continues, then the two men tie-up! Kurtis easily overpowers Aries and shoves him to the canvas. Aries
gets up to one knee, assessing the turn of events with a nod.

ROB MARTINEZ: “The Spade” well aware he can’t hope to match power with Matthew Kurtis; he’s one of the biggest men on the REBEL roster!

COREY TAYLOR: But it’s been proven in the past that size doesn’t matter, Martinez — not in Matt Kurtis’ case!

ROB MARTINEZ: I’ll leave that one well alone.

Another tie-up, no, Aries ducks underneath and lashes out with a high kick right to Matt’s chest! It connects with a *THUD*. Aries quickly attacking with
martial arts strikes, nailing another one. Matt swings, Aries dodges and this time unleashes a solid kick right to Matt’s thigh.

COREY TAYLOR: That’s it, Aries, go for the damaged leg! Matt Kurtis always wears the brace on that left knee, he might as well paint a target on it!

Matt Kurtis is still standing, though. Aries reaches up to throw a forearm into the side of Matt’s head; he hits the ropes and explodes off with a flying
forearm that rocks Matt, but still can’t put the big man down. Aries with another thigh kick, hits the ropes again, Matt attempts a big boot, Aries ducks
it and rebounds off the opposite side, flies with a crossbody…

And is caught in mid-air! Matt Kurtis has Aries in his grips, delivers a crushing back breaker! He doesn’t release the man, however, raising him up and
delivering another backbreaker. Aries hits the canvas, Matt goes for a cover, only gets one. But now he has control of the smaller man and starts throwing
right hands into Kurtis, cornering him. Johnson wants him to take it out of the corner, but Kurtis knows REBEL rules all too well. He delivers a few big
shots to Aries before finally bringing him out the hard way with a scintillating irish whip! WHAM — The Spade hits the turnbuckles like a shot and then
smashes the canvas from the impact. Kurtis comes in and delivers a leg drop to the back of Aries’ head! Cover, two count only.

ROB MARTINEZ: We’re seeing the story of this match unfold… Aries must use his speed and quickness to stay a step ahead of Kurtis, because if Matt gets
his hands on him, he can do a lot of damage in a short span of time.

COREY TAYLOR: Notice Matt Kurtis going for covers early in this match. Beating up Aries might make him feel a little better for a while, but a WIN is going
to mean a lot more for his career.

ROB MARTINEZ: Too early to expect that three-count but stranger things have happened! Aries expending energy just getting out of those pinning predicaments.
Kurtis cinches on a side headlock, keeping things slowed down. Aries starts throwing elbows to the mid-section, getting enough to escape. A reverse spin
kick to the gut knocks the wind out of Matthew and doubles him over enough for Aries to hit the ropes and deliver a dropkick right to the side of the head!
Matt stumbles, still on his feet, and Aries lets fly another kick. It’s caught by Matt but Aries quickly responds with a twist and a kick from his free
leg, knocking Matt to the ropes. Aries comes off looking for a BIG CROSS BODY THAT SENDS BOTH GUYS TO THE FLOOR!

Aries put his own body on the line there in the name of victory, and now he hits some knees into Matt Kurtis’ face. Irish whip, Matt reverses and sends
The Spade into the guardrail! Aries leaps on top of it, then leaps off — TORNADO DDT TO THE FLOOR! “REBEL REBEL!” Kurtis’ head spiked into the concrete,
Aries took a hard landing himself but clearly is up quicker. He grabs the guardrail and starts stomping on Matt’s leg, working to cut the big man down
to size. The fans are into this match, some chanting “LET’S GO ARIES,” others going “BEE GEE EM! BEE GEE EM!”

Now Aries has the problem of getting the big Matt Kurtis into the ring. He manages to get his man up against the ring apron, but Matt catches him with
a sudden right hand.

COREY TAYLOR: Brawling on the floor with Matthew Kurtis isn’t what I could call sound strategy, Martinez.

ROB MARTINEZ: Aries with the difficult task of forcing three-hundred and twenty pounds of dead weight back into the ring, and if Matthew Kurtis isn’t willing
to go… he isn’t going!

COREY TAYLOR: Kurtis doesn’t seem entirely there, Martinez, that Tornado DDT may have knocked him out momentarily. He looks like he’s on dream street.
Aries connects with a strike of his own but Matt ignores it and nails another big right. He leans back against the ring canvas – he does seem like he’s
having a hard time gathering his wits. Could be a concussion. Aries takes another tack, rolls into the ring… BASEBALL SLIDE to the back of Matt Kurtis’
head! Kurtis stumbles forward, now against the guard rail as Aries goes to the top rope. What’s this? HE FLIES OFF! PLANCHA TO MATT KURTIS! BOTH MEN RIGHT
INTO THE FRONT ROW! “REBEL REBEL!”

Aries gets up, telling fans to move. Matt picks himself up as Aries creates space between the two. He gets a run and leaps for a huracanrana… Matt holds
his balance DIVING POWERBOMB INTO THE CHAIR!

COREY TAYLOR: HAVE A SEAT, ARIES!

ROB MARTINEZ: THIS IS REBEL PRO WRESTLING, FANS!

The crowd is chanting “HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT!” Both men are down, Matt holding his knee – he hit it on the concrete hard performing the powerbomb. Aries
groans in the wreckage of the chair. Referee Jimmy Johnson is out to check on both men, but there’s not much he can. No disqualifications, no count-outs
here in REBEL! Each man is moving, Johnson doesn’t see a need to stop the match.

Matt is up and pulls Aries up by his feet, dragging him to the guard rail. He lifts the man up in a GORILLA PRESS — over the guard rail and to the floor!
Matt steps over the guardrail with his long legs and picks Aries up, bundling him into the ring. He rolls in himself as Aries gets to his feet… and locks
in a bearhug!

The Bluegrass Badass squeezing Aries with all his might, doing even more damage to the man’s back. He leans down, underneath Aries’ arms to get even more
leverage. Aries in pain, head tilted back as grunts of pain escape his lips. He tries to get a shot at Matt, but Kurtis wrenches him and squeezes harder.
Aries leans back, and the pain appears to be overcoming him. The lights fade in Aries eyes and he goes limp in Matt’s arms. Jimmy Johnson gets in and raises
Duncan’s arm once…

It drops.

Matt holding on, sweat pouring down his face through sheer intensity. Johnson lifts the arm a second time, it drops again.

ROB MARTINEZ: This may be it! Duncan Aries appears to be out…

COREY TAYLOR: I can’t believe it, Matt Kurtis may win a big match!

Aries’ arm is lifted a third time…

HE HOLDS IT UP! Aries reaching deep down and trying to find the guts to continue! He’s shaking, the split crowd SO LOUD, Aries claps his arms around Matt’s
ears. Matt holds on, another bell clap! A third! Matt still holding on, Aries with a HEADBUTT. And that one staggers Matt enough for Aries to slip out
— THE ACE OF SPADES! ARIES TRYING TO APPLY THE ACE OF SPADES! He has Matt’s arm and around the head, can he force the man down? NO! BACK SUPLEX BY MATT
KURTIS! He covers…

One, two, kick-out!

Matt shakes his head, trying to get the ringing out of his ears. He limps slightly but has the momentum as Aries tries to get to his feet, using the ropes.
Matt sees his opening! Off the ropes, CLOTHESLINE FROM KENTUCKY — ARIES DUCKS IT! ROUNDHOUSE KICK! Matt stunned! Double thrust to the gut doubles Matt
over and Aries hits the ropes… RUNNING AX KICK! CONNECTS! Matt goes down, Aries rolls him over and hooks the leg!

ONE TWO NO!

Aries rolls with the pinfall, taking Matt back over to his belly and LOCKING ON THE ACE OF SPADES! HE’S GOT IT! Kurtis in the middle of the ring, reaching
out as the crowd alternately chants “TAP TAP TAP / PLEASE DON’T TAP”. Aries reaches back, screaming! Matt reaches out, he’s too far from the ropes. WILL
HE TAP? He makes a fist with his free hand, punches the canvas…

the hand comes up, opening! MATT IS LOOKING TO TAP!

No, he balls the fist up again and tries to fight! Matt lurches to the side, trying to change his position. He can’t make it with his hands…but another
lurch gets one of his long legs close enough to hook under the bottom rope.

COREY TAYLOR: It’s not like Aries has to release the hold, he can’t be disqualified.

ROB MARTINEZ: No, but the referee can refuse to acknowledge any decision made in the ropes! Matt Kurtis isn’t tapping out but Aries is going to have to
release the hold if he wants to win.

Aries squeezes some extra pain out of it before releasing the hold. Matt ends up seated in the corner ARIES WITH A RUNNING BOOT! Right to the face! He
drags Matt out of the corner and covers

ONE TWO KICK OUT!

It’s not over yet. Aries leads Matt to his feet, only to whip him to the ropes. Matt hooks on the top rope to stop his momentum. Aries charges, back dropped
over — no, he lands on his feet on the ring apron! Matt swings, Aries ducks and nails a shoulder thrust through the ropes, then climbs the nearest turnbuckle.
Matt stands up tall and looks for Aries — HURACANRANA OFF THE TOP! Connects! Aries mounts the big man and starts raining down punches. A yell to the
crowd informs them that it’s time for THE CULMINATION. Matt slowly gets to his feet, dazed, and Aries attempts to lift him up.

No good, Matt outweighs him by eighty pounds and Aries back is weakened from the course of the match! Aries has to quit, stepping out with his hand on
his back. He turns around

BLUEGRASS MAFIA KICK! Matt Kurtis explodes out of nowhere! Aries smacks the canvas and an exhausted Matt drops over to cover!

ONE TWO THSHOULDER UP!

ROB MARTINEZ: I don’t know if Duncan Aries could lift Matthew Kurtis on his best day but not tonight with the damaged back! Still, this match continues
even after that sick Bluegrass Mafia Kick! These two putting it all on the line here tonight Corey!

COREY TAYLOR: This is what REBEL is all about, Martinez. These guys are wrestling like it’s their last match, a win would mean so much to either man!

Matt Kurtis gets to his feet. Both men are soaked in sweat and worn down, they’ve beat the hell out of each other. Kurtis signals for it… BLUEGRASS BOMB
comin’ up! He positions Aries and flips him upside down — Aries grabs onto Matt’s head with both arms! What’s this? Right hands! Desperation right here!
Aries manages to get off of Matt’s shoulders and deliver a thudding kick right to the chest of Matt! Another one, another, kick right to the braced knee
of Matt, sending the big man down to one knee. Matt vulnerable, Aries measures him. ROUNDHOUSE KICK RIGHT TO THE HEAD — Matt ducks! Aries off-balance!
GOOZLE! CHOKESLAM — ARIES COUNTERS FOR THE ACE OF SPADES! Matt doesn’t go down however, diving into the ropes, sending Aries onto the apron! Both men
getting up, trading blows, Matt getting the upper-hand of the exchange — until Aries hotshots Matt’s neck off the top rope! Aries goes to the top rope,
leaps off for the huracanrana!

But Kurtis stops the momentum halfway through. With a massive show of power he lifts Aries back up, Aries fighting, Matt grabs the trunks and lifts him
even higher!

BLUEGRASS BOMB!

Kurtis reaches over and grabs a leg as Johnson counts!

ONE TWO THREE!

JENNY JERSEY: Here is your winner… MATTHEW KURTIS!

ROB MARTINEZ: We wondered how Matt Kurtis would respond to the jabs of Duncan Aries; would he respond by proving the man right or with fire? I think we
can say that tonight, the fire didn’t flicker, it is lit and burning strong!

COREY TAYLOR: Yeah yeah Martinez, you enjoy your metaphors. But I’ll give credit is due, Matt Kurtis was a warrior tonight; and so was Duncan Aries. There’s
your match of the night right there.

ROB MARTINEZ: No shame in losing like Aries did here tonight, these two beat the living hell out of one another. Aries proved there’s no quit in him, but
he’s not walking out of here with what he really wanted: a win and a spot in the Hardcore Tournament at “Misgivings!” A huge, huge victory for Matthew
Kurtis — and that’s not hyperbole.

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Vincent and Zeke walk out to the tune of Lester Flatt and Earl Scrugs’ “The Beverly Hillbillies” theme. The crowd shows them no love as they walk down
the aisle.

JENNY JERSEY: Making their way to the ring at a total combined weight of six hundred and four pounds, representing FTC, VINCENT BLACK AND CUZIN’ ZEKE!
Zeke shakes a few hands as Vincent just walks on to the ring.

“Oddities” by ICP hits the speakers and from the back to a huge ovation and alot of “Miss You” signs comes The Freak and Shut Down.

JENNY JERSEY: And introducing their opponents at a total combined weight of five hundred pounds even, The Freak and Shut Down… THE FREAK SHOW!

The Freak hands out anatomically correct dolls ofhimself as Shut Down does the same. Some of their other hand-outs include the t-shirts from their match
against Scottie Snow and The Phoenix, the Beth Phoenix dolls as well as the Al Snow dolls. Shut Down hands out the La Reina dolls, these are now collectors
items because she has been revealed to be Wild Chilled. The fans are glad for the gifts, and are sad to see Freak and Shut Down go. A chant of “Freak Show”
erupts in the crowd as the crowd gives back to these two men the only way they can, Freak and Shut Down stop for a moment and look out into the crowd.
They step up the steps and into the ring.

DING DING

All four men are in the ring, neither backing down from the other. Vincent is mouthing off to Shut Down while Freak and Zeke are mouthing off to each other;
referee Alan Stone is trying to get one man from each team to start off the match. Freak and Zeke decide to start off the match against each other.

ROB MARTINEZ: And we’re off.

COREY TAYLOR: Rob, you should be called Mr. Obvious, you know that?

Freak with a double leg takedown, he begins a ground and pound technique. On the mat everyone is the same height and Freak is using his MMA skills to his
advantage as he locks Zeke in a triangle choke submission hold. Zeke fights back from the hold to land back on Freak, effectively breaking the choke. Freak
immediately bounces back up to his feet diving at Zeke’s left leg, Zeke sidesteps the move to pound a forearm into Freak’s back. Freak hits the canvas,
Zeke with a leg drop on the back of his neck. Zeke rolls the former Rebel Pro Tag Team Champion over onto his back, Zeke drops an elbow onto empty space
as Freak rolls out of the way and up to his feet. Freak dives for another leg shot, but Zeke avoids it once again, but Freak spins immediately catching
Zeke in the back of the knee with a Mui Tai kick that sends him down to one knee. Freak with a side headlock and a left fist into his upturned face. Zeke
powers up to a vertical base with Freak’s arm between his legs. Zeke lifts up, sidewalk slam to Freak. Cuzin’ Zeke bounces into the ropes, knee drop to
the side of Freak’s head. Both Shut Down and Vincent are itching to get into the match and it won’t be long before they disregard everything and start
going at it. Zeke reaches out, tagging in Vincent who laughs at Shut Down. Vincent lifts Freak onto his shoulders, running powerslam to the canvas. Vincent
looks over to Shut Down and waves him into the match.

ROB MARTINEZ: I don’t know if that is smart Vincent.

Cuzin’ Zeke rushes past the side stepping Vincent with a massive spear takes Shut Down through the ropes to the outside. Zeke quickly rushes back over
to his corner and on the apron. Vincent lifts Freak up, forearm shot sends him in the corner. Black with a chop to the chest of Freak before he slams a
knee into the shortest man in the match. Black places a hand on Freak’s throat before coming with another knee shot to his midsection. Freak blocks the
knee with a lifted knee of his own. Black holds at his knee before Freak dives out taking out the planted knee of Vincent Black. Vincent hits the canvas,
Freak quickly grabs the ankle, flipping over Black’s body torquing the leg at an extreme ackward angle. Freak mounts Vincent with a barrage of rights and
lefts, but here comes Zeke back into the match. Freak immediately up in a crouching position as Zeke charges in. Freak lowers his body, Zeke is sent up
and over to land on his back. Freak spins around to meet the charging Zeke once again. Hip toss sends Zeke back over; Freak is looking very good in this
match so far. Zeke is back up again, his anger coming to the surface. Zeke charges in, Freak lowers his head. Vincent with a double axehandle smash to
his boys distracts Freak allowing Zeke to plant a boot right on the top of his head. Zeke gets him in a piledriver position, Black adds his strength to
the move as Freak’s skull is smashed into the canvas.

COREY TAYLOR: FTC dominating as usual.

ROB MARTINEZ: Both men have forgotten about Shut Down.

Indeed they have as Shut Down levels both men with a double clothesline. Black tries to roll back up, stomp by Shut Down. Zeke is rolling up, big boot
to his face sends him out of the ring and onto his back. Shut Down turns back to Black who is shaking his head to clear his head. Shut Down pounds a forearm
into his face. Shut Down with a right hand to his temple and the two biggest men in Rebel Pro are fighting. Shut Down with a knife edge chop to Vincent’s
chest. Black is still trying to clear the cobwebs as Shut Down hoists him up on the top turnbuckle; surely not. They can’t, he isn’t… he does. Shut Down
with a top rope belly to belly superplex shakes the ring from the impact of the big… big… very big move. Shut Down rolls back up to his feet, big leg
drop across his throat as he makes a cover.

One…

Two…

Vincent kicks out with some authority as he keeps the match going. Shut Down is cool with this as he sends Vincent into the ropes, he rebounds as Shut
Down drops to the canvas. Freak launches himself at Black’s legs taking him down. Shut Down rolls out of the ring and to his corner as Freak pulls Black
back up to a kneeling position. Freak with a wristlock on Black, he reaches out for the legal tag. Shut Down steps over the top rope, big boot to Black’s
face, a boot to his shoulder, Shut Down with a axe handle smash to Black’s shoulder as well for good measure. Freak steps through the ropes to the ring
apron. Shut Down sends Black into the ropes, Zeke reaches up, pulling down the top rope and catches Black on the outside. Shut Down looks on as the two
men are regrouping on the outside. He takes a running start, big man plancha over the top rope squashes both members of FTC on the outside.

ROB MARTINEZ: Holy Schnikies!

COREY TAYLOR: I think he broke them.

Shut Down pulls himself up with the help of the announce table before he stomps on the face of Vincent Black. He rolls the former Carolinas Champion into
the ring before following in after him. Shut Down steps purposefully on Black’s face one more time before hitting the ropes for a leg drop, but Vincent
rolls back out of the ring, Shut Down crashes hard on his butt fromthe missed leg drop. Black takes this oppurtunity to roll back into the ring with a
big smirk on his face. He lifts Shut Down up to his feet, powerful right hand to his face, another to his midsection. Swinging neckbreaker takes him down
to the canvas. Vincent looks over at Freak who is watching on, Black bends down to pull Shut Down back up. Thigh kick from the Freak, dang where did he
come from so quickly? Freak with a second before spinning to deliver another kick to the back of Vincent’s knee. Freak with a side headlock, but Vincent
powers Freak up aiming for an atomic drop. Shut Down trips him with a kick to his ankles, Freak turns the going to be atomic drop into a diving bulldog.
Freak locks on a crossface chicken wing submission hold, but here comes Zeke back into the fight. He slams a shoulder into Shut Down before Freak can nail
a picture perfect dropkick sending him back down to the canvas. Shut Down up quickly lifting the man from Turkey Cross up for a body slam; he motions for
the Freak to get ready. Shut Down lifts Zeke up, a scoop slam; Freak hits the ropes. Shut Down drops down to one knee, shoving Freak up into the air as
he stands up, Freak with a very high elevated body splash on Zeke, he stays for the cover. Referee Alan Stone refuses to count the pin because Zeke is
not the legal man. Freak and Shut Down begin to exchange words with Alan, but he still refuses to count.

COREY TAYLOR: They have got to realize that Zeke isn’t the legal man, great call by Referee Alan Stone.

ROB MARTINEZ: Only because Zeke would surely have been pinned there.

Meanwhile Black has gotten back up to his feet, forearm to the back of Shut Down sends him into Freak who falls into Alan Stone. Luckily Alan only got
a small shove, so he stays upright. Black nails Freak with a big boot as Shut Down gets back up to his feet after the surprise blow. Black spins around
at the sound of Shut Down running, he drops down to a prone position, Shut Down nearly splashes Freak in the corner. Black rolls Shut Down up for a pin.
One…

Two…

Freak sstomps on Vincent’s back, the pin attempt is broken up. Here comes Zeke back into the fight, he is holding his ribs as he pulls Freak into a front
facelock. Single arm DDT and Freak is on the canvas, but Zeke isn’t finished with the former MMA fighter just yet. Zeke whips him into the ropes, Zeke
catches him mid-ring; Arn Anderson spinebuster plants him firmly on the canvas. Mikey saunters down to the ring, he is carrying the World Title over his
left shoulder, a smile on his face as FTC is dominating this here contest once again. Zeke looks up to see Mikey there as Black stands with Shut Down’s
head in his hand. Mikey orders Zeke and Black to do some move, Zeke goes over to Black. They both hook Shut Down, lift him up, double vertical suplex,
they stall for just a moment, he comes crashing down; the crowd goes silent. The silence lasts only a moment before the booing overwhelms the entire building.
COREY TAYLOR: Massive vertical suplex.

ROB MARTINEZ: I think the ring may be broken.

Zeke rolls Freak out of the ring, thanks to Mikey’s orders; Black doesn’t look pleased at being given orders, but does what Mikey says. Black sends Shut
Down into the ropes, he drops to one knee catching Shut Down on his return trip. Standing up, he grunts from the weight, Somoan drop onto the canvas. Zeke
comes into the ring, after disposing of Freak for the moment. Zeke drops a knee onto Shut Down’s face before both him and Vincent take an ankle and nearly
rip the legs right off of Shut Down as they try to tear him like a wishbone. Shut Down is holding between his legs at the huge amount of pain there as
Zeke leans over the ropes getting orders from Mikey, he turns to Black. Vincent nods as he sends him into the ropes. Shut Down rebounds, double back body
drop, Zeke into the ropes with a leg drop. He nails the leg drop and rolls off of Shut Down. Here comes Black with a leg drop of his own, he connects as
well. Freak dives into the ring as Black makes the cover. Referee Alan Stone doesn’t even tet to count one as Freak plants a front kick right into Black’s
skull. He turns to catch the charging Zeke with a spinning roundhouse kick that sends him over the top rope. Freak lifts Black up to his feet, jumping
knee into the face, Black is staggered. Freak jumps up, bringing Black’s face down into his lifted knee, Black is busted open from the viciousness of the
blow. Freak spins around sweeping Black’s legs out from under him, Mikey Massacre is outraged on the outside trying to regroup his troops. Mikey gets Zeke
back on the apron and quickly rushes over to Vincent to pull him out of the ring. Mikey succeeds in doing so and berates Black for his total lack of concentration,
Black is pissed, but hiding it fairly well. He points up to Zeke and mimics a tag, Black shoves Mikey out of the way before stepping onto the ring apron.
ROB MARTINEZ: A little fighting among FTC?

COREY TAYLOR: Playful shrugging Rob, that’s all.

Black angrily tags in Zeke, who comes in with revenge on his mind. Freak dives forward, even flow DDT sends him down to the canvas. Mikey claps for Zeke,
who is doing well… now. Mikey yells something up to Black, who ignores him and watches the match. Shut Down is getting back up to his feet, as Zeke belly
to back suplexes Freak across the ring, he goes after Freak. Shut Down with a running clothesline takes the Carolinas Champion down. Shut Down doesn’t
stop as he nails Vincent with a boot in the face; Black is sent down to the floor. Shut Down turns around to look at Zeke laying on the canvas holding
at his lower back. Mikey Massacre is furious and slaps Vincent in the face to try and wake him up as he yells at him to do something.

ROB MARTINEZ: Vincent isn’t going to like that.

COREY TAYLOR: Um… Mikey is just making sure Vincent isn’t in a coma.

ROB MARTINEZ: Weak, that was just weak.

Shut Down lifts Zeke up, putting him in position…

ROB MARTINEZ: Shake Machine!

COREY TAYLOR: Will you just shut the *bleep* up Rob? I am tired of you and your shit! Just shut the *bleep* up!

Shut Down covers Zeke as Mikey is still trying to revive Vincent.

One…

Two…

Three.

DING! DING! DING!

Mikey looks up, he gets even more furious as he stomps back stage to try and get ready for his match against Chad Kurtis.

ROB MARTINEZ: Mikey doesn’t look too happy here right now.

JENNY JERSEY: Winners of the match, the team of Freak and Shut Down… The Freak Show!

Zeke rolls out of the ring, holding at his lower back as he and Vincent limp backstage. Vincent stops, turning to the ring where Shut Down is looking at
him. Vincent mouths “When you return, you and me.” Shut Down nods his agreement before the two FTC members make their way backstage. The crowd fills the
arena with chants of “Freak Show!” as they stay out here during the brief intermission.

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INTERMISSION

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***DVD EXCLUSIVE***

Vincent and Zeke walk through the curtain to meet a red faced and highly pissed off Mikey Massacre. Chet Whetleson steps from a door, but neither of the
three men notice him. Chet flips a button on the microphone so that the audio is heard in the arena.

MIKEY MASSACRE: What do you two think you are playing at?!

VINCENT BLACK: We lost Mikey, Zeke dropped the ball.

ROB MARTINEZ: Folks, listen to what is going on here backstage.

COREY TAYLOR: Cut the mic, we don’t need to hear this.

ZEKE: I… didn’ts… drops.. the ball.

MIKEY MASSACRE: No Zeke you didn’t, you both dropped the ball. I’m not so sure either one of you ever had the ball.

Black looks down at Mikey.

VINCENT: In case you didn’t notice, my head met concrete when I was knocked from the ring apron.

ZEKE: Yeahs… its… nots… our faults…

MIKEY MASSACRE: Whatever we do, we must look like a cohesive unit when I beat Chad Kurtis for the belt next match.

Mikey taps the belt as he looks into the future.

MIKEY MASSACRE: You two dropped the ball…

VINCENT: You just make sure you don’t drop the ball Mikey.

Vincent shoves a finger into Mikey’s ace. Zeke quickly gets between the two angry men.

ZEKE: Fellers… no needs… for this… We gots to gets along.

Mikey and Vincent stare at each other from across Zeke, they nod in agreement.

VINCENT: For now anyways…

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JENNY JERSEY: The following match is set for one fall and is your co-main event of the evening. The match will be contested under Mikey’s Rules and is
for the Rebel Pro World Heavyweight Championship!

Cheers

“They say I’m cocky…” The rest is drowned out as the sold out crowd rises to their feet collectively and Chad rushes from the back. He sprints to the
ring slapping hands along the way, sliding in under the bottom rope, he leaps to the top turnbuckle with his arms splayed out to the crowd.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing the challenger, from Paducah Kentucky now fighting out of Durham North Carolina, he weighs in at two hundred and thirty pounds….
he is “THE SHOW” CHAD KURTIS!

“Heavy Metal Machine” blasts its way through the speakers and from the back, to a chorus of boos, struts Mikey Massacre. Mikey holds up the Rebel Pro World
Heavyweight Championship for all of the crowd to see before flicking them and Chad off in the ring.

JENNY JERSEY: He hails from Albuquerque, New Mexico he stands at six feet even and weighs in at two hundred and thirty-five pounds. He is your Rebel Pro
Heavyweight Champion…. MIKEY MASSACRE!

Mikey goes to slap the one fan’s hand that is outstretched before putting a bird right into his face and laughing as he walks up the ring steps and into
the ring.

Jimmy Johnson has both men in the center of the ring, explaining the match to both men before he checks them both for any thing illegal. After a fruitless
search of both men, Jimmy nods over to Jenny Jersey who taps the bell with the hammer.

DING DING

Chad and Mikey circle each other, both waiting for an opening in the other’s defense. Mikey lunges forward, Chad meets him, they both collide with a collar
and elbow tie up, Mikey begins forcing Chad backwards into the corner. Chad plants his back foot, he then begins to force Mikey backwards until they are
once again in the center of the ring. Chad drops the collar and elbow, an arm drag takes Mikey down to the canvas where Chad locks on a side headlock to
begin wearing Mikey down for the CK Finale. Mikey shoves towards the ropes, but Chad leans back torqueing the neck a bit causing Mikey’s hand to drop from
mid-air to the mat. Jimmy Johnson gets in Mikey’s face to check on his condition, but Mikey refuses to submit as he lunges for the ropes, he has them.
Jimmy Johnson is there counting to five as Chad holds on for as long as he possibly can.

COREY TAYLOR: Chad risking a disqualification here in the early going.

ROB MARTINEZ: This match means a lot to both men, Chad is not going to be disqualified.

Mikey gets up, twisting his neck to get the kink out of it, Chad rushes over, Mikey lifts a knee into his midsection. Mikey pulls Chad’s head under his
arm, he lifts him up into the air, flipping the fans the bird, before dropping him on the canvas with his stalling vertical suplex. Mikey covers Chad for
the pin.

One…

Two…

Thr–Kickout!

Mikey pulls Chad back up to his vertical base before locking on a cobra clutch, he sends Chad back down to the mat with a cobra clutch leg sweep. Mikey
rolls down to the feet of Chad Kurtis where he grabs his left ankle locking him in an anklelock, wearing down Chad’s vertical base. Chad kicks, but Mikey
nimbly avoids the oncoming foot to the submission hold in. Mikey orders referee Jimmy Johnson to check if Chad is wanting to submit, Jimmy does and Chad
does not. Mikey stands up with the anklelock still locked in, he slams a knee into Chad’s left knee. Mikey raises his foot, he slams a foot down on the
inside of Chad’s knee. Mikey is wearing down “The Show” and the fans are letting him know that they don’t appreciate it. Mikey raises his foot again, Chad
kicks out at the right time connecting solidly with Mikey’sleft kneecap. Mikey drops the anklelock, holding at his kneecap; Chad rolls over to the ropes
where he pulls himself up with their assistance. Mikey is still clutching at his knee when Chad comes charging over, Mikey throws out an arm spinning around
to quickly catch Chad in a rear waistlock, Mikey with a German suplex sends Chad’s skull crashing into the canvas. Mikey rolls back up, another German
suplex.

COREY TAYLOR: Mikey is making mincemeat out of Chad Kurtis.

ROB MARTINEZ: Chad blocks the third German suplex!

The crowd goes wild, Mikey still has him in position, but Chad is holding onto the top rope. Jimmy Johnson begins counting the mandatory five count and
as he reaches four, Mikey releases the rear waistlock. Chad spins around faking a kick with his left foot, he connects with a swift toe kick to Mikey’s
jaw sending him sprawling. Mikey lands on one knee, trying to keep from falling down to the mat entirely, Chad rushes over, a roundhouse kick to Mikey’s
temple sends him rolling towards the ropes where Mikey clings for dear life. Chad calmly backs off while Mikey is pointing to him for Jimmy Johnson’s benefit.
Mikey pulls himself up, wiping at a trickle of blood that comes from his bottom lip; the sight of the blood infuriates Mikey, he charges at Chad. “The
Show” with an arm drag takes him down to the canvas, Chad backs up, the infuriated Mikey is back up to his feet. He charges Chad again, another arm drag
takes Mikey down. Chad rolls back up and Chad is now just toying with Mikey, but Mikey knows this so he rolls out of the ring. Mikey heads over to the
table where his title belt is, after grabbing it, he begins to head backstage.

ROB MARTINEZ: What does he think he is doing.

COREY TAYLOR: Most people call it… leaving. What a concept huh?

Mikey is halfway up the ramp, pointing to his head and smiling, as Chad just merely stands in the ring, a calm expression on his face. Jimmy Johnson is
up to a count of five when…

“I’m A Rebel” hits the speakers and from the back comes Rebel Pro Owner, Larry Gordon with a microphone in his hand. Mikey’s chin drops down to his chest,
before a look of anger crosses his features.

LARRY GORDON: Mikey meh boy, I failed to mention that when I agreed to this stipulation of your’s that if you get counted out… you lose the Rebel Pro
Heavyweight Championship. Just call it an old man’s oversight.

Mikey is furious as Jimmy’s count resumes at eight.

LARRY GORDON: Better hurry Mikey, the count is up to eight.

Mikey sprints forward to dive under the bottom rope just before Jimmy counts the dreaded number ten. Larry looks on before deciding to walk on down to
ringside and join the announce team for this match. Chad with an elbow drop to Mikey’s neck as he hangs half in and half out of the ring. Chad pulls him
on into the ring peppering him with rights and lefts. Chad locks in a half nelson trying to wear down his neck, Mikey begins to fight out of it, Chad slams
him down to the canvas with a half nelson suplex. Mikey is motionless on the mat.

ROB MARTINEZ: Great call there Mr. Gordon.

LARRY GORDON: I figured Mikey would try something like this.

COREY TAYLOR: Rob may kiss your butt, but I ain’t. What gives you the right to do that to Mikey?

LARRY GORDON: Corey, the fact that I am the owner and you would do well to remember that.

Rob snickers into his microphone as the match inside the ring is picking up some intensity. Chad has Mikey up for a vertical suplex, he drops Mikey on
his head instead, he covers the current Rebel Pro Champ.

One…

Two…

Thr–Mikey kicks out, but just barely before the three.

Chad pulls Mikey back up, right hand to the face, Chad sweeps the legs out from under Mikey and quick as a cat, slams a right foot into Mikey’s temple.
Chad looks out to the pumped up crowd who are chanting his name, he nods to them. Chad pulls Mikey up to a vertical base, he is going for the CK Finale.
ROB MARTINEZ: Chad dropped Mikey, what happened?

COREY TAYLOR: I guess he countered somehow.

LARRY GORDON: I sense something fishy, but I didn’t see anything.

Chad is holding at his crotch in obvious pain and Mikey is spitting from his mouth, wiping the taste of something out of his mouth. Oh My God, he bit Chad’s
crotch, he bit Chad’s crotch. Corey Taylor is laughing himself to death as Rob and Larry Gordon are sickened at the thought of how low, literally, Mikey
will go for a victory.

COREY TAYLOR: Mikey hits the MM Finale!

Mikey covers Chad after hitting the CK Finale, but he places his feet on the top rope after Jimmy Johnson gets in position.

One…

Two…

Three.

DING! DING! DING!

Mikey goes to bring his feet down, but he can’t move, he rolls over a bit so he can see. Larry Gordon is standing there with his hands holding Mikey’s
feet on the ropes and shaking his head. He motions for Jenny to come over here, he swhispers something into her lovely ear before she brings the mic to
her lips. Larry removes his hands from Mikey’s feet before heading back to the announce table.

JENNY JERSEY: Rebel Pro Owner, Larry Gordon, has over turned this ruling. Mikey Massacre did not win the match, instead Mr. Gordon has ordered that this
match continue.

Mikey looks furiously over at Larry Gordon before flipping him the double finger salute, Larry only smiles back.

JENNY JERSEY: Larry Gordon has also declared that the remainder of this match will be contested under Rebel Rules.

Mikey can’t believe it, he goes through the ropes, heading for Larry Gordon, but something has his foot. He turns his head to see Chad Kurtis standing
there holding his foot, but Mikey is tangled in the ropes. Chad springs to the middle rope, before flipping himself over the top to come down with a leg
drop across Mikey’s skull. Mikey flips and flops out of the ring to land on his back on the outside where Chad picks him up and whips him into the ringpost.
Chad leaps to the apron, running along the edge before diving off with a bulldog that sends Mikey’s head into the concrete at ringside. Chad rolls Mikey
over and up to his feet before he rolls him inside the ring. Here comes Vincent Black and Cuzin’ Zeke to Mikey’s rescue. Zeke with a big right hand that
stumbles Chad back into Vincent’s waiting arms, he slams his head into the steel ring post. Black hits the New Hope on Chad before throwing him to Zeke,
the crowd are letting Zeke and Black have it. The boos turn to cheers as Matthew, fresh from his win earlier, and Jonothan sprint down to the ringside
area. Zeke and Black meet them head on though with a barrage of fists and kicks.

ROB MARTINEZ: Back up is here boys!

COREY TAYLOR: Come on Zeke and Vincent!

Matthew slams a fist into Black’s skull rocking him backwards, but Zeke has Jonothan bent over backwards on the railing. Inside the ring, Mikey has dragged
Chad’s lifeless body to the center of the ring as he locks in the New Mexican Cloverleaf so that the can watch the action while causing Chad huge amounts
of pain. Matthew slams a forearm into Black’s throat before turning to kick Zeke in the ribs so that he helps Jonothan out. Zeke falls off of Jonothan,
but the youngest Kurtis slams a beer bottle into Zeke’s face busting the Carolinas Champion open, Matthew receives a boot into the face from Black that
backs him down from the fight. Black pounds on Matthew as they head to the curtain leading to the backstage area. Jonothan somehow has Zeke heading back
there as well and just before they pass through the curtain Jonothan nails a roundhouse kick to Zeke’s skull sending him to the floor; the curtain closes.
ROB MARTINEZ: Bluegrass Mafia 2.0 coming down to keep their word.

COREY TAYLOR: Why did they have to get involved?

LARRY GORDON: Well boys, I guess I need to go and sort this mess out.

Chad is in the ropes, pulling himself up forcing Mikey to break the hold from the position. Mikey drops Chad’s feet, Chad falls back to the canvas; Mikey
pulls him up with a wheelbarrow position, he spins Chad around, tossing him mid-spin to slide across the ring. Mikey walks over to where Cha d is lying,
breathing heavily and holding at his lower back, he pulls Chad up to a vertical base.

ROB MARTINEZ: Mikey is going for the Mannyplex.

COREY TAYLOR: And he shakes the ring with the impact of Chad’s body meeting the canvas.

But Mikey isn’t through here, he stalks around Chad, taunting him to get up and fight like the man he supposedly is, Chad struggles up but the New Mexican
Cloverleaf has done some damae to his back. Mikey lifts Chad back up, he sets him up for the Everplex and nails it beautifully, but doesn’t make the cover.
COREY TAYLOR: Mikey is showing Chad Kurtis why he is the true champion.

ROB MARTINEZ: That cloverleaf submission has hurt Chad’s back, can he fight back from this?

Mikey whips Chad into the ropes… Astrosplex! Chad is down, Chad is hurt, but Chad is not out, Chad can’t be out. The crowd in the arena are getting behind
Chad here, trying to get him back into the match. Mikey flips them the bird as he hoists Chad up for his stalling vertical suplex, he shoots them the bird…
Chad counters into a small package rollup.

One…

Two…

Thre–NO! Mikey manages to reverse the roll up into one of his own.

One…

Two…

Thr–Chad kicks out, using the momentum to get back to his feet quickly. He hits the ropes, B.M.E onto Mikey who is slammed back into the canvas, but Chad
isn’t finished, he is going to ride this adrenaline as long as he can. He leaps to the top turnbuckle.

ROB MARTINEZ: Prime Time Splash!

COREY TAYLOR: Come on Mikey, you can’t let him get the momentum.

Chad quickly lifts Mikey, Irish whip, Chad leaps to the top rope.

ROB MARTINEZ: Show Time to a running Mikey Massacre! Geeze Chad is burning the remainder of his energy, but he is hurting Mikey in the process.

COREY TAYLOR: Come on Mikey!

Chad pulls himself back up, he is obviously gassed now, but he looks out to the crowd, hoping for one last rush of energy from them. They are doing their
best to give him all they’ve got, he pulls Massacre up, and sets him up for a back drop driver, he calls it the Star Maker. He lifts Mikey up, but Mikey
turns at the last second causing Chad to fall beneath his weight, Massacre crashes on top of him. Mikey shakes his head as he drags himself over to the
turnbuckle to begin pulling himself up to a vertical base. After regaining his vertical base, he stumble walks over to Chad’s body, pulling him up to his
feet. He hoists Chad up and drops him.

COREY TAYLOR: The MM Finale! What an innovative move from Mikey Massacre.

ROB MARTINEZ: How typical of Mikey to try and end the match with his opponent’s finisher.

COREY TAYLOR: You lying bastard, Mikey invented that move.

Mikey drapes an arm over Chad, referee Jimmy Johnson is there.

One…

Two…

Three.

DING! DING! DING!

The crowd is booing the heck out of Mikey Massacre, they don’t like him anymore and may never like him again. Mikey doesn’t care as he raises his own hand
into the air, smiling through his thick beard, he points to himself.

JENNY JERSEY: The winner of the match and STIIIIILL Rebel Pro Heavyweight Champion…. “The Sellout” Mikey Massacre!

Vincent Black and Cuzin’ Zeke come out to ringside, looking a little worse for wear, appearing as though they really don’t want to be there, and lift Mikey
on their shoulders. Mikey laughs and acts like he doesn’t deserve the attention, but knowing that he enjoys every single minute of it.

ROB MARTINEZ: Mikey has done it, he has destroyed the hopes of Chad Kurtis.

COREY TAYLOR(sniffling): Isn’t it beautiful?

The three men begin to walk backstage as the crowd boos them heavily out of the arena.

ROB MARTINEZ: But Corey, the next match is one that is a year in the making.

COREY TAYLOR: Really?

ROB MARTINEZ: Yes ever since Rex hired Bubba J, these two began butting heads almost immediately.

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ROB MARTINEZ: What the…? I’m receiving word from backstage that neither Bubba J or Rexy are backstage!

COREY TAYLOR: I know for a fact Bubba is here! We shared the better part of a twelve-pack for lunch.

ROB MARTINEZ: Well, I don’t know, we were all expecting this match to go on tonight after it being promised week after week. I don’t know what to say!
COREY TALOR: Caliber probably got cold feet.

ROB MARTINEZ: Not exactly sure what to do, this is legit, folks, we figured the next match would go the better part of thirty minutes, not sure how we
are going to fill the time.

COREY TALOR: I have a few ideas–

ROB MARTINEZ: –wait a second! Coming through the crowd? Is that?

COREY TALOR: Holy hell… it’s, it’s…. the beautiful bald head of none other than the Ragin’ Redneck himself, Bubba J!

ROB MARTINEZ: No it’s not… that’s the beautiful bald head of Rex Caliber!

COREY TALOR: It’s both of them!

ROB MARTINEZ: It’s both of them!

COREY TALOR: They’re brawling through the crowd…where the heck did they come from?

ROB MARTINEZ: I don’t know, but they’re coming this way!

Bubba and Rex are exchanging fists in the middle of the crowd! Bubba with a knee to Rex’s gut, but Rex responds with a big headbutt and drags him towards
the announcer’s table.

ROB MARTINEZ: This is how their last planned match started… I hope this match doesn’t end the way that one did!

COREY TALOR: Rex must have jumped Bubba backstage!

ROB MARTINEZ: I don’t know who jumped who, something tells it was mutual. Something tells me they couldn’t wait to get started!

Rex throws Bubba over the guard rail and follows him over it. He picks him and tries to roll him into the ring but Bubba responds with an elbow to the
gut. And Bubba tries to throw Rex’s head into the corner of the ring apron but its blocked. Rex with an elbow of his own. Rex bashes his head into the
corner of the apron! And he rolls him into the ring.

ROB MARTINEZ: Appears as if Rex wants Bubba in the ring! Bubba, clearly not the better technician of the two, would probably prefer things stay outside
the ring.

COREY TALOR: He’s the greatest brawler REBEL has ever known, c’mon.

ROB MARTINEZ: I cannot argue with you there.

Rex pushes Bubba J into the corner, whips him across the ring! Bubba hits it hard, but runs forward and clotheslines Rex to the ground! Rex immediately
to his feet. A lock-up, Bubba forces Rex into the corner. Punch from Bubba! Another—no! Blocked. Rex with a shot to Bubba’s big gut. Another. Rex grabs
Bubba and switches places with him. Knife edge chop! Another! Irish whip, Bubba reverses with a short-arm clothesline. Ducked by Rex! Rex with a waistlock.
He tries for a German but Bubba elbows his way out of it and reverses the waistlock. And he rolls Rex up!

Rex rolls backwards at the one-count and gets to his feet, tying up with Bubba. Bubba with a big knee to the gut. Another! Forearm shots to the back! But
Rex springs up! Side elbow. Side elbow! He goes for a rolling elbow but Bubba reverses with a arm ringer takedown! And a big boot to the head of Rex! Rex
tries to get to his feet but he is met by another kick to the face from the Ragin’ Redneck, no! Rex grabs the leg, spins Bubba around, clothesline! Bubba
to his feet but Rex cinches in a sleeperhold. Bubba runs around the ring, trying to thwart it, but to no avail.

ROB MARTINEZ: Rex trying to gain back the momentum by slowing the big man down!

Bubba with two elbows that break the hold. Bubba runs off of the ropes, right into a hip toss from Rex! He gets to his feet, Rex whips him off of the ropes.
Ducks his head for a back body but Bubba finds it with his foot! Bubba runs at Rex, only to be powerslammed! And he’s going for the Rings of Rex! No! Bubba
manages to escape and roll out of the ring… Rex grabs his leg and pulls him back in, now he’s going for the Nexus Cloverleaf! But Bubba kicks him away
from him! Both men to their feet, lock-up. Bubba with a knee to the gut, Rex responds with a knife edge chop! Bubba with a punch, blocked. Rex with a punch,
blocked. Bubba with another knee to the gut! Forearm shots across the back. Rex springs forward with a single-leg takedown! Both men to their feet, they
lock-up. Rex forces Bubba into the corner. Knife edge chop! Irish whip into the opposite corner, Bubba reverses! Bubba runs in after Rex but Rex springs
off of the turnbuckle and meets Bubba with a flying knee! Bubba falls to the ground, Rex goes to pick him up… low blow!

ROB MARTINEZ: And that’s how Bubba wants to take control back? Typical!

COREY TAYLOR: No rules, baby!

Bubba takes the padding off of one of the turnbuckles! He grabs Rex and throws his head into the exposed turnbuckle… no! Rex with a drop toe hold that
sends Bubba into the metal! He gets on top of Bubba and punches away, not allowing the squirming Redneck to go anywhere. Now he’s taking the white tape
off of his fist. He picks up Bubba’s head and is ramming his fist into it! The crowd loves it! He gets off of Bubba… whose forehead is bloody!

COREY TAYLOR: Disqualify Rex!

Rex waits for Bubba to get to his feet. Bubba uses the ropes to get to his feet. Rex runs in for a Superkick, ducked by Bubba! Bubba clotheslines Rex over
the top-rope! Rex falls to the outside. Bubba wipes the blood from his eyes and forehead. He goes through the ropes and stands on the ring apron as Rex
gets to his feet. Flying clothesline! Bubba grabs a steel chair and raises it high in the air, eliciting boos from the crowd. Rex gets to his feet…

CRACK!

Rex falls to one knee. Bubba winds up, swings it… caught by Rex! He stands, swings it at Bubba, ducked! Bubba with an atomic drop! He grabs the chair
from Rex. Swings it… Superkick from Caliber into the chair into Bubba! Rex takes a moment to catch his breath and tend to his groin. He grabs the Redneck
and tries to roll him into the ring. But Bubba manages to rake the eyes of Rex! Bubba staggers from the ring, knowing Rex could easily pin him if he rolled
him in. Rex follows him, grabs him and tries to roll him in—Bubba with a headbutt! Rex staggers back, forward… right into a Big Boot! Bubba grabs the
chair as Rex gets to his feet…

CRACK!

Rex sent crashing into the barricade with a dazed look on his face, blood trickling down his forehead Bubba reaches under the ring… he pulls out two
tables! He sets one up. Then the other. Here comes Rex. They exchange punches. Bubba takes the advantage with a series of rights and lefts. He picks up
Rex, scoop and a slam! Picks him back up… flapjack on the barricade! Rex’s neck hits the barricade and he bounces back, holding his throat. Bubba grabs
Rex. He’s going to powerbomb him through one of the tables! NO! Rex lifts Bubba up with his head and dumps him over the barricade into the crowd! Bubba
gets to his feet but not before Rex can pick up the steel chair… chair huck!

CRACK!

Bubba staggering through the crowd as security holds the fans back. Rex climbs up onto the ring apron and through the ropes. Off of the ropes and through
them, into the crowd… HEAT-SEEKING MISSILE FROM THE 245 POUND SHITHAMMER OF DESTRUCTION!

REBEL PRO! REBEL PRO! REBEL PRO! REBEL PRO! REBEL PRO! REBEL PRO!

Both men on the ground as security clears a circle for them. Rex gets to his feet and pulls Bubba up with him. Rex with a waistlock, no! Bubba with an
elbow to Rex’s head. Bubba with a lariat, ducked… Release German suplex on the CEMENT! He picks up Bubba. He drags him toward the ring.

ROB MARTINEZ: Rex trying to bring it into the ring where he can end the match!

COREY TAYLOR: Give the fans more! They—er—they deserve it!

Bubba breaks Rex’s grip. Fist! Fist! Rex staggers back. Boot to the gut of Rex. Uppercut! Rex continues to stagger backwards. Bubba grabs him but Rex fires
back with a headbutt! Side elbow! Karate chop! Karate chop! Rolling elbow! Bubba tries to maintain standing. Rex climbs up three steps. Cross body block!
NO! Caught by Bubba! Press slam to the hard cement! Bubba grabs Rex… CATAPULT INTO EMPTY CHAIRS!

Rex lies amidst several chairs. Bubba, meanwhile, is setting chairs up in the cement circle security cleared away. He sets up six of them all next to each
other! Now he’s laying closed chairs on top of those ones!

ROB MARTINEZ: What the hell is Bubba J building?

COREY TAYLOR: A fort, dipstick!

Bubba walks over to Rex who is trying to get to his feet. He drags Rex onto the Fortress of Chairs! He is going for a PILEDRIVER! NO! Rex kicks his legs
free! Rex and Bubba exchanging punches. Rex with a kick to the gut. He hoists Bubba into a fireman’s carry… DEATH VALLEY DRIVER! …NO! Bubba elbows
out of it and gets down! Kick to the gut… BUBBA PILEDRIVES REX THROUGH THE FORTRESS OF CHAIRS!

ROB MARTINEZ: WHAT MAYHEM!

COREY TAYLOR! This match should be falls count anywhere!

ROB MARTINEZ: Well, even if it was, I don’t think Bubba is in any shape to be making a pinfall! Both men are lying on the cement!

Bubba gets to his feet first and drags Rex behind him towards the ring. He is going to roll Rex into the ring… but no! He decides he’d rather make use
of the tables he set up earlier! He sets Rex up for the power bomb through a table! He hoists him up! Rex is punching at the head of Bubba… Reversed
into Rexscissors! Bubba flips onto the unforgiving ground. Bubba to his feet… but Rex springs off of the ring apron with a Pele kick! Bubba is dazed
but does not go down! Rex jumps up on the apron again… flying DDT! Rex rolls Bubba into the ring.

COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

THRE—KICKOUT FROM BUBBA!

Rex pulls Bubba up. Bubba fights back! Flying fists! Bubba Irish whips Rex. Rex ducks the clothesline, off of the opposite ropes… Running STO to the
Redneck. COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

THRE—KICKOUT!

Rex picks Bubba up. He is putting him on the top turnbuckle… setting him up for TOTAL ANNIHILATION! But Bubba with some fists to Rex. A headbutt! Another!
Rex staggers back and right into Bubba’s hands. Bubba jumps and hits him with a flying Trailer Park Trash!

COREY TAYLOR: YES!

But Bubba is in a world of pain, unable to muster the strength to crawl over to make a pinfall. Finally he does…

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

NO! NO!

FOOT ON THE ROPE!

Bubba is cursing up a storm, totally bullshit about Rex’s foot being on the bottom rope. He picks Rex up, Irish whips him into the corner! Rex hits hard.
Bubba runs in for a splash. Rex manages to get a leg up! Rex hops onto the second turnbuckle… flying bulldog! Both men slowly climb to their feet, Bubba
finding solace in the corner. Rex runs in with a flying knee that nails Bubba! Now he’s putting him up top again, going for the Total Annihilation! But
again Bubba is fighting it! They both climb up the top-turnbuckle, exchanging punches, neither able to gain the advantage! Each becomes woozy, their punches
slower and less effective. Finally their fists find the other’s head… and they BOTH FALL THROUGH THE TABLES AT RINGSIDE!

THIS IS AWE-SOME! THIS IS AWE-SOME! THIS IS AWE-SOME! THIS IS AWE-SOME!

ROB MARTINEZ: Oh my god! This match may have to be called! We may have to reschedule this bout… again!

COREY TAYLOR: Bubba would clearly win on the points.

ROB MARTINEZ: Maybe, maybe, but as it stands, but we don’t have points and both men are out cold!

Finally both men begin stirring. Without looking at the other, they each roll into the ring, staggering around as if they have no idea where they are or
what they are supposed to do. Bubba finds Rex’s head with his fist. Rex returns the favor. Back and forth. Back and forth! Neither man falls, each just
taking turns punching the other! Bubba blocks a punch. Punch to Rex! Punch to Rex! Rex stumbles back, Bubba Irish whips him, reversed by Rex! Bubba off
of the ropes, Rex catches him with a DEATH VALLEY DRIVER! COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

NO! NO!

KICKOUT!

Rex goes to the corner, bent over, getting some oxygen in his lungs. Meanwhile, Bubba is pulling himself up in the opposite corner. Rex runs in with a
Superkick, Bubba ducks it and the foot hits the exposed turnbuckle! Rex limps around the ring as Bubba goes off of the ropes… THESZ PRESS takes Rex down!
PUNCHES! PUNCHES! MORE PUNCHES! Bubba stands up, giving the dual middle fingers to all of the booing fans. He waits for Rex to stand. Kick to the gut.
TRAILER PARK TRASH! COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

THAT’S IT!

COREY TAYLOR: Bubba J once again proves he is the best wrestler REBEL has EVER seen!

ROB MARTINEZ: What a moment in REBEL history, what a match!

The fans begin applauding the match. Bubba gets to his feet, looking out at the fans, giving him applause for the first time in over a year. He nods solemnly
and looks down as Rex tries to get to his feet. He extends a hand to Rex. Rex shakes his head, not willing to risk another Trailer Park Trash. Rex gets
up to his own two feet and stares across the ring at Bubba.

THANK YOU BOTH! THANK YOU BOTH! THANK YOU BOTH! THANK YOU BOTH!

Slowly, almost reluctantly, Bubba extends a hand. Rex looks confused but steps forward. Slowly, almost reluctantly, he shakes Bubba’s hand. They hold up
each other’s arms as the fans enthusiastically applaud.

COREY TAYLOR: BUBBA! What are you DOING! TRAILER PARK TRASH! Send Rex a message to NEVER come back here again!

ROB MARTINEZ: It looks like Bubba respects the match Rex gave him! And vice versa!

COREY TAYLOR: This happy shit makes me sick! What’s next—are we going to get a television deal on ABC Family? Maybe Lifetime? Give me a BREAK!

Rex Caliber and Bubba J make their way down the aisle, nodding their appreciation at the wildly applauding and cheering fans.

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CREDITS

Scottie Snow vs Jim Jonas-Kurtis

Matthew Kurtis vs Duncan Aries-Ro

Thomas Young vs Marxx-Kent

Freak Show vs FTC’s Vincent Black and Cuzin’ Zeke-Bean

Mikey Massacre vs Chad Kurtis-Bean

Rex Caliber vs Bubba J-Mike

Best of the Best 2009
October 6, 2009
Grady Cole Center-Charlotte, NC

The Grady Cole Center is packed, fans of various ages and sizes mill about waiting for the show to begin. The fans here know there are only four matches,
but that the matches are huge. Chet Whetleson walks over to one fan, the video camera behind him to record the young man’s thoughts.

CHET WHETLESON: So, what do you think about tonight’s show?

YOUNG MAN: My name is Dave and I am extremely excited about seeing Jenny Jersey inside the ring.

Chet laughs a bit as Dave blushes red.

CHET WHETLESON: So, you have a thing for Jenny?

DAVE: What sane guy doesn’t?

Chet nods giving his agreement.

CHET WHETLESON: Which match are you looking forward to?

DAVE: I think the World Title match is going to be amazing.

Jenny walks over to a twenty something man, she has a cameraman present with her as well.

JENNY JERSEY: Excuse me sir, we are wondering which match are you most looking forward to?

MAN: The finals of the Best of the Best are going to blow the roof off this place.

Jenny nods as she moves on to a young girl wearing a vintage Cuzin’ Zeke shirt.

JENNY JERSEY: Hey honey, I bet you are looking forward to the Cuzin’ Zeke match aren’t you.

The little girl nods and blushes.

GIRL: He is my favorite, no matter if he is with FTC.

Jenny pats her on the shoulder as we move to Chet, who is with a teenage girl.

CHET WHETLESON: I’m here with Tiffany and we are going to get her thoughts on the upcoming card.

TIFFANY: I just love Marxx, he is so fine, makes me want to jump up and scream.

Chet raises an eyebrow as we cut to inside the arena where Jenny Jersey is walking down into the ring to the tune of “These Boots” by Jessica Simpson.

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and Gentlemen, you are here to witness four awesome matches here tonight, the World Title match between Mikey Massacre and “The Show”
The crowd explodes.

JENNY JERSEY: The finals of the Best of the Best Tournament between The Phoenix and Scottie Snow taking on The Freak Show!

Another big pop.

JENNY JERSEY: FTC

The crowd boos loudly.

JENNY JERSEY: Taking on the Jonas Brothers.

The boos are loud, but there is a smattering of cheers from the crowd.

JENNY JERSEY: Duncan Aries taking on Marxx taking on Kid Loser in a triple threat to start off the show!

The crowd cheers.

JENNY JERSEY: And the action will begin right after the Rebel Pro theme song finishes playing to allow people to make their way to their seats.

“I’m A Rebel” hits the speakers with a loud blast, and Jenny Jersey makes her way out of the ring.

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JENNY JERSEY: The following Triple-Threat match is set for one fall!

But “I’m A Rebel” begins to play again, REBEL owner Larry Gordon steps through the curtain, microphone in hand.

LARRY GORDON: REBEL fans, I have an announcement to make. Here in REBEL Pro we take you the fans very seriously, and every wrestler is contractually obligated
to record a promo for our website, for you fans to watch, every show they’re booked on. Kid Loser has not recorded his promo for this match, he has not
answered phone calls… so Kid Loser? Is fired from this company! This next match will be a one-on-one contest now!

Gordon turns back through the curtain as the fans chant “See ya later, Loser.” “Shackler’s Revenge” by (not) Guns N’ Roses picks up. The crowd look on
as Marxx steps through the curtain. Some fans cheer, others laugh, many seem uninterested…

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first, weighing in at two-hundred and thirty one pounds… from New Brunswick, Nova Scotia, Canada… MARXX!

COREY TAYLOR: Wrestling superstar Marxx making his REBEL Pro debut tonight!

ROB MARTINEZ: “Debut?” Corey, you were at “Prove Your Worth” when the “Midnight Role Model” competed in a four-way #1 Contender’s Cup match. Well, I used
the word “competed” in a technical term — Vincent Black dominated all three opponents in that one!

COREY TAYLOR: I meant his SINGLES debut.

A Perfect Circle is next on the playlist, and that brings out Duncan Aries! He receives a decent response as he heads to the ring.

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent! Weighing two-hundred and thirty-eight pounds, from San Diego California… “THE SPADE” DUNCAN ARIES!

ROB MARTINEZ: Duncan Aries ready for a second go-round here in REBEL Pro, after a brief pitstop here last fall. One has to wonder if he’s for real this
time?

COREY TAYLOR: We’ll see what he’s made of. We saw last show that REBEL Pro is not for the faint of heart!

ROB MARTINEZ: Marxx can tell you all about that…

COREY TAYLOR: Vincent Black is a MONSTER. CAKED.

ROB MARTINEZ: *sigh*

Referee Jimmy Johnson calls for the bell.

DING DING

Collar and elbow tie-up OH! Marxx with a cheap shot to Aries. He whips his man to the ropes, back elbow is ducked, Aries off the ropes with a spinning
heel kick! Marxx gets up quickly, only to meet a roundhouse kick! Up again, Marxx charges and runs right into a flying head scissors! Marxx slaps the mat
and rolls outside, frustrated. The fans jeer him, Marxx glares…

ARIES WITH A SUICIDE DIVE! Nails Marxx, crashing him into the guard rail! He calls for a steel chair from a fan. Marxx gets up, Aries tosses him the chair
— ROUNDHOUSE! WHAMMO! FOOT TO CHAIR TO FACE! The crowd chants “REBEL, REBEL, REBEL” as Aries picks up Marxx and whips him into the guardrail. No, reversed
— CANADIAN LEG SWEEP! On the concrete! Marxx rolls Aries into the ring and follows. Aries on his feet, Marxx knees him in the gut. THE PARTY CRASHER!
One, two, kick-out by Aries. Marxx not happy with that count, but he takes Aries down and grabs a chinlock.

ROB MARTINEZ: Never a wise decision at a REBEL Pro event… these fans want their action totally non-stop!

COREY TAYLOR: Who cares about giving the fans what they want? It’s all about the win!

The crowd chants “LAZY, LAZY” at Marxx. Aries forces his way to the feet, one, two, three elbows and he’s free! He hits the ropes SNAP. Marxx with a hair
grab snaps him back to the canvas. Marxx picks his man up… THE D.S.C.! One, two, kick-out!

Marxx tosses Aries out of the ring, then follows. He picks up the nearest steel chair. He charges Aries — Aries dodges! Marxx hits the ring post with
the chair, turns around — Aries is on the ring apron DIVE! HURACANRANA ON THE OUTSIDE! Aries fires away a flurry of punches at Marxx, then tosses him
into the ring. Marxx stomps him as he gets in and Irish Whips him off. Reversed by Aries… tilt-a-whirl sideslam on Marxx! Cover one, two, kick-out! Both
men back up, Marxx swings, Aries ducks and hits a huge kick right across Marxx’s chest. The crowd “oohs” at the *thud*. Another stiff shot to Marxx, Aries
knocks the man down with a jumping knee. One, two, kick-out!

ROB MARTINEZ: Aries is building momentum here, using his martial arts prowess to great effect here!

COREY TAYLOR: At least Marxx is lasting longer than he did LAST show.

Aries picks up Marxx, looking for The Culmination — Marxx elbows him in the head. Kick to the gut — BK BOMB! Connects! ONE, TWO, KICK-OUT! Aries can’t
believe it, holding up three fingers to the referee, who raises two fingers high. Two count only. Marxx says it’s over, looking for his finisher… but
Aries gets out. Jawbreaker! Marxx bends over, holding his chin. Could have bit his tongue or busted a tooth on that AX KICK! Aries takes his man down with
authority! Aries looks for a cover, but Marxx is in the ropes.

ROB MARTINEZ: It’s no DQ in REBEL Pro, but the referee won’t count a pinfall in the ropes!

COREY TAYLOR: That’s going to cost Aries! He’s given Marxx the opportunity to come back.

Aries pulls Marxx up — LOW BLOW. Aries is staggered! Marxx rolls his man up, feet on the ropes — referee doesn’t see it! ONE! TWO!

KICK-OUT!

Marxx can’t believe it! He’s really incensed now, arguing with the referee. But Aries is getting to his feet! Marxx turns around — huge kick to the chest
stuns him! THE CULMINATION! No cover though… ARIES LOCKS ON THE ACE OF SPADES! Marxx taps out in a hurry! It’s over!

JENNY JERSEY: Here is your winner by submission, “THE SPADE” DUNCAN ARIES!

ROB MARTINEZ: Well, Marxx gave a lot more than he did in his first match in REBEL Pro Wrestling… but it wasn’t nearly enough against a very, very impressive
Duncan Aries!

COREY TAYLOR: I’ll give you that… but let’s see if he shows up for more than a handful of dates this time around!

The crowd, at any rate, has decided they like what Duncan Aries brings to the table, cheering as the referee raises his hand in victory.

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“Everyone I Went to High School With Is Dead” plays throughout the arena as the first team makes their way to the ring.

JENNY JERSEY: At a total combined weight of four hundred and sixty-six pounds here are JIM and TOMMY… THE JONAS BROTHERS!

As the Jonas’s music fades it is replaced by “Carbomb”

JENNY JERSEY: And their opponents weighing six hundred and four pounds CUZIN’ ZEKE and VINCENT BLACK… the FTC!

After dropping their titles at the top of the ramp the FTC duo hit the ring running but the Jonas Brothers are one step ahead of them as beer bottles meet
skulls. Zeke and Vincent are temporarily stunned by the 12oz assault by Tommy and Jim and the brothers continue the assault. Tommy squares off with Zeke
and Jim starts trying to take down Black. The brothers have the advantage until Vincent Black uses his size and power to impose his will on Jim. Several
clubbing blows drive Jim Jonas down to his knees. The FTC’s big man stomps brutally on the bigger of the two Jonas’ as Zeke slams Tommy hard to the mat
and follows up with an elbow-drop. Black whips Jim into the ropes and knocks him back down with a very stiff clothesline. Vincent goes for a quick pin.
But there’s still fight in Jim as he kicks out at 2.

ROB MARTINEZ: The Jonas Brothers not backing down here against the more experienced duo of Black and Zeke.

COREY TAYLOR: Jonas Brothers showing why they were Rebel Tag Champs and FTC showing why they hold everything except the Tag Championships.

Jim fires some hard rights to Vincent’s mid-section and stumbles the big man. On the other side of the ring Tommy has floored Zeke with a hard low-blow
and joins his brother in double-teaming Black. The two Jonas Brothers pound on the Number One Contender as the Carolinas Champion attempts to pull himself
together. The Jonas’ hit their Flapjack DDT on Black and Tommy covers as Jim goes to intercept Cuzin Zeke. Vincent Black kicks out at 2 as Jim sends Zeke
into the corner and follows in with a splash. While Jim maybe temporarily in charge of Cuzin Zeke it leaves Tommy trying to tackle Vincent and that’s not
a good thing for the Jonas Brothers. Black punishes the smaller Jonas brother with a Pump-Handle Slam followed by a brutal Sitdown Spinebuster. At the
same time the battle between Zeke and Jim Jonas has spilled out of the ring and the two of them exchange chair shots. Jim gains a momentary advantage as
he ducks a charge from Zeke, which causes him to run straight into the ringpost. As Zeke leans against the ringpost trying to regain his senses, Jim Jonas
slams a chair upside the back of his head, sending Zeke down to a knee. In the ring Vincent paint-brushes and insults Tommy as he notices the carnage going
on outside the ring and goes to help his partner.

ROB MARTINEZ: That wasn’t good for Zeke’s skull.

COREY TAYLOR: I don’t know who’s skull it would be good for besides your’s.

Vincent steps over the ropes and jumps down off the ring apron. Vincent picks up the chair discarded by Zeke and waffles Jim Jonas with it. With Tommy down
inside the ring the FTC members stomp away on Jim Jonas. Cuzin Zeke and Vincent Black take turns abusing Jim Jonas. Zeke with a standing Piledriver followed
up with a Two-Handed Chokeslam by Black. As the big Kentuckian and the large New Yorker trade high-impact moves on Jim Jonas they forget about or ignore
Tommy Jonas right up until he comes over the top rope in a suicide plancha that takes them both out. As the other three men are regaining their feet Jim
Jonas regains his senses and a chair and serves up wicked chairshot after wicked chairshot to both Black and Zeke. The two brothers toss Zeke into the
ring and Jim climbs in after him but Tommy floors Vincent Black with another low blow before climbing the turnbuckles and flies off with a big splash after
Jim puts the smaller (by comparison) member of the FTC team down with a Brainbuster. Tommy covers Zeke and gets a two count before Black, getting back
in the ring , breaks up the count with a hard kick to the back of Tommy’s head and then catches a charging Jim with a boot to the face. Jim Jonas Responds
with a dropkick to the small of Vincent’s back and stomps away on Zeke. Meanwhile Tommy escapes too much punishment from Zeke via his favorite maneuver
the low blow.

ROB MARTINEZ: Yet another low blow from Tommy here in this match.

COREY TAYLOR: Remind you of what you don’t have?

Enjoying the advantage the Jonas Brothers string together several impressive double-team moves but are unable to put the FTC down for the count. Everything
they go for a cover either the FTC duo’s superior power allows them to kick out or they are able to save their partner. Jim and Tommy grow increasingly
frustrated every time they are unable to put Zeke or Vincent away. Once again they leave the ring in search of weapons but this time the FTC are right
behind them. Cuzin Zeke and Vincent Black hit the brothers from behind and stop them before they get any weapons. The twosome of Zeke and Black quickly
separate the brothers and work on wearing them down. Vincent leaves Tommy laying after a particularly brutal Chokeslam into the ring steps. Zeke tosses
Jim back under the ropes after using the chair Jim picked up against him. Vincent throws Tommy between the second and top rope and then climbs in after
him. The Jonas Brothers were holding their own for a while but their luck seems to have run out. Zeke is methodically wearing down Jim and Black is toying
with Tommy like a cat would with a dead mouse.

ROB MARTINEZ: Just a matter of time now before someone gets hurt.

COREY TAYLOR: Wish it would be you.

Vincent tortures Tommy with high impact after high impact moves as Zeke starts to have his way with Jim Jonas. The FTC even take time to argue with the
fans feeling that they have things well in hand at this point. The Jonas Brothers make a last ditch effort to mount a comeback but it’s all for nothing.
Cuzin Zeke and Vincent Black nod at each other and decide to stop playing around and end the match. Each FTC member drags his opponent to the middle of
the ring or close to a corner and then Zeke connects with the Mudpuddle on Jim at the same time that Vincent hits the New Hope on Tommy. A double cover
is made with Zeke making a traditional cover on Jim and Vincent just putting a foot on Tommy chest….

One.…

Two.…

Three.….

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY:Here are your winners CUZIN ZEKE and VINCENT BLACK THE FTC!

ROB MARTINEZ: The Jonas Brothers gave it a good showing here in this contest.

COREY TAYLOR: Yeah, but FTC is a dominating presence here in professional wrestling.

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From the house speakers we hear the sound of a motorcycle revving followed by the frenetic guitar rifts opening “Tu Veneño” by Natialia Oreiro. Through
the curtain steps Rebel Pro’s luchan libremente en residencia. Corazones, his short cape covering obviously bandaged ribs, waves with one hand to the crowd
as he leans heavily with the other on a rather sturdy looking silver headed cane. Mariposas just stares intently toward the ring, or to be more precise
at Vincent Black.

With the attention turned toward them, El Rey slowly raises the microphone to his lips and motions to the crew to cut his music short.

Corizones: Para citar erroneamente a Shakespeare en propósito, no estoy aquí enterrar a Sr. Black pero elogiarlo. Vincent, usted luchó bien en nuestro encuentro
pasado y merece verdad su posición como el contender’s sostenedor de taza de. No puedo hablar para los otros dos en nuestro fósforo sino que mismo encontré
mi propio funcionamiento para ser aficionado y deseo. (To purposfully misquote Shakespear, I am here not to bury Mr. Black but to praise him. Vincent,
you fought well at our last encounter and truly deserve your position as the contender’s cup holder. I cannot speak for the other two in our match but
I myself found my own performance to be both amature and wanting.)

Casanova raises his hands in front of him and slowly begins to applaud. After a few moments his prompting spawns a smattering of like actions from the audience
but not many.

Corazones: Tristemente, es también con el corazón pesado que debo anunciar mi retiro de la arena de lucha. (Sadly, it is also with heavy heart that I must
announce my retirement from the wrestling arena.)

ROB MARTINEZ: DO WHAT?!

COREY TAYLOR: He said that he was a quitter and couldn’t hack it here in Rebel Pro.

This pronouncement raises some cries of disapointment and disbelief among Rey’s fans in attendance.

Corazones: Ahora, Vinnie, antes de que usted haga mientras que le sospecho y toma el crédito para el ” Retirar el Rey de Corazones” Quiero dejar cada uno
aquí saber que las semanas pasadas emparejan no tenían nada hacer con mi decisión. Hace varias semanas conseguí una letra de mi padre. En la nota él… Awww,
al infierno con esta mierda! (Now, Vinnie, before you do as I suspect you will and take credit for “Retiring the King of Hearts” I want to let everyone
here know that last weeks match had nothing to do with my decision. Several weeks ago I got a letter from my father. In the note he … Aw, to hell with
this shit!)

El Rey reaches up and starts to untie the lacing behind his head. As he does so he remarks … untranslated.

Corazones: I was getting tired of hiding the truth anyway.

Mariposas: ‘Bout Damned Time … Christ!

Grinning, Mari also begins to unlace her own mask. We hear an impromptu chant of “Un-Mask … Un-Mask … Un-Mask …” as a few more … rowdier fans begin
loudly humming porn music “Boom chicka Wow-wow” and shouting to Mari … “Take it All off Baby!!” After a few tence moments the masks come off and we see
that La Reina de los Mariposas is actually a striking Asian beauty and not Latino at all. While Rey seem to be of mixed blood, hard to say exactly what
race he most resembles. He shakes his head and smiles big then tosses his black and silver mask into the audience. Two of his female fans fight for it,
the winner jumping and holding it up like a home run ball at Yankee Stadium.

COREY TAYLOR: Mariposas can continue taking off if she wants to.

Corazones: There ya go Darlin’, cherish it … or sell it on Ebay. I don’t care anymore. This was the last time you guys will see “Jimmie Jamm” James Montrose
in a mask around here.

In response to a few wolf whistles El Rey, er Jimmie, looks down at his “Little Sister” and we see that Mari has not only stripped off her mask but also
most of her costume revealing several large tattoos including some tribal work and a wicked looking oriental dragon spiraling arond her left arm and shoulder.
Rey laughs and shakes his head.

Corazones: You always were a bit of an exhibitionist weren’t you Ai Mei? Heh, But no, Vincent, my leaving Rebel Pro has nothing to do with you. Several
weeks ago I received this letter. My … Our father, Doctor Victor William Montrose, is having some health problems and it seems I am needed to go and
sort through my father’s affairs and see to his business. My mind has been on that and not the squared circle. So for now … and the forseable future.
I find I must leave you all. Best of luck Mr. Black. Same to you too Zeke.

ROB MARTINEZ: Fans, I believe my announce partner is unconscious.

COREY TAYLOR: Shut up Rob, I want to remember this scene perfectly. Do you see the jugs on her?!

James Montrose drops the mic and turns toward the curtains. Just as he is about to exit, Ai Mei picks up the same microphone and looks toward the ring.
Mariposas: And just for the record, Vinnie. Your pittiful little staredown had nothing to do with me not jumping into that ring and kicking your ass the
other night.. My “Little Brother” specifically asked me NOT to interfere. The fact that I had enough self respect to honor James’s request was the only
thing that kept me from painting the canvas with your blood..

Vincent looks up and down Mariposas’ body, appreciating the view very much; he laughs at her words though. James turns around and laughs, then we hear him
faintly say …

Corazones: Come on Wild Chylde. We have a plane to catch. You can come back and play with Mr. Black later.

Tossing the microphone to the ground Mariposas … “Wild Chylde” Ai Mei Montrose, grins and gives Vincent Black the middle finger salute before turning
to leave.

ROB MARTINEZ: What a stunning turn of events here as Corazones reveals who and what they’ve been hiding.

COREY TAYLOR: Rob, I told you to shut up, you are ruining what could very well be the highlight of my life.

Vincent and Cuzin’ Zeke walk out of the ring and to the back to a chorus of boos and hatred.

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“Cocky” by Kid Rock blares through the speakers until it is drowned out by the rapid chanting of “The Show” from the crowd.

JENNY JERSEY: From Paducah Kentucky, he stands at six feet three inches and weighs in at two hundred and thirty pounds, he is the man of a million nicknames,
he is “THE SHOW” CHAD KURTIS!

Chad slaps the hands of the fans as he runs down to the ring, he glances at a poster that reads “The Show is gonna kill you!”, he stops to read another
that reads “FTC-For The Chad!”. Chad continues on until he sees another sign that reads “Chad is my baby’s daddy.” Chad points at it and laughs as he walks
on by to slide into the ring.

“Heavy Metal Machine” blares to life as the crowd’s cheers immediately turn to boos in the Grady Cole Center as from the back comes the most hated man in
Rebel Pro, Mikey Massacre.

JENNY JERSEY: From Albuquerque New Mexico, he stands at six feet even and weighs in at two hundred and thrity-five… I mean two hundred and fifty pounds
with the weight of HIS! World title… MIKEY MASSACRE!

Mikey walks down to the ring stopping to read a sign that says “We not likey Mikey”, he laughs at it and points to his head. Another poster reads, “Mikey
Sucks!” Mikey mouths something about this crowd being so intelligent. He comes to a third sign that reads, “F*bleep*k That Coward!” Mikey rips this sign
away from the fan tearing it into shreds before stomping on the pieces. Mikey then turns to step into the ring. Removing his belt, he hands it to Referee
Jimmy Johnson before showing Chad that the belt is staying with him.

DING DING

ROB MARTINEZ: Perhaps one of the most anticipated matches in a long time here in Rebel Pro.

COREY TAYLOR: Mikey has beaten Chad Kurtis every time they’ve faced in singles action.

ROB MARTINEZ: But the only two Rebel Triple Crown winners facing off, with the biggest prize in Rebel Pro on the line.

Mikey and Chad circle each other in the center of the ring, neither wanting to make the first move and leave a possible opening for the other to exploit.
They both decide to start similtaneously, Mikey throws a right fist into Chad’s face, but Chad manages to catch the wrist and deliver a swift kick to Mikey’s
back. Massacre stumbles forward, but Chad pulls on the wrist causing Mikey to come back into a short arm clothesline that sends him down to the canvas.
Chad with an elbow drop, Mikey rolls out of the way and is up to his feet quickly. Chad is up as well, they charge at each other. Mikey ducks under another
clothesline attempt, he puts on the brakes turns around, dropkick sends Chad outside of the ring on his face.

ROB MARTINEZ: It didn’t take long for this match to make it outside the ring.

COREY TAYLOR: Mikey is at home outside of the ring.

Chad is getting up to his feet when Mikey comes diving over the top rope with a plancha taking Chad back down to the concrete that makes up the floor here
in the Grady Cole Center. Mikey quickly rolls off Chad, bringing “The Show” up to his feet where he delivers a stiff series of punches to Chad’s red face.
Chad has a dazed look on his face as Mikey plants right hand after right hand into his cheek causing his head to rock back on his neck. Mikey goes for
a swinging neckbreaker for it to be countered into a neckbreaker from Chad. Both men go down, but Chad is the first to stir as the crowd is getting behind
“The Show” with chants of his preferred nickname. Chad holds onto the announce table as he pulls himself up vertically, he turns around delivering a hard
stomp onto Mikey’s skull before rolling the World Champion back into… no wait! Mikey with an elbow into Chad’s midsection halts him from rolling him
into the squared circle. Chad pounds back with a forearm to Mikey’s back, but to no avail as Mikey delivers another elbow breaking Chad’s grip on his neck.
Mikey shoves Chad back into the announcer’s table, he dives forward with a clothesline that lays Chad out on the flimsy surface.

ROB MARTINEZ: This doesn’t look good for us.

COREY TAYLOR: It really doesn’t look good for Chad Kurtis.

Mikey looks up to the top of the nearest ringpost before slapping his elbow pad, he steps up on the apron beginning his ascent to the top. Mikey turns around,
but Chad has managed to roll off of the table, Mikey leaps driving a knee into the concrete as Chad manages to move out of the way again, the crowd explodes
with cheers. Massacre is rolling around holding at his right knee as he grunts in pain, meanwhile Chad has pulled himself up once again. Chad has Mikey
by the hair dragging him over to the ring, elbow from Mikey, another elbow, elbow from Mikey breaks the hold one more time. Chad is holding at his abdomen
in pain as Mikey rubs at his knee trying to relieve the large amount of pain. Mikey with a DDT sends Chad down forehead first on the concrete and it allows
Mikey to take a small breather from trying to keep Chad Kurtis down, the resilient SOB that he is. Mikey flips up the apron cloth revealing the underneath
section of the ring and proceeds to pull out the stack of tables there. Mikey is laughing as he sets up a table next to the ring, flush against the ring
apron. Meanwhile on the other side of the ring, Chad Kurtis is doing the same with a table there, these two seem to want to cause some major damage to
the other.

COREY TAYLOR: Here comes the lumber.

ROB MARTINEZ: Mikey is doing it to put away Chad Kurtis. Chad is doing it to please the fans and put away Mikey Massacre.

Now all four sides of the ring are braced by tables, except for one side which has a stack of three tables there to stand tall above the top ring rope,
Mikey is proud of his creation, Chad nods at the accomplishment, both men roll inside the ring; Mikey has a steel chair in his hand. He runs at Chad, but
Kurtis ducks under the chair shot, back kick to Mikey sends him into the ropes. Massacre returns but a quick dropkick sends him through the ropes and onto
a table there. Chad hits the ropes, diving over the top with a beautifulflip into a seated position driving Mikey through the table and sending splinters
flying everywhere. Chad pulls a big splinter from the back of his trunks as he rolls the sawdust covered Mikey back into the ring and the watchful eyes
of referee Jimmy Johnson. Chad climbs to the top turnbuckle diving with a well placed leg drop that connects, Chad hooks the leg for a cover but only gets
two as Mikey shoves a shoulder up into the air. Chad rolls up knowing that Mikey is going to be a hard person to defeat and places the steel chair in between
the top and middle turnbuckle. Chad lifts Mikey up, connecting with an atomic drop, as Mikey is holding at his back, Chad dives with a bulldog that slams
Mikey’s head into the steel chair busting the World Champion open with a huge gash on his forehead. Chad slides out on the table before jumping to the
top rope flipping over with a 360 degrees front flip into a leg drop. Chad pulls Mikey into the center of the ring and hooks the leg.

One…

Two…

Thre–NO! Mikey is able to kick out, much to the amazement of the crowd, but none more than “The Show” who looks stunned, but resigned to add more punishment.
ROB MARTINEZ: So close for Chad Kurtis there.

COREY TAYLOR: Mikey knows exactly what he is doing.

Chad pulls Mikey up to his feet, planting a right hand into Mikey’s jaw, but Massacre with a thumb to Chad’s eyes gets him some time. Mikey with a face
rake gets the momentum to shift his way for a change of pace. Mikey with a forearm to Chad’s face bounces him into and off of the ropes. Chad is running
blind into the other ropes, Mikey charges in. Chad with a lifted knee, but Mikey is able to telegraph the move turning it into a spinebuster that would
make Arn Anderson proud. Mikey is quick though as he pulls Mikey up for his famous stalling vertical suplex. He holds Chad there allowing the blood to
rush to “The Show’s” head as he gives the fans the middle… no wait! Chad shifts his weight bringing himself down in falling position that slams Mikey’s
head into the forgotten steel chair! The crowd is loving this type of action.

ROB MARTINEZ: Great counter by The Show there.

COREY TAYLOR: Do you ever shut up Rob? I mean ever?

The crowd is chanting for The Show as both men are unmoving in the center of the ring, if it weren’t for their chests rising and falling one might think
they were dead. Chad is the first to stir as he rolls over to drape an arm across Mikey’s chest.

One…

Two…

Thr–NO! The crowd gasps as Mikey is able to kick out for another time here in this match. Mikey is covered in blood as Chad grits his teeth and pulls him
up to a vertical base. Chad with a scoop and a slam onto the steel chair as he climbs to the top turnbuckle once again, he flips with the BME! He nails
it as Mikey is unable to move, but Chad knows this isn’t enough as he pulls Mikey up again, but Massacre is in a bent over position, Chad is setting him
up for the CK Finale. Mikey with a low blow, in fact a double fisted low blow to “The Show’s” “You Knows.” Chad turns green as the men in the crowd groan
and reflexively hold at themselves in that one certain area. Mikey with a thumb to Chad’s eyes again, just for the purpose of causing Chad’s hands to move.
When the protective hands move, Mikey delivers a punt kick that would make Jeff Feagle of the New York Giants proud.

COREY TAYLOR: He just got punted in the nuts.

ROB MARTINEZ: Don’t you have any compassion?

COREY TAYLOR: Nope, it is funny as hell to me.

Mikey rolls Chad out onto one of the reamining unbroken tables before placing the dented steel chair right directly on his face. Mikey climbs to the top
turnbuckle, diving with a Macho Man style elbow driving it right onto the steel chair sending them both through the wooden table, but Mikey cares little
about his body. Chad caught every single bit of that move and right on his face as well. The women in the crowd gasp at the viciousness of Mikey Massacre
as he pulls the chair off of the now bloody face of Chad Kurtis. Mikey is smiling at his handywork as he rolls Chad back into the ring quickly following
after his prey, the crowd has grown silent worried about their favorite wrestler. Mikey flicks them the bird and the silent crowd immediately begins to
boo him. Mikey knees Chad in the face as he places his cupped hand to his ear trying to make out what the crowd is doing as he smirks at them.

ROB MARTINEZ: Mikey doesn’t care that the crowd is booing him.

COREY TAYLOR: Why should he? He is the Heavyweight Champion.

Mikey sits on Chad’s back applying achinlock, but Mikey’s hands are locked around the forehead of Chad Kurtis; who is screaming out in pain. Referee Jimmy
Johnson is there in the face of Chad Kurtis asking if he wants to quit, but Chad refuses to submit; Mikey has his fingernails in the cut in Chad’s forehead.
Mikey is trying to pull the flesh right off of Chad’s skull! Kurtis crawls as fast as he can for the ropes, but that is no good as Mikey doesn’t let him
move fast. Using his bleeding forehead to his advantage, Chad slams his head down causing Mikey’s hands to slip in the blood, Chad quickly rolls over kneeing
Mikey in the groin to buy him some much needed recovery time. Chad is there breathing hard as the crowd is trying to get him back into the match, trying
to get him to work over Mikey, trying to get him just up to confirm that he is ok. Mikey is already beginning to pull himself up with the help of the ropes,
Chad is still barely breathing in the center of the ring. Mikey is over, he pulls Chad up, Chad with a punch to Mikey’s midsection, a second, and a elbow
to finish off the combo. Mikey is doubled over breathing hard and trying to stop this offense from “The Show.” Chad shoves Mikey back into the corner,
his back slams into the turnbuckle. Chad rushes over, Mikey lowers his head sending Chad up and over. Chad twists in mid-air to land on the apron, Mikey
climbs up the top turnbuckle. Chad climbs as well both meet at the top.

COREY TAYLOR: This can’t be good, they are right beside that triple stack of tables.

ROB MARTINEZ: They are exchanging right hands like they just started this match.

Mikey shoves Chad, but “The Show” manages to catch Mikey by the hair pulling him into a DDT looking move. They both flip and…

*WHAM!!!*

The tables explode sending fragments of table into the crowd from the violence of the impact.

ROB MARTINEZ: OH MY..

COREY TAYLOR: I agree.

ROB MARTINEZ: I think… I think…

COREY TAYLOR: Are they still alive?

Mikey and Chad crashed through all three tables to land on the hard concrete, the big pieces have falen on top of them. Jimmy Johnson leaps out of the ring
to dig through the biggest pieces of the table fragments as he tries to get down to where Chad and Mikey are laying. Jimmy holds up two fingers and hurriedly
urges the paramedics to come down to ringside. The crowd is hushed as two stretches and four paramedics rush down to the ring. Both sets of medics place
their charges on the stretchers following it by placing neckbraces on both men.

ROB MARTINEZ: Both men gave it their all here tonight, it may have been too much.

COREY TAYLOR: Does this still mean Mikey is the Heavyweight Champion?

The four paramedics rush their two charges backstage as the crowd is still silent. Jenny Jersey stands up, bringing the microphone to her lips as Jimmy
Johnson rushes backstage as well.

JENNY JERSEY: Referee Jimmy Johnson has declared this match a no contest due to neither man being able to continue.

The crowd is silent, they aren’t even eating popcorn.

JENNY JERSEY: We will inform you of their condition on the website, so check in often.

ROB MARTINEZ: I can’t believe the lengths those two would go to.

COREY TAYLOR: It is for the title after all.

ROB MARTINEZ: Ladies and gentlemen, we will be right back after this brief intermission.

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JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match is set for one fall and is the finals of the 2009 Best of the Best tournament as well as your main
event for the Rebel Pro World Tag Team championship…

“Hee hee hee hee”

The crowd explodes as The Freak and Shut Down walk from the back bringing some t-shirts to the crowd. There is no T-shirt cannon, who needs one when you
got two big cannons like that are on Shut Down?

JENNY JERSEY: From Anywhere and Everywhere, they are the Midway Maineventers, THE FREAK and SHUTDOWN… THE FREAK SHOW!

The shirts have “From the Ashes” on the front and on the back is Shut Down and The Freak holding dustbusters with the Phoenix’s head sticking out of one
and Scottie Snow’s head sticking out of the other one, no ashes are on the ground now. The Freak Show climb into the ring after the last shirt is thrown
to the crowd.

Europe’s “Final Countdown” blares as from the back to tremendous boos and jeers comes Scottie Snow and The Phoenix carring the Rebel Pro Tag Team belts.
Scottie holds his belt high into the air as The Phoenix slaps the gold on his shoulder.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing the Rebel Pro Tag Team Champions at a total combined weight of four hundred and forty-five pounds, they are representing the Pioneer
Wrestling Association… THE PHOENIX and SCOTTIE SNOW!

The Phoenix and Scottie make their way down and finally into the ring where they hand over their tag team belts.

DING DING

ROB MARTINEZ: Here we go with the finals in the Best of the Best tournament.

COREY TAYLOR: And the winners are The Phoenix and Scottie Snow.

ROB MARTINEZ: But the match just started.

COREY TAYLOR: I’m declaring my allegiance.

The Freak locks up with Snow in the center of the ring, Freak with a wristlock into a hammerlock. Scottie drops down to one knee flipping Freak over onto
the mat; Freak kips up to his feet, hitting the ropes. Scottie ducks down as Freak comes with a spinning kick to trip The Freak up and send him down to
the canvas. Scottie runs to the ropes, with a springboard backflip he lands on canvas as Freak rolls out of the way. Scottie runs delivering a forearm
to the rising Freak sending him into a neutral corner. Scottie with a series of well placed toe kicks takes the breath right out of Freak. Scottie whips
him across the ring, Freak reverses sending Scottie into the corner. Snow slams chest first into the corner, Freak runs leaping over Scottie to bring him
down throat first on the rope; Scottie falls back into the ring holding at his throat. Here comes Phoenix to drag Scottie over to his corner and protect
him, but Shut Down has entered the ring to slam a big boot into Phoenix’s skull sending him down to the canvas. Freak slides back into the ring carrying
a steel chair, he slams it on the back of the bent over Phoenix driving him down to one knee. Scottie Snow with a sweep takes Freak down to the canvas
where he lands face first on the chair he brought into the ring. Scottie grabs the chair quickly as Shut Down lumbers towards him with malicious intent
on his face. Scottie slams the chair into Shut Down’s knees stopping the big man from delivering the killing blow to his fragile body. Scottie with another
shot to the big man’s knees, and a third stumbles him backwards in the ring. Scottie is up quickly diving with a chair shot, but Freak catches him preventing
the blow.

ROB MARTINEZ: I can’t believe Scottie Snow is using a steel chair.

COREY TAYLOR: Well, he finally grew a set.

Scottie turns around right into a fist from Freak which sends Scottie back into the full nelson grasp of Shut Down. Shut Down lifts him up, spins, and plants
him into the mat with a big time full nelson slam. Phoenix slams a double fist into Freak’s jewels doubling him over in pain. Phoenix quickly to the middle
turnbuckle with a diving bulldog takes Freak down to the canvas, but Phoenix is up quickly knowing that Shut Down will be back any moment. Shut Down reaches
with a big time haymaker, but Phoenix ducks under delivering a dropkick to the right knee that Scottie was working on earlier. Shut Down falls to the mat
on his right knee doing his best to protect the offending body part. Phoenix levels Shut Down with a swinging steel chair shot and he leaps up to the top
turnbuckle. Freak is up hitting the ropes causing Phoenix to crotch himself on the turnbuckle bolt, he groans as do the men in the audience tonight. Phoenix
falls forward and his throat is across Freak’s shouldrs in a three quarter facelock. Freak dives forward with a diamond cutter causing Phoenix to flop
around on the canvas.

ROB MARTINEZ: Oh My God!

COREY TAYLOR: Vicious.

Freak rolls Phoenix for the pin and referee Alan Stone is in position for the count, but Scottie Snow pulls Freak off of his tag team partner delivering
a right handed slap to The Freak. Scottie with a haymaker that sends Freak stumbling back over the prone Phoenix who rolls Freak up with a pinning attempt,
Stone is still in position and drops to his front.

One…

Two…

Shut Down drops a elbow on Phoenix’s neck breaking up the pin attempt. He turns to find Snow diving from the top turnbuckle with a body splash, but Shut
Down catches him, turns, and plants him on the canvas with a ring shaking body slam. Snow bounces up from the impact, holding at his lower back in tremendous
pain. Shut Down laughs as he pulls Phoenix up to his feet, still towering over the current Rebel Pro Tag Team Champion. Shut Down tosses Phoenix into the
corner following it up with a clothesline then a boot to Phoenix’s face. Freak hits the ropes slamming his feet into Snow’s skull with a baseball slide
dropkick that sends him outside of the ring, Freak follows after. Shut Down places a boot on Phoenix’s throat and begins to choke the masked superstar
out on the top turnbuckle, his size coming into play here in this match up from round number one.

ROB MARTINEZ: Freak Show dominating here.

COREY TAYLOR: For the moment Rob, only for the moment.

Freak picks Snow up with a body slam onto the announce table.

ROB MARTINEZ: And the action is right in our laps.

COREY TAYLOR: Hence why I am moving here.

Freak digs up under the announcer’s table bringing out the cables and cords, he loops them into a whip and begins to flail poor Scottie Snow until red whelps
appear on his skin. Freak drops the cords and proceeds to dig under the ring, he pulls out a ladder. Setting up the ladder, he clibs the fifteen feet to
the top of the item, he perches on top. Placing his arms to the side…

COREY TAYLOR: Yup, I’m moving now.

ROB MARTINEZ: I’m getting out of here too.

Freak leaps with a three hundred and sixty degrees flip, but slams into nothing but table as Scottie was pulled out of the way by The Phoenix at the last
second. Table fragments fly in every single direction, some pieces landing six rows back from the impact of the big move, Freak looks to be hurt, but Phoenix
picks him up anyways. Scottie crawls to the ring where he digs up under the apron to pull out a set of handcuffs that someone had placed there earlier,
he hands them to Phoenix who takes them smiling the entire time. Phoenix rolls Freak into the ring and motions for Scottie to bring another couple of chairs
into the squared circle, Scottie obliges. Shut Down is on his face in the middle of the ring, a pool of blood surrounding his head and a pair of brass
knuckles beside his right cheek, Phoenix quickly puts them in his tights, not wanting Scottie Snow to see them. Phoenix takes the handcuffs, clamping one
set around Shut Down’s big wrist, he drags him over to the ropes where he handcuffs one wrist to the ropes and the second to the other rope, Phoenix laughs
at him taking the big man out of the match. Shut Down appears to still be unconscious as he limply hangs in the corner, but here comes Snow with the chairs,
he hands one to Phoenix. The Phoenix motions for Snow to whip Freak into the ropes then swing with his chair; Scottie obliges again. Freak in the ropes,
double swinging chair shot misses!

ROB MARTINEZ: And I think we are b….(static)

Freak bounces off the opposite ropes, flying cross body takes the current tag team champions down on the canvas, but Freak is down too. Shut Down seems
to be stirring in the corner, but he is handicuffed there, unable to contribute anything to the match. Freak crawls to the nearest ropes to begin to pull
himself up and fight back or to try and free his tag team partner Shut Down. Freak is up, Scottie Snow is shakily up as well, and so is Phoenix. Snow charges,
Freak ducks under to deliver a swift front kick to Phoenix’s face before spinning around on his planted foot to deliver a roundhouse kick to the temple
of Scottie Snow taking him down. Phoenix charges back, but Freak hip tosses him up and over the top rope to the outside and the concrete floor below. Freak
falls forward, but doesn’t fall to the canvas, he lands on the ropes near Shut Down. The big man is furious at his predicament and Freak slides out of
the ring to dig under it for something to hopefully free his partner, he pulls back out with a set of bolt cutters before sliding back into the ring. Freak
shows them to Shut Down who smiles through his blood mask and nods his approval, Freak cuts first the left wrist then as he is going for the right wrist,
Snow with a steel chair shot to the back of his skull. Freak drops the bolt cutters at Shut Down’s feet, but Snow is grasped by the back of his neck and
shoved forward into the center of the ring. Shut Down quickly picks up the bolt cutters and frees himself to lift Snow up into the air in a double handed
choke lift. He goes to slam him down to the canvas, but Phoenix with a brass knuckled assisted nut shot causes Shut Down to fall backwards, Snow landing
on his chest in a seated position.

One…

Phoenix rolls Freak out of the ring.

Two…

Three.

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: Winners of the match, 2009 Best of the Best winners, and STIIIIIIIIIILL Rebel Pro Tag Team Champions…. The Phoenix and Scottie “The Panther”
Snow!

COREY TAYLOR: Holy s…….(static)

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and Gentlemen, thank you for coming to Best of the Best 2009 finals and be sure to get your tickets for Underground presents Hardcore
Halloween!

The crowd begin to disperse as The Phoenix and Scottie Snow walk out of the ring. The Freak and Shut Down stand side by side looking at the retreating backs
of the Rebel Pro Tag Team Champions, they can’t believe it, they gave a good shot, it was neck and neck, but in the end it just wasn’t enough. All of a
suddenly the remaining people in the crowd begin to chant causing Freak and Shut Down’s heads to swivel to look at the crowd.

“FREAK SHOW! FREAK SHOW! FREAK SHOW! FREAK SHOW! FREAK SHOW! FREAK SHOW! FREAK SHOW! FREAK SHOW! FREAK SHOW!”

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CREDITS

Duncan Aries vs Marxx-Rozilla

Jonas Brothers vs FTC’s Black and Zeke-Kurtis-san

Mikey Massacre vs Chad Kurtis- Hardcore Ninja Bean

BOTB Finals(Phoenix/Snow vs Freak Show)-Fed Head Bean

Underground-”Prove Your Worth”
09-22-2009

In the concession area, sixty people purchase their food stuffs, beer, and some merchandise for sale here in the Rebel Underground Arena. Surprisingly there
are no Rebel Pro wrestlers out here tonight, they are all getting ready for some big matches. Such items for sale include “The Rise and Fall of the Extreme
Elite” DVD, Best of Chad Kurtis DVD, posters of “The Show”, Mike Trey, and past Freak Show gifts can be purchased to help those kids in need at local hospitals.
From inside the main area of the arena, Dropkick Murphys’ “I’m A Rebel” can be heard and the fans begin to talk animatedly about the show that will begin
in less than five minutes now.

As the song dies away, Jenny Jersey is in the center of the ring, microphone in her hand.

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and Gentlemen, fans of all ages, it is time for some Rebel Pro action!

The crowd roars its approval as some fans still make their way to their seats.

JENNY JERSEY: I am proud to announce that this show at the Underground Arena is a sold out crowd!

Another roar of approval.

JENNY JERSEY: Then, without further adue, lets get right into the wrestling action!

The lights in the arena go pitch black, until green strobe lights start circling the arena, to the fans it can only mean one thing. Mack’s coming! Then
a bright spotlight lights up the entrance ramp.

“The Incredible” Mack by DJ B-Lord, hit’s the loudspeakers as the fans cheer louder than the music itself.

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and gentlemen, your former Rebel World Champion….. “The Incredible”…..MACKKKK!!!!!!

Mack walks from behind the curtain, in a black suit. He walks slowly towards the ring, giving some of the fans handshakes and waving to the fans he couldn’t
reach. He walks up the ring stairs and enters the ring. Then walks over to Jenny Jersey and grabs the mic.

The fans cheer again.

MACK: Thank you! (As he nods his head)

The lights dim and he takes a seat in a black folding chair. Some of the fans are wondering what this can mean, because they have never seen a view like
this before.

MACK: Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for all you’ve done for me in my past couple of months here in the best wrestling company ever. REBEL-Pro!!!

Fans cheer.

MACK: If it wasn’t for you guys, I would’ve never been here. The great shows I put on for you, was for you and only you!

Fans cheer.

MACK: So when I defeated Vincent Black for the World Championship, guess what? It was for you and only you!

The fans cheer wildly.

MACK: Until a big bad wolf came along and decide to take the gold from around my waist. And that’s life!

The fans boo!

MACK: I tried hard in the 8-man battle royal, to once again have the right to be placed back into the championship scene, but Rebel has tough competitors,
and you really can’t do a damn thing about that. With that being said, I want to congratulate “The Show” Chad Kurtis, on his big win. I wish him the best
of luck as he goes on to perhaps take that gold from around that sickening Mikey Massacre’s waist.

The fans cheer!

Mack stands up, and leans against the ropes.

MACK: But fans, I have bad news!

CROWD: “WHAT?!”

MACK: My days as a Rebel wrestler have been put on hold.

CROWD: “NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”

MACK: I know. I know! But wrestling isn’t my greatest profession. Although, I never said that I wouldn’t return back into this squared circle, I need sometime
off. Well it’s actually not my decision, but the doctors order me to take approximately 4-6 weeks off, due to my neck landing the wrong way against yours
truly… Mikey Massacre. I wasn’t suppose to compete in the 8-man Battle Royal, because of this wicked injury but hell. I did it anyway. And for you guys!!!
The fans cheer.

MACK: But when I come back, I’m basically coming for one thing! The World CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!!

The fans cheer.

MACK: That’s right, so Mikey if you still hold on to the gold. Or if Chad decides to take it, just hold up and shine it real good for me. Because I will
be back to get my gold! Better believe it!

The fans cheer.

MACK: So to all my fans, to all the boys in the back, to you Jenny, Rob, Corey, Larry and the rest of the good staffs. Thank you all!

“The Incredible” Mack hit’s the speakers again, as Mack walks over to Jenny and gives her a big hug and whispers something into her ear. He then hands her
the mic, goes outside the ring gives a handshake to Rob, giving him a hug as well.He looks at Corey Taylor, before doing the same. Mack then walks around
giving each fan a handshake before heading towards the entrance ramp, and bowing down to the fans and waving.

COREY TAYLOR: He touched me, I feel so… dirty.

ROB MARTINEZ: Remind you of your former life does it?

COREY TAYLOR: What?!

ROB MARTINEZ: One for the Robmeister.

COREY TAYLOR: Robmeister?

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JENNY JERSEY: The following match is set for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit.

“The Champion in Me” flies through the speakers as from the back runs Chris Samsonite and Justin Thyme. They glad hand fans along their way to the ring.
JENNY JERSEY: At a total combined weight of four hundred and forty-six pounds, Justin Thyme and Christopher Samsonite…. NITE THYME!

Justin and Christopher slide into the ring under the bottom rope, they kip up to their feet and begin playing to the crowd.

COREY TAYLOR: Time for a popcorn break.

ROB MARTINEZ: Mr. Gordon gave me express orders to not allow you to leave your announce booth tonight.

COREY TAYLOR: If he doesn’t want to sell any concessions, not my problem. Next time I’ll just bring nachos from home.

“My Old Kentucky Home” comes through the speakers and comes both BGM Two point Zero Teammates. Both men get cheered wildly, as Jonothan chats with some
females and Matthew walks on to the ring.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing their opponents, at a combined weight of five hundred and thirty-five pounds, they are the team of Jonothan Kurtis and Matthew
Kurtis… THE BLUEGRASS MAFIA 2.0!

Jonothan hops onto the ring apron as Matthew easily steps up to the apron.

DING DING

Jonothan and Justin lock up in the center of the ring, J-Kurt turning the collar and elbow into a side headlock. Justin sends him into the ropes to break
the hold, it is broken as J-Kurt is sent running across the ring. Justin tags in Christopher who leaps from the top rope with a missile dropkick taking
out the Bluegrass Heartthrob. Here comes big Matthew into the fight, Justin with a drop toe hold sends him right into the roundhouse kick from Christopher
and Nite Thyme is working well together against these former Number One contenders. J-Kurt is up going after Christopher with a series of forearm clubs
to his chest. Justin with a baseball slide rolls Matthew out of the ring and to the floor. Justin hops over the top rope to stand in his corner, keeping
this a tag team match for the fans.

COREY TAYLOR: No weapons? No double teaming?

ROB MARTINEZ: A good clean fight among two good teams.

COREY TAYLOR: Yeah, neither team with a backbone.

Christopher pulls J-Kurt up to his feet to tag in his partner, Justin Thyme into the match. Justin hops to the top turnbuckle, flying down with a double
axehandle to J-Kurt’s protruding shoulder socket. Jonothan hits the canvas on one knee as Christopher gets out of the ring, referee Jimmy Johnson surprised
that this battle has had a lack of weapons. Justin whips J-Kurt into Nite Thyme’s corner pounding his ribs with repeated knees and a few well placed toe
kicks to weaken his resolve. Christopher holds his hands high to show the fans, the referee, and Matthew that no double teaming is being involved. Matthew
is content on his side of the ring, until their is double teaming, after all he wants a fair fight as well. J-Kurt with a right hand slams it into Justin’s
face, breaking his momentum. Jonothan with another backs Justin up out away from him, Jonothan with a flying forearm takes him down, but the youngest Kurtis
brother has used up his energy and lays on the mat. Jonothan begins to crawl towards the corner where his brother stands, his hand outstretched and he
almost has the tag. But Justin pulls him back in, but the tag was made, Justin doesn’t realize it.

ROB MARTINEZ: Jonothan made the tag.

COREY TAYLOR: Justin didn’t see it. Damn, I’m sleepy.

Matthew charges in, delivering a clothesline that takes Justin down, he heaves Justin on his shoulder, powerslam to the mat. Matthew hits the ropes, as
J-Kurt rolls under the bottom rope, Matthew with a big leg drop keeps Justin down. Matthew hooks the leg, but Justin refuses to lose another match and
he kicks out. Matthew pulls Justin back up, pounding fists into his back, with alternating forearm shots to his back as well. Matthew pulls Justin up for
a powerbomb Justin with a hurricanrana into a pin.

One… Two… Three.

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: Winners of the match, the team of Justin Thyme and Christopher Samsonite…. Nite Thyme!

ROB MARTINEZ: I can’t believe it!

COREY TAYLOR: Neither can those two idiots.

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JENNY JERSEY: The following match is an elimination Three-Way Dance, and is set for one fall! The winner will be the NEW #1 Contender’s Cup holder! Introducing
first…

“Shackler’s Revenge” by Guns N Roses hits.

JENNY JERSEY: From New Brunswick, Canada, he is MARXX!

Lynyrd Skynyrd’s “What’s Your Name” picks up.

JENNY JERSEY: From Chicago Illinois, he is KID LOSER!

“Baila Cassanova” hits and the crowd finally wakes up.

JENNY JERSEY: And finally, accompanied by La Reina de los Mariposas, from Villahermosa, Tobasco, Mexico, he is EL REY DE CORAZONES!

All three men get set for action here, referee Jimmy Johnson officating the action — but suddenly, a new song hits? The crowd looks out and begins to
boo tremendously as THE ACACIA STRAIN plays.

And out walks former World Heavyweight Champion VINCENT BLACK.

ROB MARTINEZ: What is Black doing out here? He hasn’t wrestled since Aerial Assault…

COREY TAYLOR: Vincent Black can be anywhere he wants to be. The man’s six-foot-eleven, three-hundred plus pounds.

ROB MARTINEZ: All true, but… Black is having words with Jenny and referee Johnson…

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and gentlemen, I have been informed that this match is now a FOUR-WAY match… the final competitor, from Glen Falls New York, he is
VINCENT BLACK!

Booooooo!

DING DING DING

Marxx and El Rey tie up as Kid Loser charges Vincent WHAMMO. Big boot just destroys the two-hundred and five pounder. Black picks up Loser — GOOZLE! CHOKESLAM
… OH MY GOD! OVER THE TOP ROPE TO THE CONCRETE BELOW! KID LOSER JUST GOT CHOKESLAMMED OVER THE TOP TO THE CONCRETE, HE IS BROKEN!

El Rey is standing on top of Marxx in the corner, punching away as the crowd counts along… the massive Black delivers a big double ax handle to the luchadore’s
back. Black puts his back against El Rey’s, what’s this?? HOLY! MODIFIED NEW HOPE! More like Splash Mountain, but whatever you can to call it El Rey is
out on the canvas…

Marxx attacks Black from behind! The REBEL newcomer trying to get something going on the big man. He peppers the FTC member with rights and lefts… to
no avail. Black stands up to his full height and looks down at Marxx, who slows down as it dawns on him. He takes one more ineffective shot — WHAM. BLACK
NAILS HIM WITH A HUGE RIGHT HAND. Marxx somehow gets to his feet, only for Black to whip him off the ropes… SIT-DOWN SPINEBUSTER. It’s a pinning predicament!
ONE, TWO, THREE!

JENNY JERSEY: Marxx has been eliminated!

ROB MARTINEZ: I can’t believe this, Vincent Black is destroying these men! And he’s not even sweating!

COREY TAYLOR: What’s so hard to believe? We are talking about one of the toughest, biggest men in REBEL history right here! Obviously these two new idiots
aren’t cut out for REBEL Pro, and El Rey is the biggest “do-nothin’” this fed has ever known. Well, him and Assman.

ROB MARTINEZ: The match isn’t over yet, but Black… oh come on! YOU ALREADY BEAT HIM!

Vincent has dragged the carcass of Marxx to the outside. The crowd continues to boo him as he lifts the man up with both hands, choking the life out of
him…

BEFORE SLAMMING HIM THROUGH THE ANNOUNCE TABLE! KABOOM! Marxx is a pathetic heap in the midst of the debris as Vince smirks. He’s enjoying himself as he
tosses a couple chairs into the ring. Vince reaches under the apron and pulls out… a folding table, which he tips through the ropes and onto the canvas.
Kid Loser is trying to get up outside, Vince grabs him. Gorilla Press BACK INTO the ring over the middle rope. Unbelievable. Black grabs one steel chair
and BLASTS El Rey with it, knocking him right back down. He spits on the luchadore as La Reina screams on the outside. Black eyes here down, she won’t
dare get in the ring…

Kid Loser is getting to his feet… CLANG. Chair shot to him! Black isn’t satisified yet, however. He opens up both chairs and places them front-to-front.
Hmm. No, Black shakes his head… and turns the chairs AROUND. Back to BACK. He picks up Kid Loser…

THE NEW HOPE ONTO THE DOUBLE-CHAIR COMBINATION! LOSER SCREAMS IN PAIN! Black with a lazy cover gets ONE, TWO, THREE.

JENNY JERSEY: Kid Loser has been eliminated!

ROB MARTINEZ: Absolute destruction.

That leaves only El Rey… the fan favorite. He’s trying to get to his feet, Black facepalms him. He sets him up… THE NEW HOPE. AGAIN. El Rey has been
dead. Black doesn’t stay in position for the pinfall, however, to the protest of the referee. No, Black isn’t done. He wants a THIRD New Hope on El Rey…
But first he’s going to set up the table. He grabs a limp El Rey and flips him upside down… CRASH! EL REY THROUGH THE TABLE! Black puts one boot on El
Rey as Johnson counts one, two, three.

JENNY JERSEY: Here is your winner and new #1 Contender’s Cup holder… VINCENT BLACK!

ROB MARTINEZ: One of the most dominating performances in REBEL Pro history. Vincent Black has not lost an ounce of his ability…

COREY TAYLOR: This is why the FTC is the best faction in REBEL Pro today, men like Vincent Black! Cuzin Zeke! Mikey Massacre! All dominant, all feared!
REBEL Pro is no playground, if you don’t come prepared, you’re going to get hurt — as all three of these scrubs just found out.

ROB MARTINEZ: But wait a minute… Vincent Black is now the #1 Contender… to Mikey Massacre’s World Heavyweight Championship!

The Acacia Strain plays for Black to make his exit, carrying the Cup fans booing him as trainers and Alan Stone come out to check on the bodies laid to
waste in and around the ring.

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JENNY JERSEY: The following match is scheduled for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit.

”Why Don’t We do it in the Road”

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first weighing in at two hundred thirty pounds and hailing from Manchester, England…MIKE “ASSMAN” TREY!

Mike “Assman” Trey steps out from behind the curtain to a huge ovation from the crowd making his way to the ring. As he walks down the aisle fans hold their
hands over the barricade to try and give him a high five. Mike Trey high fives the fans as he walks and then slides into the ring and waits in his corner
for Chad Kurtis.

‘Cocky’ blast thru the soundsystem as the fans are on their feet and ‘The Show’ Chad Kurtis makes his way to the ring exchange high fives with the fans
along the way…

JENNY JERSEY: From Paducah Kentucky, now fighting out of Durham North Carolina, he weighs in at two hundred and thirty pounds, standing six feet three inches,
he is “THE SHOW”, “THE INNOVATER OF OFFENSE” he is… CHAD KURTIS!

Chad runs up the steps, steps into the ring, and immediately begins to play to the entire crowd here tonight.

DING DING

The Show and Mike Trey lock up in the center of the ring, Chad with a quick knee to Mike’s ribs causes him to lean to one side. Chad with a quick side headlock,
but Mike sends him into the ropes to break the hold. Chad runs across the ring, bouncing off the ropes with a flying forearm that takes Mike Trey down
to the canvas. The Show hits the ropes, jumps over Trey, and springs back with a back flip landing on Mike. The Show keeps on the attack as he shoves Mike
into the corner, following it up with a shoulder block to his medsection and a back flip out of the corner as he holds onto Mike’s waist. Mike has yet
to get any offense in this match and one must think he is caught off-guard.

ROB MARTINEZ: Mike doesn’t seem to be in this match Corey.

COREY TAYLOR: Does anyone really care?

Mike gets up to his feet, holding at his head and neck, the focal point of his previous landing. Chad kips up to his feet and sets Mike up for the CK Finale.
Chad nails Mike into the canvas with the CK Finale and this is academic now. One… Two… Three.

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and Gentlemen, winner of the match… “The Show” Chad Kurtis!

Chad plays to the crowd before gesturing to Jenny Jersey to toss him the microphone…

COREY TAYLOR: What does he want now? We already had to see him wrestle now we have to hear him run his mouth?

ROB MARTINEZ: Listen to this sell out crowd they love the man. And to be honest if you listen up you may learn a thing or two.

CHAD KURTIS: Hello, Durham NC! I know everyone is wondering what ‘The People’s Champ’ is still doing here in the ring. And I have an answer for you. I am
out here to talk about our Rebel-Pro World Champion, Mikey Massacre. No I ain’t out here to say congrats to him on becoming a triple crown winner here
in Rebel. I believe someone else had already been there and done that. What I am out here for is to let Mikey know that we all know that he is a pussy!
CROWD(chants): Mikey is a pussy! clap, clap, clap clap clap

CHAD KURTIS: I know this ain’t a new fact. I know this fact is well documented. But I felt lead to come out here and let Mikey know this game of hide and
seek he has been playing is getting old! I know you think you are above this company and I know as you like to point out that I have never beaten you but
it’s time for someone to stand up for Rebel pride and shut you up. Truth is we are all sick of hearing you talk. You think just because you have a few
allies you can do whatever you wish. Mikey it’s time for a wake up call for you and the FTC. I know what you are thinking the All-Stars couldn’t do it
and Time Warp Duo and The Rebel Icons are no longer around so who exactly is going to take down the mighty Mikey Massacre and The FTC. I don’t know if
anyone plans on backing me up but even if I have to stand alone ‘The Show’ is coming for you. And just as a reminder I do have the next title shot for
your precious world title as well as a rematch for the Carolina title and the tag team titles a like. So Massacre and the rest of the FTC remember you
can run but you can’t hide!

‘The Show’ drops the mic on the mat before climbing to the top turnbuckle playing to the fans as he is yelling for Massacre to come on down.

“My Old Kentucky Home” queues up through the speakers as Matthew and Jonothan walk through the curtain, Matthew has a microphone in hand.

MATTHEW: Bro…. you know we got your back.”

Chad Kurtis nods at his brothers before pointing back to the crowd.

COREY TAYLOR: Interesting…, boring, but short and pointless.

ROB MARTINEZ: Pointless? Boring? You sir, must be an idiot.

COREY TAYLOR: And you sir, must be brainwashed.

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JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall, is a semi-final match in the Best of the Best Tournament and is for
the REBEL Pro World Tag Team Championship.

“Final Countdown” by Europe hits the PA system as The Phoenix appears from behind the curtain, Scottie Snow quickly on his heels. Scottie is pandering to
the crowd a little to a small amount of fan fare but it’s obvious that the crowd is not overly impressed with The Phoenix.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first, representing the Pioneer Wrestling Association, at a total combined weight of four hundred forty-five pounds, the team
of THE PHOENIX and SCOTTIE SNOW!

COREY TAYLOR: I’m at a loss, I have no idea who to pull for in this one. I guess I will have to go for The Phoenix and Scottie Snow.

ROB MARTINEZ: Well you could try to be impartial for once.

COREY TAYLOR: You shut your mouth! I’m the very definition of impartial.

Mr. Bungle’s “Every One I Went To High School With Is Dead” begins to blare from the speakers as Tommy and Jim Jonas come on out from behind the curtain.
Both men flipping off the fans to a chorus of boos as they make their way to the ring.

JENNY JERSEY: And their opponents, hailing from Sacramento, California, weighing in at a total combined weight of four hundred sixty-six pounds, they are
the former REBEL Pro World Tag Team Champions, TOMMY and JIM, THE JONAS BROTHERS!

ROB MARTINEZ: The fans are not very pleased with the former Tag Team Champs tonight.

COREY TAYLOR: How were they supposed to know that those little guys could kick so hard. It was unfair judgement by Larry Gordon to put the titles on the
line against NAPW scumbags.

ROB MARTINEZ: But I thought you was enlightened?

COREY TAYLOR: But that was clear last week, it is a passing fad. Sure hope BOC isn’t listening.

Both teams are in the ring Jim Jonas is getting ready to start the match. Scottie is starting out against Jim Jonas as Johnson calls for the bell to get
the match underway. Scottie and Jim go in for a collar and elbow tie up. Jim easily out powering the smaller man, forcing him into a neutral corner. Jim
with a knife edged chop… Scottie ducks out of the way and lands a knife edge of his own. Scottie backs off for a moment as the strike seems to of had zero
effect on the larger Jonas Brother. Phoenix yells for Scottie to go for the legs of the big man. Jim moves in towards Snow… Snow with a low dropkick to
the left knee of Jim, forcing him down to one knee. Scottie off the ropes with another dropkick, this one connecting to the face of his opponent. Jim is
down on the mat, clutching his nose.

ROB MARTINEZ: Snow utilizing his speed to chop down the bigger man.

COREY TAYLOR: Well he is used to fighting much stiffer competition in the PWA. Plus he’s been under the tutelage of The Phoenix, the PWA’s greatest champion.
ROB MARTINEZ: You do know you work for REBEL Pro, Right?

COREY TAYLOR: I work for who pays me the most.

The Phoenix is calling Scottie over for the tag. Snow slaps the hand of his partner and The Phoenix jumps into the ring and goes right after Jim Jonas.
Phoenix off the ropes with a lionsault to the downed Jonas… and hits nothing but canvas. Jim managed to roll out of the way of that one and goes to tag
in his brother Tommy. Phoenix, seeing his advantage has gone up in smoke runs to tag Scottie back into the ring. Scottie and Tommy lock up in the center
of the ring. Tommy with a hip toss to Scottie, who quickly gets back to his feet and goes at Tommy again. Tommy side steps and hits Scottie with a hair
pull slam. Scotties head bounces off the mat with a sickening thud. Tommy picks Snow up and delivers a snapmare followed by a baseball slide roundhouse.
Tommy with a quick tag to Jim, Jim picks up Snow as Tommy climbs up to the top rope… a diving leg drop low blow to Scottie Snow. The Phoenix is yelling
at Snow, telling him to quit playing around. Jim Jonas lifts up Scottie and hit’s a devastating scoop slam. Jonas off the ropes… a big leg drop that hits
nothing but canvas. Jim rolls out to tag Tommy, Scottie goes to tag The Phoenix. Tommy’s in the ring, Snow gets to his corner, he reaches out for the tag…
and The Phoenix tells him to stay in the ring and prove his worth. Scottie looks at Phoenix like a puppy that just got kicked. Tommy moves in on Scottie,
Scottie turns and gets levelled by a stiff lariat. Tommy picks up his fallen opponent… Small package by Scottie.

One…

Two… Kick out by Tommy.

Both men back on their feet. Tommy goes for a clothesline… drop toe hold by Scottie and Tommy hit’s the canvas hard. Scottie quick to capitalize with an
elbow drop to the back of Tommy’s head. Scottie steps back and waits for Tommy to get up… Snow Plow! Tommy is down. Phoenix is now calling for the tag.
Snow tags him in. Phoenix goes right for the cover.

One…

Two…

Thr… No Jim makes the save with a boot to The Phoenix’s head.

ROB MARTINEZ: Close call there, the Jonas’ close to losing the Tag Titles again here tonight.

COREY TAYLOR: That would be true if the title were theirs to begin with.

Scottie comes at Jim with a cross body block, Phoenix with a frankensteiner to Tommy. Scottie and Phoenix with a double suplex to Jim. Tommy rolls to the
out side and grabs the first thing he can, which happens to be a crutch from a fan. He heads back into the ring and goes after Phoenix. Scottie intercepts
from behind with a dropkick. Jim is getting back to his feet but gets sent right back down with a headscissors from Scottie. Jimmy Johnson is trying to
restore order to the match but none of the combatents are listening to the official. Scottie grabs the crutch from the ground and brings it down across
the skull of Jim Jonas. Tommy gets back up and lands a reverse bulldog to The Phoenix. Scottie rolls Tommy up with a school boy pin.

One…

ROB MARTINEZ: Kick out by Tommy at two! They want the titles back in the worst way.

COREY TAYLOR: Of coarse they do. What team wouldn’t?

Scottie and Tommy back on their feet, Irish Whip by Tommy into a back body drop… no countered by Scottie with a stiff kick to the head. Scottie grabs Tommy’s
head and places it between his legs. Panther Bomb to Tommy Jonas. The Phoenix heads to the top rope… It’s The Ashes! Phoenix with the cover as Scottie
nails Jim Jonas with the Snow Plow.

One…

Two…

Three…

Ding, ding, ding.

ROB MARTINEZ: The Phoenix and Scottie Snow are moving on to the finals of the Best of the Best Tournament, but perhaps the bigger story here is that Phoenix
and Snow are now the new World Tag Team Champions.

COREY TAYLOR: Finally, REBEL Pro has Tag Team Champions that they can be proud of.

JENNY JERSEY: And here are your winners and new REBEL Pro Tag Team Champions. The Phoenix and Scottie “The Panther” Snow!

Scottie is jumping up and down, he’s ecstatic until he sees the look of disgust The phoenix is giving him. Looking somewhat sombre now as they accept the
tag team belts from Jimmy Johnson.

ROB MARTINEZ: I believe that this is only Scottie’s second ever title.

COREY TAYLOR: And Rob, Phoenix had to do all of the work, Scottie should be ashamed of himself.

ROB MARTINEZ: Do what? Were

you watching the same match everyone else saw?

COREY TAYLOR: Of course I was, but the question is… did I pay attention?

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The crowd boos heavily as the combination of Cuzin’ Zeke and Mikey Massacre’s entrances hits the speakers and the Carolinas and World Champion come from
the back, their belts around their waists.

JENNY JERSEY: At a total combined weight of four hundred and ninety-eight pounds, they are your Carolinas and World Champion respectively, CUZIN’ ZEKE and
MIKEY MASSACRE…. FTC!

Mikey and Zeke walk down to the ring, but here comes The Freak and Shut Down to the party. Freak with a steel chair slams it into Mikey’s skull sending
him down to the floor. Zeke swings a big right handed haymaker, but Shut Down with a big boot to his gut doubles him over. Shut Down nails the Carolinas
Champion with a big right sending him backwards to the railing as the crowd is exploding with cheers.

COREY TAYLOR: Couldn’t these two idiots wait for the match to start?

ROB MARTINEZ: They brought the fight to FTC.

Mikey stumbles up to his feet, Freak with another steel chair shot, Mikey falls to his knees, but low blows Freak right in the crotch with a double fist.
Freak drops the steel chair to hold himself. Mikey with a clothesline sends him down on his back. Shut Down swings with a big right, but Zeke ducks under
the blow delivering a series of jabs to Shut Down’s ribs and stomach. Shut Down holds at his midsection as Zeke nails him with his trusty horseshoe and
Shut Down hits the floor. Mikey lifts Freak up to slam his face into the railing, once twice and a third time. Freak is on woozy street, but manages a
right hand to surprise Mikey who is still wearing his belt. Mikey falls back towards the ring. Freak dives forward with a flying right hand sending Mikey
to the floor on his rear, Mikey pleads for his assailant to hold on for a minute. Freak is hearing none of this as Zeke and Shut Down come past these two
with all four fists flying in rapid fire succession. Zeke connects with a right, Shut Down connects with a right of his own. Shut Down with a left, Zeke
with a left, these two big men are pounding away on each other, neither gaining an advantage.

ROB MARTINEZ: This match still has yet to make it inside the ring.

COREY TAYLOR: Look at Zeke kick Shut Down’s A*bleep*.

Freak with a boot to Mikey’s face sends the Heavyweight Champion down to the floor, Freak mounts him with fists flying showing his ground and pound technique.
Freak with a right hand to Mikey’s temple, another, and a sharp elbow to the same exact spot again. Mikey rolls Freak over against the railing, using an
electrical cord to wrap it around Freak’s throat trying to choke him. Mikey is showing his choke technique from his favorite move set. Freak is struggling
against this tactic when Shut Down stomps on Mikey’s face. Zeke is bent over at the waist, red faced and sweaty already in this match. Shut Down charges
at Zeke, but Zeke with a capture and spinebuster on the concrete sends him down hard and hurt. Shut Down raises up to place a hand on his lower back. Zeke
picks up the steps and drops them on Shut Down’s head, they clatter off his forehead and he is busted open. The crowd is booing the actions of FTC so far
in this match. Freak pulls himself up to a vertical base, slamming a boot into Mikey’s head. Freak rolls the World Champion onto the apron and forcefully
removes the World Title from his waist and Mikey is in the ring.

DING DING

Newly appointed Senior Referee Alan Stone calls for the bell as Freak hits the ropes with a lionsault onto Mikey, but Massacre able to lift the double knee
into Freak’s midsection. Zeke pulls Shut Down up to a vertical base, slamming a fist into his face before rolling him into the ring as well. Zeke climbs
onto the apron as well. Mikey rolls over to pull Shut Down up to a kneeling position and grind his knuckles into his forehead wound, ripping the tear further.
Shut Down with a fist drives the wind out of Massacre’s sails, but a big boot to the side of his head halts Shut Down’s progress. Shut Down hits the canvas
and struggles back to his feet as Freak has rolled out of the ring. Freak is on the outside setting up a table next to the ring apron, and is pulling some
other weapons from under the ring. Shut Down is trapped in the corner where Mikey and Zeke are pummeling him with fists and kicks to his body. But here
comes Freak to the rescue with a fire extinguisher. He nails Mikey’s skull with the hard part of the fire fighting tool, Mikey drops to the mat. Zeke turns
around and is sprayed in the face with the contents of the extinguisher. Shut Down looks up to Freak, a smile on his face. Freak places the nozzle between
his legs and steps over Mikey’s face and acts like he is pissing on him as he sprays Mikey in the face with the contents. The crowd laughs and cheers,
they absolutely hate Mikey and what he stands for. Here comes Vincent Black and the cheers turn to boos as he pulls Mikey out of the ring. Shut Down goes
for Zeke, but Black pulls him out as well. Black looks up at the two men inside the ring and shakes his head in their direction. Mikey is blinded by the
fire extinguisher and nails Black with a big right hand, Vincent tries to protect himself, but Mikey continues nailing him with rights and lefts, Black
stumbles into Zeke who turns around nailing Vincent with a right hand as well. Black falls to the floor and Mikey’s next right connects with Zeke’s jaw
sending him backwards. Mikey follows the sound of Zeke’s breathing and now FTC is fighting each other. Zeke with a big right, Mikey with a big right, Freak
and Shut Down just watch. Freak hits the ropes as Mikey and Zeke lock up, Shut Down catches his buddy, heaving him high into the air, over the top rope.
Freak lands on all three members of FTC, taking them out. Freak pops up, playing to the crowd with his arms spread. He points to the ring, encouraging
Shut Down to do a bit of high flying as well.

ROB MARTINEZ: What is going on with FTC here?

COREY TAYLOR: They are blinded and have no idea who they were fighting.

Shut Down acts like he doesn’t want to fly, but the crowd and Freak get him to finally nod his head. Shut Down hits the ropes, he propells himself over
slamming onto all three members with the biggest body splash Rebel Pro has ever seen!

COREY TAYLOR: Holy shit!

ROB MARTINEZ: We don’t agree often, but… diddo.

Freak pulls Shut Down up and the two high five each other when the crowd boos again, here comes Bubba J down to the mix, he is wielding a steel chair, he
comes flying around the side of the ring. Shut Down and Freak get ready for battle, but smile as here comes Rex Caliber to the fray. Bubba J turns swinging
the steel chair, Rex blocks it with a steel chair of his own. Freak with a quick low blow on Bubba J stops his fight with Rex short. Rex nails the Ragin’
Redneck with the steel, but the blow seens to clear Bubba J’s mind. He gets back up, Rex with another shot, Bubba J simply shakes his head, clearing the
cob webs. Rex with another shot and Bubba J is busted open from the steel. Bubba J with a boot, but Shut Down kicks him in the back sending him into Rex
who grabs him in a quick belly to belly suplex sending him crashing through the railing. The flimsy protection falls under Bubba J’s weight. Rex grabs
Bubba J by the waistband of his pants and proceeds to drag him out of the building. Vincent Black is up, he chases after Rex, limping slightly on his knee,
he intends to help out his friend. Zeke with the dented steel chair slams it into Freak’s skull sending the small man into the crowd. Shut Down turns around
Mikey slams the top of a ladder into his gut. Shut Down bends over at the waist, Mikey slams the ladder onto his back sending him to one knee. Mikey holds
the bottom of the ladder in a wheelbarrow position, swinging it around to slam into Shut Down’s skull. Mikey sets up the ladder, he climbs to the top,
he perches there as Zeke lifts Freak onto his shoulders in a powerbomb position. Zeke powerbombs Freak as Mikey leaps with a leg drop onto Freak’s throat,
he connects and it looks like Freak Show are eliminated from this tournament. Zeke rolls Freak into the ring and Mikey climbs to the top turnbuckle, he
dives forward with a Mick Foley type elbow drop, landing perfectly on Freak, he hooks the leg.

One…

Two…

Shut Down pulls Mikey off of Freak, keeping their chances to stay in this tournament alive. Reaching in quickly, Shut Down grabs the fire extinguisher as
well, he holds the nozzle as he smiles, the blood dripping down his forehead. Freak leans on his partner, to steady himself. Shut Down sprays the stuff
into the ring, but Zeke manages to close his eyes just in time and here comes Freak Show rolling into the ring. Mikey stomps down on Freak, Zeke pounds
a forearm into Shut Down. Shut Down fights up to a vertical base with a few well placed punches to Zeke’s inner thighs, as Freak takes down Mikey with
a single leg takedown. Shut Down whips Zeke into the ropes, he rebounds, Shut Down with a back body and Zeke goes through the table! The fragments fly
everywhere as Zeke slams through the table. Shut Down looks over the top rope down to his opponent, he smiles and dulks (Shut Down’s version of “Hulking”
up) for the crowd who love it. Freak hollers over to Shut Down, who is eyeing a pretty lady at ringside, before coming over. Freak motions for Shut Down
to put Mikey up on his shoulders, Shut Down obliges as Freak climbs to the top turnbuckle. Freak dives off the top rope with a hurricanrana holding it
for a pin after he lands.

One…

Two…

Three.

ROB MARTINEZ: Big Top Insanity!

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: Winners of the match and advancing to the finals of the Best of the Best Tournament, the team of The Freak and Shut Down… The Freak Show!
The crowd are on their feet as Insane Clown Posse’s “Oddities” blares up for the first time tonight. Freak and Shut Down climb out of the ring, heading
over to the announce table where Rob Martinez hands them their box they had placed their earlier in the day. The Freak Show begin passing out Muppet Babies
that resemble FTC’s Zeke, Massacre, and Black almost identically. The Muppets have been… modified with some arms being removed, some eyes blackened,
and well… other Freak Showish things have been done to Miss Piggy that shouldn’t be mentioned.

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CREDITS
Main Event(Freak Show vs FTC’s Mikey Massacre and Cuzin’ Zeke)-Bean

Jonas Brothers vs Phoenix and Scottie Snow-Freak Show

Chad Kurtis vs Mike “Assman” Trey-Bean

After match with “The Show-Kent

Four Way #1 Contender’s Cup Trophy-Ro

Bluegrass Mafia 2.0 vs Nite Thyme-Bean

“Incredible” Mack segment-Greg

REBEL/NAPW SUPERSHOW VII
09/15/2009
The REBEL Arena in Raleigh, North Carolina is filled up with rowdy rebel rousers ready for ringside … raction. Er, action. Chants of “REBEL RULES” rise
up, fans definitely excited for the wrestlin’ to start…

The cheering turns to boos when the Gregorian chant of “Dies Irae” fills the speakers in the Rebel Arena. NAPW’s Sean and Seamus O’Connor walk from the
back wearing their brown robes with the hoods up; the NAPW Tag Team belts reside around their waist as they walk slowly down the aisle to the beat of the
chanting.

JENNY JERSEY: They are the NAPW Tag Team Champions, Hailing from Boston Massachusetts and representing New Alberta Pro Wrestling, at a total combined weight
of three hundred pounds even… SEAMUS and SEAN O’CONNOR… THE BROTHERS O’CONNOR!

Seamus and Sean kneel down on both knees before the ring as they place their belts on the apron. After a brief moment, they climb onto the apron to step
through the ropes.

“Everyone I Went to High School with is Dead” hits the speakers and the team that usually gets boos, receives a chorus of cheers because they are going
up against NAPW here in this match.

ROB MARTINEZ: Jim and Tommy aren’t used to this kind of treatment.

COREY TAYLOR: There is no reason for their cheering, they are not enlightened as I am.

ROB MARTINEZ: Please don’t tell me you are… converted.

COREY TAYLOR: I am part of the movement, that is correct.

ROB MARTINEZ(muttering): Until some other fad comes along.

JENNY JERSEY: Representing Rebel Pro as the Tag Team Champions, they weigh in at a combined weight of four hundred and sixty-six pounds, JIM and TOMMY…
THE JONAS BROTHERS!

Jim and Tommy step through the ropes and stare daggers at The Brothers O’Connor across the ring.

“I’m A Rebel” hits the speakers as Larry Gordon walks from the back, a microphone in his hand and a look of distaste on his face.

LARRY GORDON: Jim and Tommy…

He nods his head at both wrestlers.

LARRY GORDON: Since you are Rebel Pro Tag Team Champions, do you think it is beneath you to record a promo in a non-title match?

Jim and Tommy make no sign to acknowledge Larry Gordon, the owner of Rebel Pro.

LARRY GORDON: Well, as the line states, this card is subject to change. I’ve discussed it with the Commissioner of NAPW and he has no problem with the
change.

Larry Gordon smiles a bit.

LARRY GORDON: This match has been changed… your Rebel Pro Tag Team Championship… is on the line. Ring the bell.

Larry turns to walk back up the aisleway.

ROB MARTINEZ: Unbelievable!

DING DING

The bell rings and Sean goes in for a lock up with Tommy Jonas, but his foot snaps out connecting with Tommy’s face snapping his head backwards. Tommy
falls down to the canvas but before he hits the mat, Sean has kicked him in the temple four more times. Seamus leaps over the top rope, charges across
the ring, and connects with a superkick to Jim’s chin sending him flying over the top rope to the outside.

ROB MARTINEZ: Geeze!

COREY TAYLOR: Yeah, aren’t these guys awesome?

Sean steps on Tommy’s face and points to Jimmy Johnson, signaling for him to count. Seamus stands with his hands clasped in front of him, his head lowered.
One. Two. Three.

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: Winners of the match and NEEEEEW Rebel Pro Tag Team champions…. Seamus and Sean, the Brothers O’Connor!

COREY TAYLOR: I’m so happy…

ROB MARTINEZ: Can you shut up, you are pathetic.

Jimmy Johnson hand Seamus and Sean their respective Rebel Pro tag team belts and a microphone.

SEAMUS: These belts represent nothing.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

SEAN: These belts are nothing more than glorified trashcan lids that you whores grovel for.

Seamus and Sean take the belts, lifting them high in the air, to drop them on the canvas. They make sure to stand on the faceplates of the belts.

SEAMUS: We do not want these belts, we do not need these belts.

SEAN: For as sorry and pathetic as the TDA are, they do not even deserve these… titles.

SEAMUS: Your champions lasted a total of five seconds…. and you call them your champions…

Both shake their heads.

SEAN: We shall not let that name befall us, to follow us around like the stench it is.

SEAMUS: As of this very instant, the belts are vacated and hold their rightful place.

SEAN: Below the true Tag Team Champions, the NAPW Tag Team Champions, but more importantly… “The Mission’s” Champions.

Seamus and Sean spit on the belts before climbing out of the ring to head up to the aisle to the booing of the crowd. They walk past the form of Larry
Gordon who just stares at them as they pass by.

ROB MARTINEZ: A bit uncalled for.

COREY TAYLOR: Very much so, I guess the Jonas Brothers will learn that a non-title match can turn into a title match.

ROB MARTINEZ: That isn’t what I am talking about.

COREY TAYLOR: After all, it does say card subject to change.

ROB MARTINEZ: Oh nevermind.

LARRY GORDON: Boys, boys, boys.

He looks to the ring where Jim is lifting Tommy up to his feet.

LARRY GORDON: I guess you will learn that even if it is non-title, you are required to record a promo. I am the owner, the boss, and what I say does go.
Don’t piss me off again.

The crowd is behind Larry Gordon now, cheering him on; the Jonas Brothers look with distaste at the Rebel Pro owner.

LARRY GORDON: But you boys did defend successfully at least once, so you get your garanteed rematch next week at Underground’s “Prove Your Worth”. See,
the match will still be for the Rebel Pro Tag Team Championship, but this time… you have to win them, instead of defend them. See you boys next week.
Larry turns around to walk backstage.

ROB MARTINEZ: Shocking news Corey.

COREY TAYLOR: Not really, I knew next week was Underground “Prove Your Worth”, you should check your e-mail more often.

Larry turns around to face Jim and Tommy once more.

LARRY GORDON: Oh, in order to regain the belts… you’ll have to Prove Your Worth!

He turns back around and walks through the curtain.

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JENNY JERSEY: The following match is scheduled for one fall…

“Lipless” plays, bringing out the NAPW Heritage Champion to a chorus of boos.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first, weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds. He is the NAPW Canadian Heritage Champion. From Jersey City, New Jersey,
this is HOSTILE!!

The champ shows nothing but disdain for the crowd. He holds his title up for all to see, even though this is a non title affair.

Four Cellos.

The REBEL fans are on their feet for Hostile’s opponent!

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent, weighing in at two hundred and ten pounds! From Brooklyn, New York: This is RAVAGER!!

ROB MARTINEZ: Ravager looking more focused than usual tonight. This will be his last appearance in North Carolina…

COREY TAYLOR: I notice he didn’t bring the Aerial Assault trophy with him. If he’s quitting he could at least give REBEL the trophy back…

ROB MARTINEZ: That makes no sense at all.

Ravager eyes Hostile warily. Hostile gives a sick smirk to Ravager. Referee Alan Stone calls for the bell and the two men lock up. Hostile manages a waist
lock takedown, and tries to put pressure on Ravager’s injured neck. Ravager squirms out of the hold and rolls to his stomach. He gets to his feet, but
Hostile is there to slap on a side headlock. He twists on Ravager’s neck, trying to do more damage.

ROB MARTINEZ: Hostile going for a mat based game tonight.

COREY TAYLOR: Yet another message sent to Ravager. First he takes out his student, and now he’s going to out-wrestle him!

Hostile tries to take Ravager down to the mat. Ravager grabs hold of Hostile’s waist, and tries for a back drop. Hostile drives his elbow into the back
of Ravager’s neck! Ravager slumps to one knee. Hostile lets go of the headlock, and now he grabs Ravager by the hair…

Ravager with a low blow! He suckered Hostile in, and now he’s getting some payback for this past week! He delivers a vicious headbutt that staggers the
Heritage champion! Then another! And another! Ravager nails a European Uppercut, then hits the ropes and comes back with a lariat! Hostile is down, and
Ravager covers! One… two… Hostile kicks out! Ravager gets on top of Hostile and starts laying in with fists to the forehead. Hostile pushes him off
and Ravager rolls to the corner. Hostile to his feet, Ravager charges, Hostile catches him with a boot to the gut! He knocks Ravager back into the turnbuckles.
He lands on his ass, and Hostile races in with the Psych Major! Ravager’s head snaps back, and he falls to the mat, clutching his neck! Hostile drags him
out of the corner, Ravager rolls to all fours trying to get away… Hostile hits the ropes and comes back with a running punt to the skull! Ravager slumps
to the mat as a hush goes over the crowd! He rolls Ravager over and hooks the leg for a cover!

ONE!!

TWO!!

THR- Ravager gets a shoulder up! That gets the crowd to make some noise, and Ravager tries to get back to his feet. Hostile delivers forearm shots to the
back of Ravager’s head, adding more damage to the neck. Ravager gets an elbow to the gut of the Heritage champ, but it doesn’t have the effect he wants.
Hostile hauls Ravager up of the mat, pushes him to the ropes. Ravager bounces backwards into a German Suplex! Hostile drops him right on his neck, and
the fans at ringside wince at the impact! But Hostile hangs on and rolls through to deliver a second, and yes a third suplex! Hostile covers! One… two…
Ravager with a foot on the bottom rope! Referee Stone checks to see if Ravager really wants to continue, and gets an affirmative “YES”. Ravager fires off
with weak fists to the gut. Hostile lifts Ravager up for a body slam… Ravager with a small package! One… two… Hostile kicks out! He tries to clothesline
a rising Ravager, but he ducks and catches him with a schoolboy pin! One… two… Hostile kicks out again! Hostile boots Ravager in the gut, then tosses
him over the top rope and to the floor!

ROB MARTINEZ: Ravager’s neck is taking a lot of punishment. He needs to end this soon, or he’ll be leaving Carolina on a stretcher!

Ravager crawling under the ring as Hostile climbs out after him. He grabs Ravager by the leg and pulls him to ring side…

Ravager finds a fire extinguisher under the ring, and he gives Hostile a faceful! The champs staggers, and Ravager nails him in the back with the extinguisher!
And now Ravager grabs a chair…

SMACK!!

He brings the chair down across the back of Hostile, and the fans are enjoying this. Ravager with a few more chair shots, trying to weaken his opponent
even more!

ROB MARTINEZ: Hostile changed his style up tonight, looks like Ravager is doing the same!

COREY TAYLOR: Ravager can’t do half the moves he likes because of his neck! This isn’t a change of style, this is pure desperation!

Ravager hauls off and cracks Hostile one more time, right upside the head! Hostile falls forward, Ravager catches him, and rolls him into the ring. He
slides in after him, and sets the chair up beneath Hostile’s head. Ravager locks up Hostile’s legs, and now he grabs the arms. He’s going to curb stomp
Hostile right on the chair!

ROB MARTINEZ: Wait a second…

There is a commotion as it looks like a fan is on the ring apron…

COREY TAYLOR: Hey, isn’t that…

The student Hostile assaulted. The student Ravager expelled. Is standing on the ring apron. Ravager lets go of Hostile and questions what the student,
who responds by punching Ravager right in the face! Ravager is furious, and he drags the student into the ring… Hostile is up, and he clobbers Ravager
from behind, then spins him around… IMPLANT DDT! Ravager driven into the mat! Hostile goes for a cover… the student stops him. He points at the chair.
He grabs Ravager and drags him up, holding him in place for Hostile to hit him. Hostile thinks about it for a second, then smiles, as he picks up the chair,
and takes a step back, ready to end Ravager once and for all…

Only he steps back into Taboo, who has charged out from the locker room! Taboo with a waist lock on Hostile… HUGE German Suplex, folds the champ in half!
The student lets go of Ravager and starts to yell at Taboo. Taboo just grins and accepts the verbal abuse. The student doesn’t stop to ask why. He just
keeps yelling. He also doesn’t stop to ask why the fans are cheering. He only stops when Taboo points at something…

Ravager is on his feet. He is holding his neck. He has a look of fury on his face. His former student takes a step back, trying to plead his case. Ravager
doesn’t waste any time listening. He lunges forward and plants a boot int he kid’s gut. He locks the kid up for a suplex… Taboo kicks the chair over…
Ravager drops the kid on the chair with a brainbuster! He kicks the kid out of the ring, and offers up one last piece of wisdom:

RAVAGER: That showed balls. But you’re still fired.

Ravager nods his thanks to Taboo, who makes his way back to the locker room. Hostile is slowly getting back to his feet… Ravager sends him back down
with a Sliding D! He covers! One… two… Hostile gets a shoulder up!

COREY TAYLOR: That kid may be broken in half, but he kept Ravager from getting a pin on Hostile after that Suplex. So his plan wasn’t a total failure!
ROB MARTINEZ: You actually think he had a plan?

COREY TAYLOR: That may be a bit generous, granted.

Ravager looks to finish Hostile off, tries to lock on the Kata-Hajime! But he’s been weakened too much to really cinch it in. Hostile grabs Ravager’s leg
and pulls him onto his back for a pin! ONE!! TWO!! Ravager gets a shoulder up to avoid pinning himself! Hostile slips out of the hold…

And slaps on the Demon’s Dream! He pulls back on the neck of Ravager, who is in intense pain! Referee Stone is right there to check for a submission! Ravager
shouts out “NO”, but he can’t break the hold! Hostile pulls back even harder, and Stone looks like he’s ready to end the match right there! He’s about
to call for the bell…

Ravager reaches out and grabs the bottom rope! Stone forces the break, and Hostile is livid, feeling Stone waited too long to call for the bell! Stone
stands his ground, telling Hostile that there was no submission, so the match continues. Hostile drives a vicious knee to the back of Ravager’s head. Then
another. He grabs Ravager around the waist and hauls him up with a gut wrench powerbomb! Ravager laid flat on the mat, and now Hostile goes to the top
rope! He’s going for the New Jersey Head Shot! Ravager rolls to the ropes just as Hostile reaches the top turnbuckle. Ravager grabs the ropes and starts
shaking them! Hostile tries to keep his balance but finally falls, crotching himself on the top turnbuckle! Ravager spies the chair that never did get
kicked out of the ring, and grabs it. He tees off on Hostile’s head, bending it on the Heritage champ’s skull! Hostile is busted open from the shot! Ravager
climbs on to the turnbuckle, and he’s going for Instant Karma! He starts to lift him up… but he can’t do it! Too much damage has been done! Hostile fires
some punches to Ravager’s gut, then pushes him off the turnbuckles! Ravager lands flat on his back, and now Hostile comes off with the New Jersey Head
Shot! Ravager rolls out of the way! Hostile lands face first on the mat! Ravager tries to get to his feet, but he is having serious trouble now. Hostile
is stirring, but he’s not moving very fast either. Ravager climbs/falls out of the ring, and now he’s looking under the ring for something…

The fans cheer as Ravager pulls out a table! He slides it into the ring, then climbs in and starts to set it up near the turnbuckles! Hostile is to his
knees, and Ravager comes over and drives his knee into the side Hostile’s skull! He hefts Hostile up and sets him on the table. And now Ravager climbs
to the top rope. He’s going for his own diving headbutt! … Hostile rolls off the table. Ravager climbs down to place Hostile back on the table…

Low blow by Hostile! Ravager crumples… Hostile lifts Ravager up and drops him across the top turnbuckle!

COREY TAYLOR: Snake eyes!

Ravager’s head snaps back again, and now he looks like he can barely stand. Hostile sets Ravager up on the top rope. He slowly climbs up, stopping once
to regain his balance. He hooks Ravager’s arms, going for a superplex! Ravager fires some shots to the gut, trying to fight the move. Hostile clubs Ravager
across the neck with a forearm shot. Both men are now teetering on the top rope, fighting to keep their balance. Hostile tries one more time for the superplex…
Ravager with a fist to the kidneys, and now he sweeps the leg…

STO off the top rope through the table! The fans roar as the table explodes! Both men are down and out! Referee Stone starts to count both men out…

Ravager manages to drape his arm across Hostile’s chest! Stone counts!

ONE!!

TWO!!

THREE!!

JENNY JERSEY: Here is your winner: RAVAGER!!

ROB MARTINEZ: Hostile showed tonight why he is a true champion! But he may have given Ravager just a little too much added motivation!

COREY TAYLOR: Ravager got lucky. He’ll be even luckier if he can walk out of here!

Hostile has rolled out of the ring, and looks back on Ravager with a sneer before walking away. Ravager slowly pulls himself up with the help of Stone
and Chris Kamikaze. He soaks in the cheers as the REBEL fans give him one last ovation.

Only one match to go…

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JENNY JERSEY: Alright fans, it is now time for the NAPW vs REBEL RUMBLE! The rules are as follows: every wrestle can only eliminate the opposing team’s
wrestlers by throwing them over the top rope, with both feet hitting the floor…. new wrestlers enter the match every minute until all 15 are in! The
surviving team wins! Now, the two men who drew numbers one and two…

Corrosion of Conformity blasts out and the crowd boos Steve Parker, NAPW, who steps through the curtain with The Smile plastered over his face.

JENNY JERSEY: Representing NAPW, he is “THE STAR-SPANGLED SENSATION”… STEVE PARKER!

ROB MARTINEZ: Former Heritage Champion, definitely one of NAPW’s hottest young stars. But this contest is unusual, in that it is a TEAM Rumble. Parker
is on the ‘same side’ as a couple men who aren’t fond of him – namely Bruce “The Beast” Richards!

COREY TAYLOR: These fans here boo Parker, the fans in Alberta boo Parker, it’s a joke. He’s an American’s American and deserves a standing ovation.

ROB MARTINEZ: Come on Corey, he’s kind of arrogant…

COREY TAYLOR: Wouldn’t you be if you knew you were the best? You’re not, because -I- am.

Just in time for fall: THE BEATLES! “Why Don’t We Do It In The Road?” elicits a big pop as fan-favorite Mike Trey struts out, wearing his classic “GIVE
US A WIGGLE” t-shirt.

JENNY JERSEY: And representing REBEL Pro, MIKE “ASSMAN” TREY!

ROB MARTINEZ: And like I said before, the NAPW team might have trouble getting along… but so might the REBEL team! I don’t think any of the REBEL members
in the match like the FTC’s Cuzin Zeke… but here we go! Parker from behind and the match is on!

COREY BRANDON: Assman shouldn’t have turned his back on him.

Parker tries to dump Trey over, but Mike holds on and gets an elbow in Parker’s face. Steve stumbles, here comes Assman looking for the Ass-Cracker, Parker
blocks, nails a dropkick. Chop across the chest! Parker grabs Assman by the legs and tries to dump him over, Trey hanging on to the top rope.

ROB MARTINEZ: Parker could give his team an early advantage by eliminating Trey, but we don’t know what team will get the next member – the order of entrance
was drawn at random in the back!

Trey fights his way back to the canvas, now trying to just force Parker over. He’s not having any more luck than his opponent did, however, and Parker
claws the eyes to get out. Parker whips Trey to the ropes – reversal – side Russian Leg Sweep! Parker is down, and Assman…

GIVES ‘EM A WIGGLE!

THREE, TWO, ONE, BLAAAAAAAAAAAAT!

The airhorn signals a new entrant into the match…

ROB MARTINEZ: And here comes a member of BLOOD HARVEST, NAPW’s newest tag team – Roger “Rocketsauce” Malone! And he’s wearing the new Blood Harvest t-shirt…
wait a minute. Does it only have THREE tour dates on it?

COREY TAYLOR: Limited edition, Martinez. If you didn’t get one earlier you’re out of luck.

ROB MARTINEZ: And what is… what the heck is Chaz throwing to the crowd?

Indeed, the bass player/manager for Blood Harvest, “Chedda” Chaz, looks bombed out of his mind, his tour t-shirt still with a piece of tape with the price
on it… and he’s tossing some objects out of a bowl. One lands at the announce table.

COREY TAYLOR: OH MY GOD IT’S A SPLEEN

ROB MARTINEZ: Relax, Corey. It’s fake… disgusting, but fake. Blood Harvest branching out into new merchandising ideas – this fake spleen even has their
logo on it!

Clad in full “metal” outfit, Roger reaches in the bowl and tosses a fake, slimey large intestine to a confused Mike Trey —

AND STEVE PARKER SNEAKS UP BEHIND AND TIPS MIKE OUT OF THE RING!

JENNY JERSEY: Mike Trey has been eliminated!

ROB MARTINEZ: REBEL is down one man, and that means… well, we have two NAPW wrestlers in the ring with nothing to do.

COREY TAYLOR: They have an advantage then!

Rocketsauce gets in the Rumble and looks like he wants to fight Parker? Steve gives him The Smile and says let’s just wait…

THREE, TWO, ONE, BLAAAAAAAAAT!

ROB MARTINEZ: Here comes another REBEL wrestler… but the fans sure don’t have much to cheer for. It’s Cuzin Zeke!

COREY TAYLOR: He is the Carolinas Champion, he deserves respect.

As Cuzin Zeke hits the ring, Parker is chatting quickly to Rocketsauce. He has a PLAN. The big man steps in, Parker and Rocketsauce charge — Parker stops
short! Rocketsauce tries to lift the big Kentuckian up and over the top rope to no avail… Big forearm shot across the back! Zeke hooks a struggling Rocketsauce
in a front face lock, staring at Parker, who just shrugs. Zeke with a big suplex to Blood Harvest’s guitar player. Zeke picks him up over his head, looking
to dump him over the top rope with ease, but Parker pulls Roger’s feet and yanks him off. Parker nails Zeke and tries to dump him out as a rattled Roger
gets up to try to help.

ROB MARTINEZ: Zeke is one of the biggest men who will be in this match, Parker and Roger not having an easy time putting him out.

COREY TAYLOR: He’s the BEST big man in the match.

Try as they might, Parker and Roger can’t get Zeke over the top. They get shoved away. Big right hand knocks Roger down, another one sends Parker reeling
…

THREE, TWO, ONE, BLAAAAAAAT!

The crowd finally has a reason to cheer —

“THE SHOW” CHAD KURTIS comes out of the chute!

ROB MARTINEZ: The man “on his own damn time” as it were! Chad is a star in both NAPW and REBEL, and in this match wasn’t going to take sides. Definitely
the wildcard and the underdog, but that’s just how Chad likes it.

COREY TAYLOR: I heard Chad likes it…

ROB MARTINEZ: Why are you so gross?

Chad Kurtis hits the ring… and immediately goes after FTC member Cuzin Zeke! Chad is gunning for Mikey Massacre’s REBEL World Title after all. Zeke swings,
Chad ducks and starts peppering him with big shots! He has Zeke on the ropes, gets a run — ZEKE BACKDROPS CHAD! HE — manages to land on the ring apron!
Zeke thinks he’s eliminated Chad, he turns around to gloat, receives a shoulder to the midsection! Kurtis sunset flips back into the ring, sending Zeke
down. No pinfalls here, so Kurtis leaps up and hits a basement dropkick into Zeke’s face. Rocketsauce jumps Chad from behind and tries to knock him out
of the ring, Kurtis hits a back kick to the gut and delivers a pele kick that sends Roger to the canvas! Steve Parker tryin’ to sneak up on Chad, but he
gets caught. Kurtis with a flurry sends Parker to the corner. He looks out to the fans, do they want it? CHOP! Parker holds his chest in pain, but Zeke
comes from behind with a double ax handle. Parker smiles, and then he and Zeke begin putting the boots to “The Show!”

ROB MARTINEZ: I can’t believe it, NAPW and REBEL are teaming up to try to put The Show out!

COREY TAYLOR: Just goes to show you that nobody likes Chad Kurtis.

THREE, TWO, ONE, BLAAAAAAAAAT!

ROB MARTINEZ: Chad might want to hope it’s somebody who’ll turn the tide for him… it’s another member of Blood Harvest! NAPW gets a third man in the
ring, here comes James “Deadpool” Blackpool!

COREY TAYLOR: Lead singer and also guitar of Blood Harvest, you nimrod.

Deadpool hits the ring as Show is fighting off three men. He seems to be

getting somewhere when James hits him with a Double “Guitar” handle smash from
behind. Zeke starts choking out The Show as Deadpool and Rocketsauce high-five. Parker Smiles, but then James starts yelling at him. “You’re not singing
for this band, don’t even think about it!” Parker has no idea what’s going on as Rocketsauce tries to calm James down. Still scowling at Parker, James
starts attacking The Show. Parker and Rocketsauce join in as Zeke lifts Show up to put him out. Chad is hanging on for dear life to the top and middle
ropes, trying to fight out, but it looks bad for him…

COREY TAYLOR: And there’s nobody on Chad’s team to come “save him.” Hahaha.

ROB MARTINEZ: It’s not looking good for The Show here, that’s for sure.

THREE, TWO, ONE, BLAAAAAAAAAAT!

ROB MARTINEZ: You were saying nobody would save The Show, Corey? How about his BIG BROTHER — HERE COMES MATTHEW KURTIS!

COREY TAYLOR: He’d be stupid to do so, they’re against each other in this —

But Matt Kurtis goes right to the aid of his brother! He tears off Rocketsauce… BIG RIGHT HAND! James runs at him EATS A BIG BOOT! Steve Parker runs
at the man and gets an inverted atomic drop for his troubles. While Parker dances to the tune of his singin’ jewels, Cuzin Zeke charges at Matt Kurtis.
The two bigger men go at it, Zeke with a slug. He whips Matt off the ropes, but Matt explodes off with the Bluegrass Mafia kick, knocking Zeke down! The
Show and Matt bump knuckles…

ROB MARTINEZ: It looks like the Kurtis clan are going to take everybody else out and then settle it between themselves.

COREY TAYLOR: Foolish sentiment!

Zeke gets up, but it’s not as if Matt Kurtis can eliminate him – they’re technically on the same team in this contest. So that leaves Zeke to instead grab
Steve Parker and try to put him out… Chad and Matt each take up a Blood Harvest member and deliver wicked chops to each man’s chest! They each howl in
pain as Chad shouts “WELCOME TO WRESTLING.”

THREE, TWO, ONE, BLAAAAAAAAAAT!

ROB MARTINEZ: Here comes a REBEL newcomer, Kid Loser! The ring is filling up, we’re up to seven men — wait a minute! Blood Harvest with double low blows!
Deadpool is trying to put Matt Kurtis out… what’s Rocketsauce saying to Chaz?

Rocketsauce whips Chad to the ropes, as Chedda stumbles onto the apron and yanks the top rope down.

Too bad for him that Chad reversed the whip. Rocketsauce goes spilling over the top rope!

JENNY JERSEY: Rocketsauce has been eliminated!

Kid Loser hits the ring as Roger shouts at Chedda, who just smiles and rubs his nose. Roger takes off the back, frustrated as Kid Loser tries to sneak
up on Chad and dump him out. Meanwhile Parker has gotten free of Zeke and is trying to help Deadpool put Matt Kurtis out of the match… Zeke goes after
Chad as well, as each Kurtis brother is being double-teamed.

THREE, TWO, ONE, BLAAAAAAAAAAT!

ROB MARTINEZ: Christopher Samsonite is in the match, another REBEL wrestler. They’re starting to pile up here!

COREY TAYLOR: Samsonite could be the dark horse winner, Martinez.

Samsonite goes right for Parker and Deadpool, helping out his REBEL compatriot. He tries to eliminate Deadpool… as Parker sneaks up on Cuzin Zeke and
Kid Loser, who are trying to push Chad out, lifting both men up! Loser and Chad tumble over the top but land on the ring apron, as Zeke turns around and
nails Parker with a big shot. He starts stomping.

All around the ring everybody is trying to eliminate somebody, struggling to topple a man over the top.

THREE, TWO, ONE, BLAAAAAAAAAAAAT!

ROB MARTINEZ: ANOTHER REBEL wrestler. Johnny Maverick hits the ring!

Maverick immediately joins up with Cuzin Zeke trying to eliminate Steve Parker. Deadpool is barely hanging on while the powerful Matthew Kurtis tries to
just shove him over the top rope. Kid Loser and Christopher Samsonite are working on “The Show.”

ROB MARTINEZ: Something has to give.

COREY TAYLOR: It’s all REBEL right now, they could make this very easy on themselves by eliminating all their foes…

THREE, TWO, ONE, BLAAAAAAAAAAAAT!

ROB MARTINEZ: NAPW sending another one out… IT’S THE BEAST!

COREY TAYLOR: Look out!

Richards storms the ring, roaring! He immediately is set upon by Johnny Maverick — WHO GETS TOSSED OVER THE TOP ROPE! Christopher Samsonite goes for
The Beast, gets brought onto his shoulders!

CHARRRRRRRRRRRT ATTTTAAAAAAAAAAAACK!

Over the top rope onto Johnny Maverick!

Steve Parker and Deadpool take cover from their raging teammate as Matthew Kurtis gets knocked into the corner by a clothesline. The Show is no enemy of
The Beast’s, but nonetheless he gets his head taken off with a lariat! That leaves only one man standing —

CUZIN ZEKE!

Zeke hits The Beast, Beast returns fire. They’re trading blows in the center of the ring, Zeke tries to grab a Cobra Clutch — but Bruce reverses into
one of his own. And there’s the BOMB portion of his! Zeke gets up, staggered, and turns around into a huge clothesline RIGHT OVER THE TOP ROPE! The fans
are booing and cheering, not happy about REBEL getting owned by The Beast, but cheering for Zeke being eliminated!

JENNY JERSEY: Johnny Maverick, Christopher Samsonite, and Cuzin Zeke have all been eliminated!

ROB MARTINEZ: And just like that the match complexion has changed! REBEL is down to just two men, Kid Loser and Matthew Kurtis, after seeing three eliminated.
COREY TAYLOR: BUT CAN THE BEAST GET ALONG WITH STEVE PARKER?

Sure enough, Beast’s nemesis in recent times is standing up nervously, smiling *the smile*, and extending his hand to The Beast. Richards glares at the
American-American… and shakes? NO!

He yanks Parker in, CHART ATTACK! Beast picks up a dead Parker and tosses him over the top rope?

COREY TAYLOR: What a moron. He can’t eliminate his own teammate!

ROB MARTINEZ: I don’t think Bruce cares, he just wanted a piece of Steve Parker. And you’re right, Parker is NOT eliminated… but he ain’t in a hurry
to get back into the ring.

Richards looks out the crowd, smirking and raising his eyebrows. He shrugs as the crowd cheers, laughing at Steve Parker.

THREE, TWO, ONE… BLAAAAAAAAAAAT!

The third member of Blood Harvest comes charging out, Daniel “Thrill Kill” Kilroy. In the ring “The Show” is fending off the attack of Rocketsauce, Daniel
gets in the ring and nails a spinning heel kick on The Show. Blood Harvest picking the man up. Kid Loser goes after The Beast, and he’s joined by Matthew
Kurtis as they try to eliminate Richards. The struggles carry the minute…

THREE, TWO, ONE, BLAAAAAAAAAAAAT!

COREY TAYLOR: My favorite to win with Cuzin Zeke out!

ROB MARTINEZ: Former REBEL Pro World Champion, NAPW world champion – the man has held it all! Lloyd Rees!

Rees hits the ring and immediately tips Matt Kurtis and Kid Loser up and over – almost sending Bruce out in the process! Matt’s big form doesn’t receive
the forced momentum, but Loser goes right to the floor and is out.

JENNY JERSEY: Kid Loser has been eliminated!

ROB MARTINEZ: I think Rees was hoping his act would send Bruce out as well, at the ‘hands’ of the REBEL wrestlers.

COREY TAYLOR: Blasphemer.

Rees then goes for “The Show” Chad Kurtis…

THREE, TWO, ONE, BLAAAAAAAAAAT!

Taboo is coming to the ring! The whole way he keeps looking in the crowd, as if scanning for someone…

ROB MARTINEZ: Taboo no doubt expecting another appearance by Hostile, who has made a point of interfering against Taboo over recent months. But that feud
won’t be settled here tonight!

COREY TAYLOR: Taboo better get his head straight or he’ll be tossed right out.

“The Suplex Automaton” hits the ring and starts suplexing! The Show gets suplexed! Matt Kurtis! And then Lloyd Rees just for good measure!

THREE, TWO, ONE, BLAAAAAAAAAAAT!

ROB MARTINEZ: The final man in the match, and the last REBEL entrant – El Rey de Corazones! And as much as I hate to see it, NAPW has a big numbers advantage
here!

El Rey hits the ring and grabs the two Blood Harvest members, conking their heads together. The popular luchardore big man then tosses him them both over
by the scruffs of their necks — Thrill Kill manages to hang on, but Deadpool is outta here!

JENNY JERSEY: Deadpool has been eliminated!

Rees from behind!

JENNY JERSEY: El Rey de Corazones has been eliminated!

COREY TAYLOR: Don’t ever turn your back in a battle royale. Not that he can see much with that mask blocking most of his vision.

ROB MARTINEZ: Bad break for REBEL – The Show and Matthew Kurtis are fighting The Beast!

Double irish whip, double clothesline — THE BEAST DUCKS IT! WAIT! Rees and Parker (who snuck back into the ring) each pull down the top rope! Beast almost
goes over, not quite, but Chad & Matt hit that double clothesline sending Bruce out!

JENNY JERSEY: Bruce Richards has been eliminated!

ROB MARTINEZ: We wondered how the teams would do, but we can see — Lloyd Rees and Steve Parker want all the glory for themselves!

Parker tells Rees “Thanks, I’ll handle it from here.” Rees doesn’t take too kindly to that, telling Parker to “WATCH DA MASTER AT WORK!” Parker and Rees
argue with one another

SUPERKICK!

Rees ducks the superkick meant for him, and Parker sails over the top rope! Rees tells Parker that’s what he gets — Parker grabs Rees outstretched hand
and holds on to it? Matt Kurtis easily hoists Rees up and over the top rope with the assist!

JENNY JERSEY: Steve Parker and Lloyd Rees have been eliminated!

ROB MARTINEZ: Dissension in the NAPW ranks has cost the NAPW squad, they’re down to just Taboo and Thrill Kill after having a huge advantage. In fact,
we are at the final four — Taboo, Thrill Kill, Chad Kurtis and Matt Kurtis!

Taboo is leaning over the top rope, yelling “WAS THAT HOSTILE? COME ON HOSTILE! COME IN! TRY TO COST ME! COME ON!” And behind him…

THE SHOW TIPS HIM OVER!

JENNY JERSEY: Taboo has been eliminated!

Taboo looks up, a little bit upset, but Chad says “I’m my OWN damn team in this one, pal.” Meanwhile, it looks like the remaining members of Blood Harvest
have made their way back to ringside to cheer on Thrill Kill!

COREY MARTIN: That is one of the smartest things I’ve seen Chad Kurtis do.

ROB MARTINEZ: Taboo clearly distracted by even the spectre of Hostile… One man left in each fed!

Thrill Kill charges in, throwing right hands at both Chad and Matt! And… he has little to no effect. His situation dawns upon him as Chad and Matt exchange
glances…

WHAM!

Matt sets him up —

BLUEGRASS BOMB!

Chad picks up Thrill Kill’s carcass, tells his brother NO THIS IS HOW YOU DO IT

CK FINALE!

Thrill Kill is toast, splattered on the canvas— and both Kurtis brothers pick him up and toss him out of the ring onto Blood Harvest!

And now the crowd is getting into it as Chad and Matt circle each other. Chad ducks a right hand, hits a dropkick sending Matt to the ropes. He tries to
eliminate his big brother, but Matt is too strong. He turns it around, picks Chad up in snake eyes to throw him out… Chad hooks his feet around Matt’s
head! THEY BOTH TUMBLE OUT!

And… wait a minute.

JENNY JERSEY: Chad and Matt Kurtis have been eliminated…

ROB MARTINEZ: We don’t have a winner! Nobody is left —

COREY TAYLOR: Yes there is, Rob.

In the ring, Thrill Kill is still splat on the mat.

JENNY JERSEY: Therefore the winner of the NAPW vs REBEL Rumble… DANIEL “THRILL KILL” KILROY!

ROB MARTINEZ: I don’t believe it, Blood Harvest have won the match! The rest of his band kept him from hitting both feet on the floor and deposited him
back on the canvas!

COREY TAYLOR: The power of the metal.

Rocketsauce and Deadpool rush into the ring Chaz stumbles halfway then passes out, drooling at ringside, as Blood Harvest raise Thrill Kill to his feet.
He’s out like a light, no idea that he’s a winner! But even if it was by fluke, Blood Harvest have their first big win.

——————————————————————————–

“Don’t Wanna Stop” hits the speakers and TDA come out to a mixed reaction; cheers for Macculloch and hearty boos for Demo-man. Mac shakes a few hands as
Demo just walks on down to the ring.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first, representing New Alberta Pro Wrestling, at a total combined weight of five hundred and one pound… DEMO-MAN and MACCULLOCH…
TOTAL DESTRUCTION ALLIANCE!

Mac shares a few shots with the crowd before rolling inside the ring to stand beside his brother.

“heeee heee heee heee hee” The laughter of ICP’s “Oddities” hits the speakers and the crowd jump to their feet as their favorite, well one of their favorite
teams, come out for a match. Freak Show is passing out nude Demo-man action figures with magnifying glasses attached to their crotches.

JENNY JERSEY: Representing Rebel Pro, at a total combined weight of five hundreed pounds… THE FREAK and SHUT DOWN…. THE FREAK SHOW!

Demo-man is furious at the dolls, and he tries to snatch one, but they wisely keep them out of his reach. Demo-man is handcuffed near the Corey Taylor
as Shut Down is handcuffed near Rob Martinez; Shut Down is hitting on Jenny Jersey as Macculloch and The Freak are set to do battle inside the ring.

DING DING

Collar and elbow, but no, The Freak slides under the outstretched arm of Mac to deliver a standing dropkick to the former Carolinas champion sending him
forward. Freak lunges for a bulldog, but Macculloch manages to fall to the side telegraphing the move. Freak slides to crotch himself on the ringpost as
he stares eye to middle turnbuckle padding. Mac with a running knee slams Freak’s face into the turnbuckle, Freak falling backwards from the impact of
face on padding. Mac with a leg drop across Freak’s throat and he picks him up to his feet. Wristlock into a hammerlock, but Freak ducks, flips, and has
Mac in a rear waistlock position, he leans back trying to complete the move, but Mac falls forward sending Freak flying over his body. Freak lands on his
feet, springing to the middle rope to smash his back elbow into Mac’s upturned face and down to the mat. Freak hits the ropes, jumping over Mac’s prone
body, to spring back with a moonsault, but Mac raises his knees and the Freak crashes down on the upturned knees. Freak is holding at his midsection as
Mac is up slamming a foot into his face, hitting the ropes, swinging neckbreaker takes Freak down to the canvas.

ROB MARTINEZ: Back and forth from the current Rebel Pro star and the former Rebel Pro star.

COREY TAYLOR: I’m going to get some nachos and a beer.

Corey Taylior actually gets up passing by Demo-man as the action continues inside the ring. Mac lifts Freak up to his feet, whipping him into the ropes,
Corey Taylor sneaks an arm out to trip the Freak sending him down to the canvas. Freak falls right onto Mac’s shoulder, the Irishman turns to deliver a
running powerslam to The Freak before hooking the leg. Corey Taylor reaches to pull Dale McDonald out of the ring so he is unable to make the count; Mac
is furious at the double intrusion of the announcer. He leans over the ropes to yell at the shrugging man. Freak grabs both of Mac’s ankles to flip him
up and over the top rope to land on the outside, Mac shakes his head. Freak hits the ropes, he launches himself over the top to crash on Macculloch with
a suicide dive. Freak, pulls Mac up to his feet to slam his head into the railing around ringside. The referee, not sure if there is count-outs or not,
makes no count on the two men. Freak slams Mac’s head into the railing once, twice, and three times before Mac is able to block the fourth one to slam
Freak’s face into the metal. Jenny Jersey rushes over to inform Dale McDonald that this match falls under Rebel Rules, he nods as she returns to the timekeeper’s
table..

ROB MARTINEZ: Jenny informing referee McDonald that this match falls under Rebel rules.

JENNY JERSEY: That is right Rob, he looked a bit confused there.

ROB MARTINEZ: That is a fact Jenny.

Mac slams a fist into Freak’s gut doubling him over from the face pain and the gut shot, he lifts Freak up, dropping him throat first across the railing.
Freak bounces back holding at his throat, Mac slams into him with a clothesline that flips Freak over onto the floor. Mac gets a few cheers here, but the
majority of his Rebel support has left after his disappearance. Freak is trying to get over to his knees, but Mac has a steel chair, Freak notices a loop
in the cable behind Mac’s foot. Freak yanks on the cable sending Mac sprawling on his back. Freak is smiling through a mouth of blood as he spits a bloody
wad onto the concrete, he pulls Mac back up, placing his head under his arm for a vertical suplex. Mac reverses and Freak’s back crashes on top of the
railing, his back isn’t supposed to bend that way! Freak rolls over onto his front as Mac falls to his knees breathing hard. Freak isn’t moving much, but
Mac has gotten back up to his feet and is walking over to where Freak is laying, he hops the railing to pull Freak up. He tosses Freak over the railing
and near the ring, he is paying no attention to either Shut Down or to his own brother Demo-man, the “here is your balls” guy. Mac rolls Freak inside the
ring before stepping through the ropes himself, He stomps on Freak’s forehead before lifting him to sit on the second rope. Mac backs up to Freak so that
he is almost in a piggyback position, Mac runs forward flipping Freak over with a slam and immediately dropping a leg across his throat, he hooks the leg
for a cover.

One… Two.. Thr

ROB MARTINEZ: Freak able to get a shoulder up just in time.

JENNY JERSEY: It seems Freak likes this kind of action.

ROB MARTINEZ: What do you mean?

JENNY JERSEY: The hardcore, the pain, the… torture.

Shut Down is smiling and nodding his head as he hears what Jenny Jersey is saying, Demo-man looks over to Shut Down, just wanting to fight somebody. Mac
pulls Freak back up, but Freak with a jab to Mac’s ribs, following it up with a thigh kick, front kick, toe kick, and a roundhouse kick to the spot where
he jabbed Mac’s ribs. The combo catches Mac off-guard and it allows Freak to spring from the ropes with a tornado DDT sending Mac down to the canvas. Freak
climbs to the top rope, going for his Sight Unseen finishing move, he dives out, Mac with a double knee lift into Freak’s midsection. Freak bounces back
up, bent over trying to breathe, he spits blood onto the canvas. Mac hits the ropes slamming a knee into Freak’s face so hard taht it lifts him into a
vertical position, Mac with an immediate stunner takes him back down. Mac hooks the leg and Dale McDonald slides into position.

One… Two… Three.

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY(to the entire crowd): Ladies and gentlemen, Total Destruction Alliance has won the first fall.

She walks over to unlock Demo-Man’s handcuff, releasing him from the bonds. Demo walks to the ring, but stops to turn around and nail Shut Down with a
vicious right hand; the crowd boos. Shut Down rushes forward as far as the hand cuff will allow him, but Demo-man just laughs as he picks up the ring bell
to nail Shut Down first in the groin and then in the forehead with the object. Shut Down slumps down to the floor Demo-man mouths “Rebel rules.” The crowd
is booing heavily at Demo’s actions, but he is just focused on winning at this point. He climbs onto the apron to stretch out his hand for Mac to tag him
in. Mac tags in Demo, who steps through the ropes. He picks Freak up as Mac steps through the ropes to stand on the apron.

JENNY JERSEY: The members of the Total Destruction Alliance must tag each other in order to enter the match.

Demo-man laughs and once again mouths “Rebel Rules.” Demo with a forearm to Freak’s already bleeding mouth and an Irish whip. Demo charges in with a shoulder
block taking Freak down, he wipes his hands as he stands over Freak. Demo hits the ropes, going for a Eighties big leg drop, but he misses Freak, who manages
to roll out of the way. Demo lands on his ass and Freak is smiling as he looks into Demo’s eyes, Demo gulps as Freak’s fist connects with the bridge of
his nose. Blood flows down Demo’s face from the busted nose and Freak with a quick roundhouse takes Demo in the temple. Shut Down is back up and struggling
at the handcuff, he lifts the railing up from the connectors. Mac has no idea as Freak climbs to the top turnbuckle. Freak dives out with a swanton, his
Sight Unseen again. But talk about unseen, Mac has yet to see Shut Down, but notices him as the railing slams into his head and back toppling him down
to the floor.

ROB MARTINEZ: Freak hooks the leg!

One… Two… Three.

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY(To the entire crowd): Ladies and Gentlemen, The Freak Show has won the second fall, the match is now a Texas Tornado Tag Team Match! Winner
takes all!

Jenny leans over the table, Shut Down gets a big time eye full as Jenny unlocks the handcuffs. Jenny leans back to sit in the chair and commentate, Shut
Down nods his approval at her before he turns to the ring and Demo-man. He walks forward, but Mac with a drop toe hold sends Shut Down’s face into the
ring apron hard. Mac gets up, but so does Shut Down, the big man is ready to go. Mac with a right hand into Shut Down’s temple, Shut Down fires back with
one of his own and these two are going toe to toe, fist to fist, blow for freaking blow right here outside the ring. Mac is holding his own against one
of the biggest men in Rebel Pro. Freak flies over the top rope as Shut Down backs off, Freak crashes into Mac sending him into the announce table.

JENNY JERSEY: Oh my, he landed right in my lap!

ROB MARTINEZ: Don’t worry, he doesn’t seem to be complaining.

Freak pulls himself back up by the section of railing that isn’t missing to kick Mac in the temple and grab a cup of Coke from a fan at ringside. Freak
takes a big swallow and spits it right back in Mac’s face! Mac wipes the sticky carbonation off his face to throw a right hand into Freak’s ribs sending
him backwards into the crowd. Demo-man has gotten up and Shut Down is unaware of the movement, Demo hits the ropes, baseball slide right into Shut Down’s
back sends him stumbling forward. Demo leaps into the air, bulldog sends Shut Down’s face into the concrete, Demo up with a leg drop on the back of his
skull as well. Freak and Mac are battling in the crowd throwing rights and lefts at each other with utter abandonment. Mac with a right fist sends Freak
backwards into an elderly woman’s lap, Freak drapes himself on her shoulders to rest for a minute. A fan offers Mac some popcorn, he accepts before turning
to watch Demo and Shut Down brawling. Mac takes the empty seat beside the elderly woman and offers Freak some of the buttery deliciousness of the popcorn,
Freak accepts as him and Mac look back on at the action ringside.

JENNY JERSEY: Those two are eating popcorn together.

ROB MARTINEZ: Well, they have been in the match since the beginning, maybe they needed a break.

JENNY JERSEY: But in the middle of a match?

ROB MARTINEZ: Stranger things have happened.

JENNY JERSEY: Estabon?

Rob nods his agreement as Shut Down pounds an elbow into the side of his face sending Demo back to the ring. He charges in, but Demo dives forward with
a spear, but the big man doesn’t budge, he looks down and laughs. Shut Down’s eyes widen as Demo slams the back of his skull into Shut Down’s balls, the
big man felt that and he goes to hold himself, but Demo nails another ball headbutt, and a third. Shut Down shoves Demo away to console his genitals, but
Demo isn’t letting him rest. He drives a forearm into his back, before knee clipping him down to one knee. Off in the crowd Freak and Mac are still sharing
the popcorn when they reach the bottom, Mac looks at Freak, Freak looks at the old woman and jumps up and back from her. He points to her and screams that
it is Edna Glickman, she smiles. Freak snatches the popcorn bucket from Mac and holds up one finger, Mac nods. Freak slams the bucket down onto Edna’s
head effectively covering her face. He turns to Mac, who is nodding again, both men get in a fighting stance. Freak with an MMA single leg takedown, Mac
fires away with fists and forearm shots to Freak’s head, but to no avial as Freak takes him down on the concrete. Both men are rolling around in the crowd,
who is scattering quickly to avoid getting injured. Mac and Freak roll through spilled beer, popcorn, Coke, and cotton candy, they are up against the back
wall throwing fists to each other. Freak slams a knee into Mac’s thigh giving him the slight advantage and allowing him to stand up. Freak turns, chewed
gum sticking to his hair and forehead; he walks towards the ring and Shut Down who is still holding his manhood in pain. Demo slams a fist into Shut Down’s
gut, but the big man can feel nothing else at the moment and Demo is taking the time to cause as much punishment as he possibly can. Demo with a chair
shot busts Shut Down’s forehead open sending him stumbling up against the ring post. Demo flies at Shut Down with the chair, but Freak chatches the ankle
and locks in a quick heel hook on Demo-man. Demo tries to spin around, but Shut Down manages a right knee into Demo’s face knocking him temporarily unconscious.
Here comes Mac through the crowd diving from the railing with a flying clothesline taking Shut Down out with a solid shot to his face. Shut Down bounces
off his skull off the concrete and isn’t moving; the crowd is behind both teams now, but for some strange reason, they don’t like Demo-man.

ROB MARTINEZ: The fans are loving this match.

JENNY JERSEY: All the gore… is lovely.

Mac with a front kick to the back of Freak’s gum covered head sends him face first onto the announce table. Mac rolls him into the ring, but Demo-man is
unable to stand on his ankle, and he kneels at the apron watching the action inside the ring. Shut Down manages to roll over to his knees, then his feet
as he rubs at the back of his skull, his hand comes back smeared with his own blood. Demo tries to stand, but Shut Down kicks him in the face sending him
back down, he steps over the top rope and into the match. Big boot to Mac catches him off-guard and he lifts Mac up onto his shoulders as he screams at
Freak. Shut Down nudges Freak with the toe of his boot and he finally begins to move. Corey Taylor comes from the back, rubbing at his belly and holding
a thirty-two ounce plastic Budweiser cup. Freak climbs to the top turnbuckle and nails his part of Big Top Insanity, he hooks the leg.

One…

Demo-man is out cold on the floor.

Two…

McDonald’s hand is coming down for the three… Corey Taylor tosses the contents of the cup into Dale’s face stopping the count. He looks up at Shut Down
who is furious at his involvement, he begins to yell at him. Freak dives over the top rope to land on Corey with a suicide plancha and Mac kneels behind
Shut Down as Demo shoves him from the front.

ROB MARTINEZ: Referee Dale McDonald doesn’t see this cover!

JENNY JERSEY: That Corey Taylor is unbelieveable.

Demo slams a boot and Mac similtaneously slams his fist into Shut Down’s temple and the big man goes limp. Demo yells at Mac to roll his big ass out of
the ring and get Freak who hit his head on the floor. Mac does as ordered and rolls Freak back inside the ring. Demo balances himself on one foot as Mac
climbs to the top turnbuckle to lock a full nelson on Freak.

ROB MARTINEZ: The FA-Q!

Demo covers while hooking the leg; Dale McDonald has the beer out of his eyes.

One… Two… Three.

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and Gentlemen, the winners of the match, the team of Macculloch and Demo-man… Total Destruction Alliance!

The crowd boo, they now have an even bigger reason for hating Corey Taylor, as if they needed another one. Corey sits down at the table, he puts on the
headset.

ROB MARTINEZ: Why did you do it?

COREY TAYLOR: I was hungry, didn’t have time to eat supper.

ROB MARTINEZ: I’m talking about screwing Freak Show out of a win.

COREY TAYLOR: I tried, more than once I might add, to hurry this match along.

ROB MARTINEZ: But why Corey?

COREY TAYLOR: Do I need a reason to do things like this?

ROB MARTINEZ: Good point, it was still uncalled for.

Shut Down gets back up on the outside of the ring and steps over the top rope to stand beside Macculloch and Demo-man, both of whom helped Freak up to
his feet. Jenny Jersey hands Mac a vintage bottle of Mac’s Black and Gold, one of the last remaining bottles, he opens the lid. The smell wafts to the
men in the crowd and they go crazy for a taste, Mac pours a shot for each of the men in the ring and they all down it together. After Freak gets his shot
down, he and Shut Down shake hands with TDA before climbing out of the ring to let TDA have their time in the spotlight.

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The crowd is buzzing as Jenny Jersey takes the center of the ring, ready to announce the combatants of the next match.

JENNY JERSEY: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is your main event of the evening! Introducing first…

Heavy Metal Machine by the Smashing Pumpkins kicks in, and the Rebel Arena is awash in boos and jeers. Mikey Massacre walks out, arms raised, middle fingers
extended. Massacre seems to bask in the negative reaction from the crowd. Smack-talking all the way down the aisle, Massacre stops just shy of ringside
as Jersey introduces him.

JENNY JERSEY: From Albuquerque, New Mexico, weighing two hundred and thirty-five pounds… MIKEY MASSACRE!

Mikey slides into the ring and walks over to the ropes, standing up on the middle rope, slapping his chest and giving the audience Hell.

ROB MARTINEZ: Mikey Massacre seems awfully confident for someone who is about to face a man who he has been ducking since July.

COREY TAYLOR: It’s all a mind game, Rob. Donovan Astros is playing right into Mikey’s little plan, and the sad thing is, he’s the only one out of the loop.
ROB MARTINEZ: Well, now’s the time to pay up on all of the garbage Mikey has been spewing these last few months, ever since the King of Old School tournament.
The big surprise tonight is that he is without his FTC cohorts.

COREY TAYLOR: Mikey Massacre: a man of his word.

Mikey takes his corner, arms still raised and middle fingers still letting the crowd know that they are number one. The Pumpkins die down, only to be replaced
by slowly pounding drums and guitar feedback. All of the instruments join in, ringing out a low chord to a driving beat, until the stringed instruments
start their melody, sending Audioslave’s Cochise into full swing and bringing out The Greatest Wrestler on God’s Green Earth. Donovan Astros walks out
to a mixed reaction, but that’s nothing less than Astros expected.

JENNY JERSEY: His opponent… from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at two hundred and forty-one pounds… DONOVAN ASTROS!

Astros slides into the ring and hits a corner, looking out over the REBEL faithful…some of whom cheer, but most boo.

ROB MARTINEZ: Apparently, the fans here tonight have a hard time forgetting about Astros’ previous treatment of them.

COREY TAYLOR: And rightfully so. Never trust a snake, especially one the likes of Donovan Astros.

ROB MARTINEZ: A lot of history between these two. Going back to the King of Old School tournament when Mikey Massacre made a number of disparaging remarks
about NAPW even as he accepted an open invite into the tournament. That’s when Astros, then New Alberta Pro Wrestling’s commissioner, put a bounty on Massacre’s
head for whoever was able to take him out of the tournament. Massacre would go on to win the tournament, much to Astros’ chagrin, and this feud has escalated
verbally over the past few months. Tonight, at last, they settle it in the ring… physically.

COREY TAYLOR: You know, Donnie talks a big game, but if you bother to keep track of NAPW, you’ll see that his luck has been a little on the down side.
Mikey should have no problem here tonight.

Referee Alan Stone checks both men over.

DING DING DING

The bell rings, and the two men meet in the middle of the ring, nose to nose. Even with the loud boos and small contingent of cheers for Astros, there
is an unmistakable buzz in the Arena.

COREY TAYLOR: Get ready, Rob, because these two just might tear the Rebel Arena down to it’s foundations trying to end each other.

ROB MARTINEZ: You can say that again.

COREY TAYLOR: Get ready, Rob, because these two just might tear…

ROB MARTINEZ: Ha… ha… ha…

Smack is talked between the two men. Finally, Mikey backs off, looking to the jeering crowd, then swings his fist at Astros’ head… only to have it blocked!
Astros fires back, clocking Rebel Pro’s World Champion. Mikey punches back, this time finding his target. The two take turns punching and reeling, speeding
up until they are simply holding the other’s head and swinging in unison, hockey-fight style!

COREY TAYLOR: Wait, are we in Calgary? I feel like I’m watching a Flames/Oilers game…

ROB MARTINEZ: And here we go! Both men slugging it out, neither able to get the other hand!

The two fighters keep slugging away, now moving around the ring. They hit the ropes and begin spinning, trying to jockey for the advantage by pushing the
other into a corner. After rolling past one turnbuckle, the punches cease, giving way to a collar-and-elbow tie-up,

with Astros gaining the upper hand.
More rolling ensues, this time Mikey Massacre gaining control at the next corner. A sneaky eye-gouge stops any resistance Donovan might offer, and Massacre
peppers his opponent’s face with more punches. Massacre brings Astros to the middle of the ropes and whips him off. Massacre attempts a hip toss, only
to have Astros jump through and hiptoss Mikey instead! Massacre is quickly back to his feet… only to be greeted with a backdrop! This time, Mikey is
a little slower to reach upright, and Astros helps him to his feet. Astros double-underhooks the arms… Butterfly Suplex! Mikey scoots to the corner closest
to him and calls for a time out. The crowd laughs as Alan Stone denies Massacre’s request. Astros looks for some audience approval, which is slowly growing.
Still, about sixty percent still give the former NAPW commissioner grief.

ROB MARTINEZ: If Massacre wanted mercy, he shouldn’t have shown his face here.

COREY TAYLOR: Aww, come on now, I saw some hair-pulling and some eye-gouging snuck in there by Ass-tros. Look, even that fan with the sign doesn’t believe
him. ‘Go Home, Astros!’ I love it!

By this time, Mikey is back on his feet, and the two are circling each other. Both are so distracted that neither notice the new, tall presence at ringside.
ROB MARTINEZ: Oh, look now, just when we thought we’d see a fair fight, one of the FTC has come out to un-level the playing field.

COREY TAYLOR: Vincent Black is simply down here to make sure Donnie Ass-tros doesn’t keep pulling any more funny stuff.

Another lock-up, this one a little more stationary. Massacre drops down and hooks in a double-leg takedown, quickly going for the New Mexico Cloverleaf.
Before he gets a chance to tangle Astros’ legs up, Astros pushes Mikey’s head down, rolling him up in a sitdown pin.

One…

Two… easy kickout. Massacre kicks down, forcing Donovan Astros to his back, pinning him down in a reverse North-South position.

One…

Two… Astros locks his own hands together and bridges himself, with Massacre still on top. A spin move later, and Astros has Massacre in position for
a piledriver. Astros lifts… to no avail as Mikey kicks and flails until his feet reach the mat again. Mikey backdrops Astros, who lands on his feet.
Astros runs to the ropes, where Vincent Black trips him just out of eyesight of the ref. While Donovan turns and yells at Black while leaning over the
ropes, Mikey sneaks past him, slides out onto the apron, and grabs Astros’ head, snapping his throat over the top rope and jumping to the floor. Astros
falls down, clutching his Adam’s apple. Mikey shoves his stablemate hard, almost knocking Vincent over. Mikey starts yelling at him, telling him to get
back and that it’s his fight and his alone.

ROB MARTINEZ: Uh-oh, things getting heated in the FTC.

COREY TAYLOR: Come on. Mikey, what are you doing? Vincent is just looking out for you.

The two become so engrossed in their debate that neither notices Donovan Astros ascending the top turnbuckle behind Mikey Massacre. Vincent Black cries
out, but it is too late: Astros dives out with a flying crossbody, knocking both men over! The crowd reaction is huge, as Astros has seemingly won over
the majority. A few boos smatter the Arena. Black makes a hasty retreat as Astros pulls Massacre to his feet, whipping him into the guardrail. Mikey sails
over into the audience and slowly gets to his feet… until Astros sends him back down with a flying body press, over the rail! The crowd support grows
stronger, and Donovan Astros takes a minute to soak in the adulation. He gets distracted by Referee Alan Stone commanding the two to return to the ring,
when Mikey rises up with a chair and clocks Astros from behind, sending him down.

While Astros is reeling, Mikey sets up the chair in front of the railing, as if to sit with his back to it. He goes back to Astros, now back on his feet,
and positions himself behind his victim. Astros is lifed up… Atomic Drop! Mikey quickly grabs the staggering Astros around the head and charges the chair.
Mikey uses the chair to leap over the railing, bulldogging Astros throat-first over the guardrail!

A chorus of boos ring out as Mikey Massacre smirks and gives the finger to those in attendance. He pulls Astros over, grabbing the chair he just used as
a stepping stool and tosses that in the ring before his hurt opponent. Astros, now bleeding from his head, is barely able to pull himself up to a standing
position when Mikey Massacre dropkicks him. The impact knocks Donovan into the ropes, which he catches to keep from falling down. He staggers back into
another Massacre dropkick, falling down but rising slowly in defiance. A third dropkick convinces Astros to just stay down, but Mikey feels he’s got a
point to prove. He throws two more dropkicks… into the air? The crowd boos loudly again, and Mikey lets them know how he feels about their feelings.
Massacre picks his opponent up and hoists him into a vertical suplex… and holds it there.

And holds it…

And holds it…

ROB MARTINEZ: The nerve of Mikey Massacre!

COREY TAYLOR: You mean ‘the skill’?

The mob is getting restless, and lets the Albuquerque native know it. He returns in kind, twirling his middle finger at them before taking a walk around
the ring, choosing to unceremoniously drop his victim in the middle of the ring, floating over for a pin.

One…

Two…

… Kickout!

Mikey quickly bring Astros into a chinlock. Referee Stone checks with Astros to see if he’s still with them. Masascre, using his mat skills, turns Astros
over on his face and locks in a front face lock. Astros starts to kick the mat rhythmically, inciting those in attendance to clap along. Astros starts
to stand, and Massacre squeeze tighter, which doesn’t seem to slow progress. Both men are standing, and Astros attempts to pick his aggressor up. Massacre
kicks his legs, forcing Astros to put him back down. Another lift attempt is thwarted, this time Mikey straightening up attempting to create a base for
himself. The crowd has started an Astros chant.

ROB MARTINEZ: This crowd starting to rally behind Donovan Astros…

Astros lifts Massacre again, but before Mikey can resist, Donovan brings Mikey down over his knee in an inverted atomic drop! Massacre’s eyes bug out,
and Astros puts him in his place with a dropkick. Massacre is up… then down again to another dropkick. He rolls to the ring apron while Astros throw
two phantom dropkicks of his own, the audience eating it up, now completely behind Donovan Astros. Mikey Massacre stands and is greeted by Astros, who
hooks him and attempts to bring him back in with a suplex. Mikey twists out of it and gets a waistlock from behind. He pushes Astros into the ropes and
falls back, attempting a roll-up. Astros denies him, grabbing the top rope and allowing Massacre to roll backward on his own. Astros charges… only to
be caught with the Everplex! Cover!

One…

Two…

… barely kicked out at two and three-quarters!

COREY TAYLOR: CHECK YOUR EYESIGHT, REF! THAT WAS THREE!

Massacre pulls Astros up by his hair and gets behind him, locking in a katahajime. Astros barely has the presence of mind to see where this is going and
grabs for the top rope. A stalemate ensues, with the referee starting to count.

ROB MARTINEZ: Massacre, attempting a Mannyplex…

One… two… three… Massacre releases the hold at four, followed promptly by a boot to Astros’ stomach. Massacre whips Astros to the opposite ropes,
catching him on the rebound with a spinebuster. Mikey grabs the skyward legs, tangles them up, and turns Astros over into the New Mexico Cloverleaf!

COREY TAYLOR: New Mexico Cloverleaf! It’s as good as done!

Alan Stone keeps checking with Donovan Astros to see if he can continue, and Astros resists the pain. Mikey keeps yelling, TAP! TAP! TAAAAAAAAAAP! Finally,
Astros is able to pull himself closer and closer to the edge.

He inches…

Just a fingertip away…

Then, Mikey stands, pulling Astros back to the middle. However, Astros catches a foot, sending Mikey stumbling and falling on his face. Astros is up…
ASTROLOCK! Mikey is flailing and screaming, shaking his head furiously when asked if he wants to give. Referee Stone gets in a little closer, when Mikey
grabs an extended finger of the ref’s and bends it backward. Stone retreats and shakes his hand, not seriously hurt, but annoyed.

ROB MARTINEZ: What an underhanded move by Mikey Massacre!

Astros releases the lock as the ref checks his own finger out. A series of stomps to Mikey Massacre’s back stall the resistance, then Astros picks him
back up again. He positions himself behind Massacre, entangles Mikey’s own arms around him, and executes a textbook perfect Aztecan Suplex! Stone recovers
and is a little late on the dive in for the pin.

One…

Two…

Thr-kickout!

Astros releases the bridge and walks over to the chair, picking it up. He returns to the middle of the ring and drops it. Mikey is standing, but bent over,
perfect for…

THE ASTROLABE ON THE CHAIR!

A loud OHH! rings out from the crowd. Astros tries another pin.

One…

Two…

Three-no, no, no! Kickout!

Astros questions Alan Stone’s count consistency. After being reassured, Astros has Mikey up again. Mikey Massacre is now bleeding from his forehead. Big
right hand makes Massacre waver back. Astros punches again, and Massacre almost falls. Another punch… is caught! Massacre spins Astros back into the
katahajime… MANNYPLEX ON THE CHAIR!

CROWD: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

COVER!

ONE…

TWO…

THREE… NO, WAIT! SHOULDER UP!

COREY TAYLOR: HOW WAS ASTROS ABLE TO FIND THE STRENGTH?

Both men are down. Mikey slowly rises, backs into the corner, and props himself up, feet on the middle ropes, sitting on the top turnbuckle. He catches
his breath as a near-walking-dead Astros finds it in himself to stand. Astros staggers over and throws weak punches at Massacre, who socks his opponent
between the eyes to stop him. Massacre hooks in a front face lock and attempts a swinging DDT. They spin… and Mikey finds himself back in the corner.
This time, Astros lands a jaw-rocking punch and grabs Massacre in a front face lock of his own, dragging Mikey out with his feet still in the ropes…
CONCUSSION CANNON! COVER!

ONE…

TWO…

THREE!

NO! FOOT ON THE ROPES!

Donovan Astros curses aloud as those in attendance rally behind him. He rolls Massacre over face-down, going for the Martyr’s Cross! The crowd cheers,
but the joy is short-lived as Massacre, even in his weakened state, is easily able to reach the ropes with his foot. Astros, his anger becoming his fuel,
decides to ascend the top turnbuckle. The injuries have taken it’s toll, and Donovan Astros is slow to climb, stopping part of the way up to catch his
breath, his head propped against the buckle pad. Mikey takes this moment to set the chair up in the sitting position a short distance away. When Astros
reaches the top, Massacre runs up the corner and grabs Astros…

THE SELLOUT ON THE OPEN CHAIR!

ROB AND COREY, SIMULTANEOUSLY: MOTHER OF GOOOOODD!

The chair is demolished, but it still looks better than the two warriors in the ring. Both are down as Alan Stone begins the count.

One, two, three… Mikey rolls over and begins to crawl… four, five, six… almost there… seven, eight, nine… cover by Massacre!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

NO! SHOULDER UUUUUUUPPP!!!

ROB MARTINEZ: Now even I am surprised! Donovan Astros showing tremendous resiliency here tonight!

A huge pop from the crowd, and the Astros chants start again. Massacre is to his feet and pissed. He grabs the busted chair and begins to slam it down
and stomp on it. What is seen as a temper tantrum is really Mikey attempting to flatten out the chair. When it has been returned to as close to original
folded form as possible, he climbs to the top turnbuckle with it. He stops at the top, gives the booing crowd the finger, and smacks his head a few times
with the chair.

He launches off… THE MASSACRE!

ASTROS MOVES AT THE LAST SECOND!

Mikey crashes in a heap, screaming in pain. Slowly, both reach their feet, and Astros charges. Clothesline ducked, and Mikey attempts another dropkick
when Astros turns around.

Astros catches Mikey’s feet, holding him in a slingshot position…

Massacre is hoisted…

SLINGSHOT EFFECT ON THE CHAIR!

COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

The crowd explodes! The bell rings as both men lay lifeless on the mat.

COREY TAYLOR: NO! NONONONONONONONO!!!

ROB MARTINEZ: ASTROS DID IT! DONOVAN ASTROS HAS DEFEATED MIKEY MASSACRE!

JENNY JERSEY: Here is your winner… DONOVAN ASTROS!

Alan Stone checks on the winner as the FTC quickly reach ringside, grabbing their fallen leader and helping him to the back. After a few minutes, Donovan
Astros reaches his feet, doing his best to hold himself up. When he hears what the crowd has to say, he finds the strength to stand a little taller.

CROWD: ASTROS, ASTROS, ASTROS, ASTROS!

ROB MARTINEZ: After a match… no, a war like that, it’s hard for this crowd to shun Donovan Astros any longer.

COREY TAYLOR: *scoffs* What do they know?

Astros smirks and looks over the crowd, not entirely sure what to do with such a positive reaction. But how could the fans not cheer the man who finally
shut Mikey Massacre up? Finally, Astros rolls out of the ring, gingerly, Audioslave’s “Cochise” leading him out..

Lights down.

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CREDITS:
Bean wrote both tag matches
Allan wrote Ravager/Hostile
Ro did th’ Rumble
and thanks to Chris for knocking Astros/Mikey outta th’ park

Brawl at Freedom Hall
09/01/2009

Fans fill the Freedom Hall in Johnson City, Tennessee; their first Rebel Pro in some time and they are excited about it. The area outside the place where
the ring is; is packed full of fans of all ages. Merchandise booths are nearly full with memorabilia, some of the wrestlers are out there signing autographs
and even some FTC stuff is being sold. Murmurings of conversations are heard along with a few predictions make their way across the small area. Outside,
the fans are waiting in line to purchase the last few remaining tickets in hopes of getting in to see the show, Chad Kurtis is outside signing a few autographs
before the show and chatting with a few children. A sign flips up on the window announcing that there are no more tickets to be had here this evening,
it is now officially a sell-out. As the crowd goes to disperse, Chet makes his way over and informs the crowd that there is enough room in the hall, but
they will have to stand to watch the action. The fans rush over and now each and every fan that wanted in… gets in. “I’m A Rebel” plays through the speakers
as it is time for the show to start.

Jenny Jersey stands in the center of the ring, microphone in her lovely hand, she brings it up to her sexy lips.

JENNY JERSEY: Johnson City!

Crowd pop, but the deafening roar is unbelieveable, Jenny winces from the sound.

JENNY JERSEY: Are we excited?!

They indeed are excited here in Johnson City.

JENNY JERSEY: Well, I have a few announcements here this evening. First, some of the matches have been changed around a bit to add some spice to an already
spicey show. The Freak Show will now be facing, returning for one match… Team PHAT!

The crowd remembers them from before and cheer wildly.

JENNY JERSEY: The Bluegrass Mafia 2.0 will now be facing the team of Scottie Snow and The Phoenix!

The crowd cheers, they don’t really care, but they want to see some damn wrestling.

JENNY JERSEY: And due to being injured at an event for the Pioneer Wrestling Association, Johnny Maverick will be forced to relinquish his #1 Contender’s
Cup to a man of his choice.

The crowd boos, they don’t really like Johnny Maverick. “Banned in D.C.” hits and the boos grow to an enormous proportion as Johnny makes his way down to
the ring, cup in hand. He is wearing a sling and has the cup dangling from his uninjured arm. Johnny takes the offered mic.

JOHNNY MAVERICK: It seems that Larry Gordon is going to make me relinquish this cup. The cup that I rightfully earned, this cup that is mine until I cash
it in.

Johnny smiles cunningly.

JOHNNY MAVERICK: He wants to make me give it up to a person of my choice, well, I can do that. See, I will give it to a man of my same feelings, a man who
believes in what I believe. A man, who can carry the torch of legit wrestling until I make my return, should I so choose to return to this talent forsaken
company.

“Unstoppable” hits the speakers as the fans boo loudly.

JOHNNY MAVERICK: While he believes in the same thing, shares my views, it isn’t Sam Skull.

“Shadow of the Season” hits and the crowd boos again.

JOHNNY MAVERICK: It isn’t the technical master Derek Stephen Taylor either.

Johnny smiles again. JOHNNY MAVERICK: See, this is a man whom I have sort of a history with, a bit in common, and have had dealings with him and his family
before.

“Esscence of Wounds” hits in the hall and the fans make no reaction because they think this is just another false alarm, that is until Derrick Daze walks
from the back with a purpose, anger written on his face. Daze slides into the ring and is immediately in Johnny’s face.

JOHNNY MAVERICK: What are you doing out here Daze?

DERRICK DAZE: You abandoned me this week Johnny, you left me in a handicap match.

JOHNNY MAVERICK: If you can’t tell, I’ve been injured at a PWA event.

DERRICK DAZE: So waht, no phone call, no e-mail, why Johnny? Why damn it!

JOHNNY MAVERICK: Because Daze, I didn’t want to, I had more pressing matters. Besides, why are you so upset?

Daze looks on, anger filling his face.

DERRICK DAZE: You go and get my cousin injured and you think I am not going to retaliate for that. Then on top of that you aren’t going to be my tag team
partner because you had more pressing matters? And you have the nerve to ask me why I’m pissed?!

Johnny holds up the cup.

JOHNNY MAVERICK: See, I had to find someone to give this cup to since Larry Gordon was making me give it up. I had a lot of thinking to do. Had to find
the right person to hold onto the cup, to use it at the right time.

Derrick Daze watches.

JOHNNY MAVERICK: I was just fixing to say his name when you interupted me.

Daze steps back, spreading his left arm saying “Go ahead” Johnny smiles again.

JOHNNY MAVERICK: And my successor to the cup, the one I am to give it to…(normal voice) you Derrick.

Daze smiles and accepts the cup before shaking his hand and placing an arm around Johnny’s shoulders.

DERRICK DAZE: Did you people think we wanted to waste our time in some tag team tournament? We don’t need tag team gold, we want singles gold and to remove
the garbage that has collected over the past years. You filthy inbreeds aren’t worth an explanation, so… f*bleep*k off!

Daze holds the rope so that Johnny can get out easily before he steps through himself and the two head to the back amongst a chorus of boos.

ROB MARTINEZ: Did you see that coming?

COREY TAYLOR: I knew last week when this match was signed, I’m priveledged like that.

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The speakers explode with… AIN’T NOTHIN’ BUT A GANGSTA PARTY?!?!

ROB MARTINEZ: Isn’t that the music of Team P.H.A.T.?

COREY TAYLOR: I hope so! I’ve missed those two!

Kid Flash and Johnny Afro, the first two graduates of the REBEL Underground’s wrestling academy, emerge from the curtains. Some fans cheer for their surprise
return while the rest boo, remembering their antics. They begin walking down the aisle.

JENNY JERSEY: The following is a tag-team contest scheduled for one fall. The winner will advance to the second round of the Best of the Best tournament.
Introducing first, at a combined weight of three hundred ninety four pounds… Johnny Afro, Kid Flash… TEAM P.H.A.T!

Before the next intro song cues up, Shut Down and The Freak run out from the curtains, steel chairs in hand!

ROB MARTINEZ: They must be angry that they did not get to face their original opponents!

COREY TAYLOR: They can cry me a river, build a bridge and get over it!

Shut Down hits Afro from behind. The Freak does the same to Flash! The Freak Show grab the heads of their opponents… and bash them together! Again! Again!
And then plow each of them with simultaneous chair shots! Shut Down takes out a pair of handcuffs!

ROB MARTINEZ: My god… he just handcuffed Johnny Afro to the guard rail!

The Freak Show take Kid Flash and throw him into the ring.

DING DING

Shut Down covers Flash!

ONE!

TWO!

Shut Down gets off of his opponent! The Freak Show want to inflict more damage! The Freak goes off of the ropes… Rolling Thunder! He picks Flash up, pushes
him into the corner… Irish whips him into a huge lariat from Shut Down! He spins hundreds of degrees in the air and lands brutally on his side! Shut Down
picks him up… the seven foot, two inch monster with a gorilla press! He holds him high up in the air as Johnny Afro unsuccessfully tries to get out of
the handcuffs.

ROB MARTINEZ: This is an ASSAULT!

Shut Down throws Flash high in the air and he falls down to the mat, hitting it HARD! Unbeknownst to anyone in the ring, “Sweet” Junior Soprano has emerged
with bolt cutters! A cigar dangling from his mouth, he cuts his old stablemate loose! Meanwhile, The Freak is going up top as Flash struggles to get to
his feet! But Afro runs down to the ring… he knocks The Freak off of the turnbuckle! The Freak flips forward onto his back! Afro runs into the ring but
he is met by a barrage of punches from Shut Down! Shut Down sends him off of the ropes… ducks his head for a back body drop but Afro boots his head! Shut
Down staggers back right into Soprano who holds both his arms! Afro goes off of the ropes but Shut Down manages to elbow his way out of the hold. He scoops
up Soprano from behind and throws him cross-body style at the running Afro! Both fall to the ground! Soprano gets up quickly but he is met by a boot to
the gut from Shut Down! POWER BOMB! Afro tries to stand up… POWER BOMB! The Freak gets back up top… he delivers the shooting star press he tried before
onto Flash! He goes up top again… a SECOND shooting star press, this time to Soprano! Afro slowly gets to his feet. Shut Down hoists him on his shoulders
as The Freak goes up top. BIG TOP INSANITY!

COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

ROB MARTINEZ: The Freak Show is DAMN HUNGRY!

COREY TAYLOR: I have to admit… that was pretty nasty! I ALMOST enjoyed the Freak Show!

The former World Tag Champions make their way to the back, acknowledging their many fans. They go behind the curtains and come back with sacs of dolls!
They are handing them out!

COREY TAYLOR: That looks like Al Snow!

ROB MARTINEZ: And Beth Phoenix!

TOGETHER: They’re… bloody dolls! The Freak Show spends some serious face time with the fans much to their delight and give out free dolls. Bloody dolls.
Of Al Snow and Beth Phoenix.

ROB MARTINEZ: Hopefully the next matches in the tournament will be more of a challenge for Freak Show, or else they are going to start their dominance reign
again.

COREY TAYLOR: With Bloodshed and more dolls?

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“The Final Countdown”… no it is “The swing version of the Pink Panther theme hits… no wait, it changes back to Europe’s “Final Countdown” before The
Phoenix struts from the back with Scottie Snow following behind, his head held a bit low.

JENNY JERSEY: At a total combined weight of four hundred and forty-five pounds, representing the Pioneer Wrestling Association… THE PHOENIX and SCOTTIE
SNOW!

The fans mainly boo because these PWA guys, well The Phoenix completely, think that this promotion isn’t worth their time; but they reach out to touch Scottie
Snow’s hands. The Phoenix looks on with distaste as he walks on to the ring to await his opponents, the Bluegrass Mafia 2.0.

“My Old Kentucky Home” blares as the sounds of the fans’ cheers nearly lift the roof off of the building as Jonothan and Matthew Kurtis walk from the back.
It isn’t the opponents they have prepared for, but they don’t seem to care, it is a different opponent, but one they feel they can handle with ease. Milicent
and Lyndsey walk with them as they make their way down to ringside.

JENNY JERSEY: Now making their way to the ring at a total combined weight of five hundred and thirty-five pounds, JONOTHAN and MATTHEW KURTIS… BLUEGRASS
MAFIA 2.0!

DING DING

In the ring is the PWA’s own Phoenix and current GWA Global champion, he circles in the ring against the big man, Matthew Kurtis. Phoenix and Matthew go
for a lock up, but Phoenix tags in Scottie Snow, who shakes his head and tries to tag Phoenix back in. Phoenix yells that Scottie wanted some spotlight
so get in there and get some spotlight; Scottie hops over the top rope to face the big Matthew Kurtis. Matt swings with a big right hand, Scottie ducks
under with a swift kick to the back of Matthew’s legs taking him down to one knee. Snow hits the ropes with a springboard spin kick to Matthew’s skull
taking him down to the canvas on his front. Scottie yells to the crowd, but Phoenix is right there to get his attention and get him concentrating on the
match. Scottie pulls Matthew up, but the big man shoves him into the corner where he tags in his brother Jonothan to take some action. J-Kurt flips over
the top, with a double foot stomp to Snow’s midsection before pulling him up. Irish whip into the ropes and Phoenix tags himself into the match. Shoulder
block through the ropes to J-Kurt then a sunset flip into a pin attempt, Phoenix releases the pin as Matthew comes into the ring to break it up. Phoenix
whips Scottie into Matthew’s path, but the big man side steps him in favor of going after Phoenix. As Matthew corners the Pantheon member, he delivers
a well placed toe kick to the middle of Matthew’s legs and the big man tumbles down to his knees.

ROB MARTINEZ: Is it just me, or does it appear that The Phoenix doesn’t want any part of Matthew Kurtis?

COREY TAYLOR: It… is just you.

Phoenix yells for Scottie to come over here and leave the little kid alone, so Scottie drops Jonothan on the canvas and heads over to deliver a running
bulldog on Matthew Kurtis. Phoenix pulls the weary Jonothan Kurtis up delivering a series of chops and forearms to the chest and face of the youngest Kurtis
brother. J-Kurt is in the corner and Phoenix climbs up on the top rope in a mounted position over Jonothan and begins to pound away at his face in the
mandatory ten punches that you see. The crowd is counting along and the Phoenix looks, but sees only Scottie Snow being pounded in the opposite corner.
Phoenix shrugs his shoulders before turning to pound away some more on J-Kurt. A hand grabs him from behind and the Phoenix gulps, he is spun around, but
he manages a dropkick that sends Matthew to squash his brother in the corner. Phoenix drops to the canvas in a forearms and knees position before scurrying
back up to whip the weary Scottie Snow into the big man. Scottie plows into Matthew, but has little effect as Matthew comes charging out of the corner
taking Scottie down with a clothesline. Phoenix looks up to taunt Matthew into charging at him, Matthew does and Phoenix drops to the canvas, but Matthew
goes sailing over the top rope and lands on his head on the floor. Phoenix jumps up, looks down and laughs at Matthew’s predicament before turning to see
Scottie Snow. Scottie is once again being beaten by a member of Bluegrass Mafia 2.0.

COREY TAYLOR: Scottie is doing his best to lose this match for The Phoenix.

ROB MARTINEZ: Scottie is trying to win, but Jonothan Kurtis is just that good.

Phoenix comes over to turn J-Kurt around and deliver a scoop slam near mid-ring. Scottie goes for the pin, but Phoenix shoves him out of the way and climbs
to the top rope to deliver his finisher, The Ashes, to J-Kurt. He makes the cover and the referee counts.

One… Two… Three.

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: The winners of the match and advancing to Round Two of the 2009 Best of the Best tournament… Scottie Snow and The Phoenix!

Phoenix is berating Scottie in the middle of the ring, explaining what he should have done differently and Scottie is taking the criticism in as a learning
experience. Phoenix looks over at Jenny Jersey.

PHOENIX: Next time, my name comes first!

ROB MARTINEZ: Phoenix and Snow able to pull out a victory here.

COREY TAYLOR: Thanks to the perfect elbow from The Phoenix.

As Scottie and the Phoenix leave the ring, here come The Freak Show, they want to get their hands on The Phoenix and Scottie Snow. Scottie is ready to take
them on beside The Phoenix, but when he turns to nod that he is ready, all he sees is the back of Phoenix’s mask making its way through the crowd. Scottie
looks back and here are The Freak Show coming closer, he hops the railing and follows after The Phoenix, living to fight another day.

ROB MARTINEZ: The Freak and Shut Down thought they would be facing Phoenix and Scottie here tonight.

COREY TAYLOR: But Larry Gordon wanted to change things up a bit, the idiot, the unfair tactics of the ones in charge.

ROB MARTINEZ: But truly, the best will overcome all adversity.

COREY TAYLOR: Definitely, no matter what curve balls Larry Gordon throws at Phoenix and Scottie, they will overcome it.

ROB MARTINEZ: Now to our next match, The only singles match of the night, “The Show” takes on Sam Skull.

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“Cocky” by Kid Rock. Cue the raucous response from the fans as Jenny Jersey prepares the introduction.

JENNY JERSEY: This next contest is scheduled for one fall under PURE! WRESTLING! RULES!

The fans cheer louder at the idea of Kurtis proving himself against a self-proclaimed wrestling icon.

JENNY JERSEY: First… from PA-DU-CAAAAAH, Kentucky… weighing TWO hundred and THIRty pounds… HE! IS!… the SHOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWW! CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD!
KUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRR-TISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!

The roof nearly lifts off the arena with the sounds of the fans cheers. Kurtis emerges from the back with a fist raised in the air before heading down the
ramp toward the ring. He grabs a sign from a fan in the front row which reads “MIKEY 1… 2, CHAD’S COMING FOR YOU!” He nods his head as he holds it up
to the camera before handing it back to the fan. He points to another fan with a sign a bit further back and beats his heart. It reads: “MIKEY, ARE YOU
GONNA RUN FROM CHAD TOO?”

ROB MARTINEZ: Chad Kurtis is one of the all-time greatest performers in this company, Corey. Tonight… he’s meeting Sam Skull on his level. The words thrown
between these two all week suggest we should prepare ourselves for ALL… OUT… WAR!

COREY TAYLOR: Or a funeral. Sam Skull promises to snap Chad Kurtis’ spine and that EXACTLY what’s he’s going to do. He doesn’t make threats, Rob.

Kurtis gets to the rolls under the bottom rope and climbs the turnbuckle to the second rope where he outstretches his arms to bask in the cheers of the
fans as the music changes to “Unstoppable” by E.S. Posthumus.

JENNY JERSEY: AND HIS OPPONENT! From Fukuchiyama, Japan VIA PENNNNNNNsylvania… weighing TWO hundred and EIGHTY POOOOUNNNNDDDSSSS! HE! IS! SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMM!
SKUUUUUUUUUUUUULLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!

The boos are almost deafening as Kurtis drops from the turnbuckle and awaits the challenger on the otherside of the ring. Skull emerges from the back, complete
with his patent skull mask on his face, and stares down at Kurtis. He points to him and then makes a stick snapping gesture before making his way down.
Fans reach out and he threatens to hit them.

ROB MARTINEZ: He’s a monster. He’s a brute. He’s going to try and teach Kurtis a lesson in wrestling but the veteran of REBEL-Pro is CERTAINLY someone who
can hold his own in this business.

COREY TAYLOR: Hold his own. That’s like asking a fifth grader to arm wrestle a body builder. This is like taking candy from a baby, Rob… except this time
the baby gets squashed under the boot of the giant. Kurtis is the baby.

ROB MARTINEZ: Yeah. I got that.

Skull rolls under the bottom rope and walks right up to Kurtis and gets in his face, smiling a sadistic grin as he peers into the eyes of Kurtis. Kurtis’
eyes are lit with intensity as the referee gets between them and urges them to their respective corners.

ROB MARTINEZ: These two men have declared WAR on each other. And this ring the battleground. Something tells me that even after we’ve got a victor tonight
this won’t end here.

COREY TAYLOR: Well when Kurtis loses… he should just DROP it and let it be and just hope Skull decides he’s finished with him. He’s nothing more than
a garbage wrestler compared to the likes of THE Sam Skull.

The bell sounds and Kurtis rushes Skull with a clothesline which he ducks beneath. Chad rebounds off the ropes and Skull catches both arms and headbutt
him twice in the face before tossing him over his head with a double arm capture overhead release suplex and a deafening boo from the fans.

COREY TAYLOR: See? I told you. Kurtis is a garbage wrestler and the teacher is here to show him a lesson or two!

ROB MARTINEZ: Kurtis is NOT garbage. He’s a Triple Crown Champion!

COREY TAYLOR: Yeah. When SAM SKULL wasn’t on the roster. Skull’s gonna snap his spine!

Skull rises to his

feet and pulls Kurtis to his. A stiff knee to the bread basket knocks the wind out of Chad’s sails, followed by a forearm to the shoulders,
driving Kurtis into the canvas again. Sam takes Chad by the arm and applies a wristlock, putting his on Chad’s face he falls backwards delivering a devastating
inverted stomp facebreaker that leaves Kurtis rolling around the canvas clutching his face.

ROB MARTINEZ: UnbeLIEVable, Corey. Kurtis is being had right from the get go Skull is unrelenting. Kurtis yanked to his feet, whip to the corner. Skull
charges in an-OH MY GOD! SPRINGBOARD ROUNDHOUSE OFF THE TOP ROPE INTO THE BACK OF CHAD’S SKULL!

COREY TAYLOR: They say Sam was nicknamed the Black Skull in Japan because of his obsession with getting inside his opponent’s head.

ROB MARTINEZ: Well, they call Chad Kurtis the Show because he IS the Show.

Kurtis lies on his stomach in the centre of the ring as Skull climbs to the top rope. He gives the entire crowd a wicked and sadistic grin as he leaps,
landing with both feet onto Chad Kurtis’ shoulders. The fans boo hysterically as Kurtis flails about, clutching his right shoulder in agony. Sam leans
down, take him by the right arm and applies a wristlock to his laying opponent before stomping right into the shoulder joint. The fans groan as Skull lets
two more stomps go into that loosened joint.

ROB MARTINEZ: Sam Skull is trying to immobilise one of the most popular competitors in REBEL-Pro. He’s working that right shoulder, removing it from the
equation.

COREY TAYLOR: And the ANSWER to your equation, Rob, is Sam Skull wins. This is a TECHNICAL wrestling contest. Not GARBAGE wrestling like Chad Kurtis likes
to show off.

ROB MARTINEZ: Skull grabs a handful of Kurtis’ hair and SINGLE AXE-HANDLES TO THAT RIGHT COLLAR BONE! SOMEBODY STOP HIM!

COREY TAYLOR: Skull came out with a plan to save us from Kurtis. And that’s what he’s doing. He’s SAVING US!

ROB MARTINEZ: Kurtis pulled to his feet and Sam has that right arm… he’s YANKING… HARD! at the joint, Corey. He’s trying to pull that right arm out
of it’s socket.

Sam tugs hard at that right arm twice more before whipping Chad Kurtis into the ropes, yet Kurtis clutches desperately to the top rope to save himself.
Skull charges at him and clotheslines him over the top rope, turning his back to the Show to soak in the reaction of the fans for a moment. Behind his
back, Kurtis “skins the cat”, holding onto the top rope and using his agility to pull himself back into the ring. Skull turns around and Chad drives him
into the canvas with a big clothesline.

ROB MARTINEZ: KURTIS IS ALIVE! Another BIG clothesline. Skull bounces up like a basketball and this time CHAD HITS A SPINNING HEEL KICK!

COREY TAYLOR: NO! Make him STOP!

Kurtis heaves Skull onto his feet and whips him into the ropes, he catches him in the centre of the ring with a big inverted atomic drop that has the fans
on their feet. He grabs Skull by the ankles and tucks them into his arms, catapulting Skull into the corner where he hits his chest on the top turnbuckle
and bounces around onto his back, arms dangling over the top rope.

ROB MARTINEZ: WILL WE SEE IT? Chad heads to the corner and-

COREY TAYLOR: NO! NO! NO! IT CAN’T BE!

ROB MARTINEZ: BLUEGRASS BREEZE! THERE’S THE COVER! ONE!… TWO!… THREEE! NO! Long two. Almost a pinfall for Kurtis there!

Kurtis rolls of Skull and onto his knees, clutching his shoulder. Sam sits up clutching his sternum. Kurtis gets to his feet and heaves Skull to his, he
whips him into the ropes and links arms for an armdrag, yet Skull reverses and sends Kurtis to the canvas. Kurtis bounces to his feet and charges, this
time Skull attempting the arm drag and Kurtis reversing it. Both men stop as the fans roar with delight. Skull smiles like he found the whole situation
amusing. Kurtis looks determined, still rolling that right arm in it’s socket.

ROB MARTINEZ: Chad Kurtis is gritty and determined and READY to make a point of Sam Skull here, Corey.

COREY TAYLOR: Skull seems to be enjoying this. Making this garbage WORK for his money instead of dance for his dollar.

ROB MARTINEZ: Chad Kurtis is NO a sell-out. He LIVES for these fans.

COREY TAYLOR: And tonight… he DIES for them, too.

Kurtis calls for a test of strength, Skull accepts and spins his body into Kurtis’ and heaves him over the shoulder with an over the shoulder armdrag which
he turns into an armbar submission. The fans grow hysterical as Kurtis quickly throws feet out, trying to hook a rope. He manages to do so and the referee
tries to make Sam break the hold on that right arm. Skull won’t so the referee counts, forcing Sam to release right on the five.

ROB MARTINEZ: Sam Skull calls Kurtis a cheat yet won’t relinquish his hold when the rope break is made.

COREY TAYLOR: He still had FIVE good legal seconds to lock that on.

ROB MARTINEZ: Kurtis REALLY favouring that shoulder. Skull with boot to belly, Kurtis taken into a side headlock, moved into a GUILLOTINE CHOKE! THE BODY
SCISSORS PULLS KURTIS TO THE CANVAS AND HE’S GRASPING FOR A ROPE!

COREY TAYLOR: CHOKE THAT SELL OUT, SAM!

ROB MARTINEZ: Kurtis grabs a rope and the referee FORCIBLY removes Skulls’ grip.

Skull bursts to his feet and threatens them with a backhand. He turns around and a boot to the and a reverse STO that has the fans on their feet. Kurtis
makes the cover! ONE!… TWO!… SHOULDER UP! Kurtis bounces to his feet and heads to the ropes, leaping onto the secondrope for a springboard moonsault.
The fans roar as Kurtis gets to his feet again and heaves Skull up onto his feet, whipping him into the ropes and nailing him with a dropkick right on
the chin. He heaves him to his feet again.

ROB MARTINEZ: KURTIS WITH A FRANKENSTEINER! This could be over!

COREY TAYLOR: He’s going up top! SOMEONE GET HIM DOWN FROM THERE!

Skull rises to his feet and punches Kurtis in the belly, he drops to a seated position on the top turnbuckle and Skulls hooks him up to deliver a Burning
Hammer but Kurtis wriggles out of it and delivers an elevated reverse DDT as he falls behind Skull. The fans erupt as Kurtis heaves Skull to his feet.
ROB MARTINEZ: Sam Skull has been DRIVEN into the canvas here by Chad Kurtis. The Show heaves Skull to his feet an- CK FINALE! IT’S DONE! IT’S OVER!

COREY TAYLOR: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

ROB MARTINEZ: ONE! TWO! THREE! YES! KURTIS HAS DONE IT!

COREY TAYLOR: NO! NO! NO! NO! NOOOOO!

Kurtis bursts up off the fallen Sam Skull with both fists high above his head. He pumps them and beats one fist on his heart as the fans go wild for Kurtis’
defeat of Sam Skull.

ROB MARTINEZ: Chad Kurtis has silenced Sam Skull and critics… for now. A CK Finale and Sam Skull was pinned, 1-2-3, and this over. Kurtis proves he is
NOT a garbage wrestler. He proves he’s one of the BEST competitors REBEL-Pro has ever seen.

COREY TAYLOR: Best or luckiest? He caught Skull off guard with that reverse DDT. Lucky break.

ROB MARTINEZ: I beg to differ but lucky break or not… Skull has been defeated. We’ll be RIGHT back.

COREY TAYLOR: Can we just move onto the next match now?

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“The Champion In Me” hits and here comes Justin Thyme and Christopher Samsonite to a big crowd reaction filled with cheers from this Johnson City crowd!
JENNY JERSEY: At a total combined weight of four hundred and forty-six pounds… they are the team of Justin Thyme, Christopher Samsonite… NITE THYME!
Justin and Chris slap hands as they run down to the ring and spring first to the apron and then flip over the top rope into the ring.

“Everyone I Went to High School With Is Dead” blares and the crowd boos heavily as from the back marches the Rebel Pro Tag Team Champions, the Jonas Brothers.
JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and Gentlemen, introducing their opponents, weighing in at a total combined weight of four hundred and sixty-six pounds… they are
your Rebel Pro Tag Team Champions… Jim and Tommy… THE JONAS BROTHERS!

Jim and Tommy make their way down to the ring with their titles held over their right shoulders.

DING DING

Jim and Justin are starting this match off for their respective teams, but Jim is the only one out here for the Jonas Brothers and this is a title match.
Jim with a boot to Justin’s midsection following it up with a DDt taking him down to the canvas. Jim lifts Justin up, but he reverses the body slam attempt
into a small package and gets a two count before Jim can kick out. There comes Tommy into the ring from the entrance way to deliver a skull crushing chair
shot to Justin that takes hiim back down. Chris is no where to be seen, because he is unscious on the ring apron and handcuffed to the bottom rope as a
pool of his own blood surrounds him, ever so slowly. Jim and Tommy whip Justin into the ropes and deliver a big time back body drop to the canvas. Jim
hits the ropes delivering a leg drop as Tommy dives from the top turnbuckle with a front flip into a body splash.

ROB MARTINEZ: That is completely unfair!

COREY TAYLOR: What are you talking about?

Tommy hits the ropes and baseball slides into the handcuffed Chris to send him dangling from his wrist before Tommy turns back to find Justin with a heel
hhook submission on his brother Jim. Tommy rushes over, but Justin with a quick kick-out catches Tommy in the knee and he folds quickly to the mat. Justin
springs to the top turnbuckle and back with a diving elbow catches Jim on the back on his neck and he whips Jim into the ropes, spinning leg sweep takes
Jim off his feet and his head slams into Tommy’s cranium. Justin is on fire here as he Pulls Jim back up and uses a plastic tie from his pants to tie Jim
to the top turnbuckle. Justin picks up a steel chair, he runs, he delivers a ugly looking shot to the skull of Jim Jonas and the bigger brother folds like
an acordian. Justin is on a roll and he makes a quick check of his best friend and tag partner, Christopher Samsonite and he gets rolled up from behind!
One… Two… Three.

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: Winners of the match and STIIIIIIIIIIILL Rebel Pro Tag Team Champions…. Jim and Tommy… the Jonas Brothers!

ROB MARTINEZ: I can’t believe it, Justin was in complete control.

COREY TAYLOR: Believe it Rob, these cat daddies are here to stay.

ROB MARTINEZ: And next is our main event of the evening.

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A strange mixture of Lester Flatt and Earl Scruggs and “Heavy Metal Machine” blares as from the back come two hated men in the form of Mikey Massacre and
Cuzin’ Zeke. The crowd doesn’t cheer at all, but instead fills the hall with boos.

JENNY JERSEY: At a total combined weight of four hundred and ninety-eight pounds, the team of the World Champion Mikey Massacre and the Carolinas Champion
Cuzin’ Zeke…. FTC!

Boos, until “Don’t Wanna Stop” hits in the hall and from the back comes Demo-man and Macculloch, they rush down to the ring, ready to get their hands on
Zeke and Mikey.

JENNY JERSEY: At a total combined weight of five hundred and one pounds… Demo-man and Macculloch… TOTAL DESTRUCTION ALLIANCE!

DING DING

ROB MARTINEZ: Here we go Corey, here we go.

COREY TAYLOR: FTC! FTC! FTC!

Mikey and Mac lock up in the center, Mikey is quickly Irish whipped into the ropes, to rebound with a fist that he drives into Mac’s gut, doubling him over.
Mikey leaps into the air with a leg drop driving Mac’s face into the canvas before pulling hi up to a vertical base and shoving him into the waiting arms
of Zeke. Mikey turns around, nailing the charging Demo-man with a clothesline before turning his attention back to Mac who is struggling in the corner.
Right from Mikey, left from Mikey, right, left, right, left, and Mikey is going to town on Mac’s face, his former trainee. Mikey tags Zeke into the contest
and the big man steps over the top rope to pull Mac back up to his feet, forearm choke in the corner before lifting him up to the top turnbuckle. Zeke
follows up afterwards and as Mikey tosses Demo-man over the top rope, Zeke nails a top rope superplex that drives the wind rightout of Mac’s sails. Mikey
turns to get Zeke to cover, but is grabbed by the ankles by Demo-man who pulls him out of the ring. Demo slams a forearm into Mikey’s face before whipping
him into the railing, he follows with a high knee lift that catches Mikey under the chin, throwing his head backwards. Demo grabs Mikey’s face and slams
it into the railing, looks at his forehead and slams it down again. Inside the ring Zeke has Mac up in a vertical suplex position, but Mac reverses and
falls to the canvas sending Zeke’s skull crashing into the canvas with an inverted DDT, he makes the quick cover but only receives a count of two as Zeke
rolls the shoulder up to prevent the elimination. Demo slams a fist into Mikey’s skull before lifting him up and dropping him face first on the apron,
then happily slamming his head into the ringpost for good measure. Mikey is stunned and stumbling around the ringside area, looking for an escape. Demo-man
charges in slamming a steel chair into Mikey’s skull that sends him down to both knees.

ROB MARTINEZ: Zeke and Mikey may need to change their game plan.

COREY TAYLOR: Of what? They are wearing out their competition.

Mack stands in the center of the ring, making sure that things are handled properly. Mac pulls Zeke back up delivering a knee kick to the bigger man before
sending him into a corner where he plows him with a Celtic body splash. Zeke is falling out of the corner when Mac charges in with a running bulldog taking
Zeke down to the canvas and Mac is on fire. On the outside of the ring Demo pulls Mikey back up to his feet, but Massacre nails Demo-man with a set of
brass knuckles and busts him open sending him crashing down to the floor. Mikey has a trickle of blood running down his forehead from the chair shot, but
it seems to have awakened him to the seriousness of this contest. Mikey slides into the ring behind Macculloch. The former trainee turns at the tap of
his shoulder and throws a punch but Mikey avoids the blow as he shakes a finger in Mac’s face. Mac throws a nother punch, but Mikey avoids the blow again
and delivers a stiff right hand of his own into Mac’s Celtic face, once, twice, and a third and fourth time. Mac is dazed from the rapid succession of
the blows, but is powerless to do anything as Zeke rolls him up for a pin and Mikey drops a leg across his throat. FTC get a count of two before Demo-man
pulls Mack out of the position and stomps on Mikey’s head before nailing Zeke with a foot to the temple. Zeke rolls over to his front and shoves himself
up to face Demo-man, Demo with a right, but Zeke catches the blow. Demo throws another right, but Zeke catches it as well, Demo goes for a low blow, but
Mikey nails a low blow of his own to Demo and the former bass singer is now singing a higher pitch. Demo drops to his knees as Zeke still holds his fists
in his hand, preventing Demo from comforting his wounded pride. Demo has tears running down his face to mix with the blood, after all, who wouldn’t tear
up if their man hood was hit with a set of spikey brass knuckles?

ROB MARTINEZ: Brass knuckles are bad enough, but ones with thumbtacks attached?

COREY TAYLOR: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

Mikey is pounding the brass knuckles into Demo’s shoulder blades now with right after right when he is nailed from behind with a steel chair. Mikey turns
around, another swing connects and this one is going… going… Mikey is gone to Sleepyland as he falls to lean on Demo. Mac leaps up to nail Zeke with
a blow, but Demo manages to shove Zeke at the wrong time and the swing misses, Demo and Zeke go outside of the ring. Mac lifts Mikey up and places him
in the corner before placing the chair in front of his face. Mac gets a head of steam and running dropkick right into the steel, which drives it into Mikey’s
face. Mac gets up, while the other Mack, watches on in enjoyment. Macculloch pulls Mikey up whipping him into the other corner where Demo has just placed
a steel chair and Mikey slams head first into the steel, bending it way out of shape and rendering it useless. Mikey is almost pouring blood as he is pulled
up from the canvas, but the crowd is loving it. Mikey isn’t pouring blood because he wants to anymore, but Mac is back for at least one match and is causing
Mikey to pour blood! Demothumbs Zeke in the eyes to , well, just because he wants to and Zeke is now tearing up, but anyone would when that happens. Demo
lifts up the ring apron to pull out… you guessed it… a table, no wait, it is a stack of tables. Demo is struggling but he has them all out and is setting
one of them up beside the ring. Demo sets up another table and sets it on top of the first one before he rolls Zeke under the top one and onto the bottom
table. Demo gets a fire extinguisher from under the ring and sprays Zeke’s body while holding his nose, the crowd laughs, but Mikey is thrown over the
ropes, thanks to a top rope superplex from Macculloch, and goes crashing back first through the top table and onto Zeke.

COREY TAYLOR: Oh my God!

ROB MARTINEZ: The table didn’t break! Zeke has got to be hurting!

Macculloch points at the table wreckage and to the crowd, before pointing to himself and back to the table. The crowd gets his meaning immediately and Mac
hits the ropes… suicide plancha over the top and a flip sends him onto the wreckage and through the mess to break the table on bottom. Demo pulls his
brother out of the wreckage and both begin to set up another table before Demo spreads some flammable liquid on the table and Mac pulls Mikey up to body
slam him on the table, Demo lights a match. Zeke somehow tackles Macculloch which sends him into Demo and the match goes out. The smell awakens Mikey who
rolls off of the table and pulls Macculloch up to pepper him with a series of quick rights and lefts. Mikey drags him onto the table and Zeke slides a
copy of “The Best of Macculloch” DVD under the head of Macculloch. Mikey jumps up and delivers a sick looking piledriver through the DVD and table to send
Macculloch into Gagaland. Mikey rolls Macculloch into the ring as Zeke rolls in a nearly unconscious Demo-man into the ring. They both make the cover on
both men and “Incredible” Mack is forced to count.

One……………..

Mack looks to make sure no shoulder is up, damn how he hates to have to do this match this way.

Two……………

He checks again, to make sure.

Three.

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: Winners of the match and advancing to the second round of the 2009 Best of the Best Tournament… Zeke and Mikey…. FTC!

Zeke and Mikey get up as Mack goes to get out of the ring, but Mikey turns him around and forces him to hold their hands high in the air. Mack looks before
giving Zeke and Mikey the finger. Zeke is furious and whips Mack around, planting a boot into his gut and getting him in a piledriver position. Mikey slides
a steel chair under his head and climbs to the top turnbuckle. Mikey jumps, top rope assisted piledriver onto the chair and Mack isn’t moving. Mikey pulls
him up and sets up the steel chair, he is breathing heavily as Zeke rolls Demo and Macculloch out of the ring. Mikey places Mack’s chin on the chair and
a springboard leg drop breaks the chair and possibly Mack’s neck as he flops on the canvas with his eyes closed. The crowd is booing heavily now.

ROB MARTINEZ: This is uncalled for, utterly uncalled for.

COREY TAYLOR: Mack wanted to stick his nose in FTC business, he must pay the price.

The crowd’s boos become even louder as from the back comes the team of Hardcore Entertainment, Bubba J and the hobbling Vincent Black. Vincent gets Mikey
to lay Mack’s neck over the apron, and he begins to wail away on the already injured neck, with his metal crutch, all four men are laughing, but then the
boos turn to cheers as here comes Chad Kurtis! The Freak! Shut Down! and… Mike Trey! Bubba J, Vincent, Mikey, and Zeke get ready.

ROB MARTINEZ: Here comes the calvary!

COREY TAYLOR: Party poopers.

But with Vincet’s leg the way it is, he isn’t much help, his leg buckles under him and Mike Trey begins to stomp away at his face and head. But Bubba J
turns to help his friend to be caught with a chair shot to the back of his head, Mikey is nailing Chad Kurtis with rights and lefts, as Shut Down and Zeke
exchange rights and lefts. The Freak pulls Bubba J up, spins him around and headbutts him back down, Mike and Freak begin to pound Bubba J into the ground
and the Rebel All-stars are in control, but here comes Sam Skull, fresh off his first singles defeat, he takes down The Freak with a inzeguri kick, turning
to take Mike Trey out with a leg sweep; he mounts both men and all three begin to brawl. Bubba J gets up and heads into the fray as well, he pulls Freak
out from under….

Blackness as the feed is lost, we have run out of time.

Credits

Total Destruction Alliance vs FTC-Bean
Jonas Brothers(©) vs Nite Thyme-Bean
“The Show” Chad Kurtis vs Sam Skull-Vossman
The Phoenix/Scottie Snow vs Bluegrass Mafia 2.0-Bean
Freak Show vs Team PHAT-MJ -Opening and Daze/Maverick segment-Bean

REBEL Underground
08/22/2009
Some good old Southern Rock blares through the speakers as fans fill their pockets with Rebel Pro merchandise; and they say the economy is in a recession.
The new “Rise and Fall of the Extreme Elite” are selling like hotcakes, and considering we have no hotcakes for sale, maybe they are selling like the McDouble
burgers from McDonald’s. Either way, they are selling fast! The “Best of the Best 2008″ DVDs are selling fast as well as the Chad Kurtis t-shirts and the
BGM 2.0 merchandise. The crowd looks up as “I’m A Rebel” blares and the fans know that as soon as the song ends, the show will begin.

Jenny Jersey stands center ring with the microphone in her hand, she brings it to her lips.

JENNY JERSEY: I won’t make any speeches or do any pretense. The following contest is set for one fall with a twenty minute time limit…

“The Champion in Me” queues up from the speakers as from the back, running down to the ring, is Christopher Samsonite and Justin Tyme. The fans love these
guys, even if they don’t win, they still love their underdog attitude.

JENNY JERSEY: At a total combined weight of four hundred and forty-six pounds, CHRISTOPHER SAMSONITE and JUSTIN TYME… NIGHT THYME!

“The Champion in Me” queues back up as the fans continue cheering, thinking there is some technical difficulty, but from the back emerges the cocky grin
of Mikey Massacre and the Carolinas champion, Cuzin’ Zeke. These two are mocking Night Thyme using their own entrance music, what nerve. The fans begin
to send multitudes of boos to these two men.

JENNY JERSEY: At a total combined weight of four hundred and ninety-eight pounds, the team of MIKEY MASSACRE and CUZIN’ ZEKE… FTC!

Mikey and Zeke take their time in getting to the ring, sort of taking a walk of fame as they hold up their titles for all to see.

DING DING

Mikey and Justin are starting off this contest as Jimmy Johnson watches on. Justin goes for a collar and elbow, but Mikey shoves a thumb right into his
eyes temporarily blinding him. Justin wipes at his eyes, but Mikey takes him down with a clothesline. Mikey picks him up sending him crashing into the
corner where he follows up with a running knee winding Justin from the quick exchange. Mikey with right after right after right to the cornered Justin.
Mikey grinds a thumb into Justin’s eyebrow trying to rip him open instead of just busting him open. Mikey lifts Justin to the top turnbuckle and delivers
a top rope superplex to the high flier. Mikey drags the nearly lifeless form of Justin over to where Zeke has his hand outstretched and tags the Carolinas
Champion into the match. Zeke with a meaty right fist to Justin sends him into the corner where Mikey is laughing. Christopher has had enough as he charges
in to receive a big boot from Zeke. Christopher goes down heavily on the mat.

ROB MARTINEZ: Justin and Christopher aren’t looking so good here.

COREY TAYLOR: I was unaware that they had ever looked good.

Justin with a right hand shoves Mikey off the top turnbuckle and he delivers a kick to Zeke that shoves him backwards over the kneeling Christopher. Zeke’s
shoulders hit the mat and Justin flips from the middle rope with a body press and has Zeke pinned. He gets a two count before Mikey pulls Christopher out
of the ring and Zeke shoves Justin off of him. Jimmy Johnson is powerless to do anything about it as it is perfectly legal. Justin is back up, but is taken
down with a massive forearm from Zeke, he is back up, a second sends him down harder. He pulls Justin up, body slam onto the mat. Christopher dives in,
but is caught by Mikey and pummeled to the floor. Zeke dives from the top rope with his Mudpuddle and he hooks the leg.

One… Two… Three.

DING! DING! DING!

COREY TAYLOR: Total domination here.

ROB MARTINEZ: That cannot be denied.

JENNY JERSEY: The winners of the match…. Mikey Massacre and Cuzin’ Zeke… F…

Mikeygets in Jenny’s face and whispers something into her lovely ear.

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and gentlemen, the winners of the match, the self proclaimed sell-out and World Heavyweight Champion… Mikey Massacre, and his tag
team partner, Master of the Tag Team Division, Carolinas Champion, Cuzin’ Zeke!

Mikey nods as he hands Zeke his Carolinas title and he grabs his World title. They walk backstage as Night Thyme’s music blares over the speakers.

ROB MARTINEZ: What arrogance.

COREY TAYLOR: It ain’t arrogance if you truly dominate, they’ve earned it.

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As the two of them are hidden by the curtain, it is only seconds before Chet Whettleson walks out from the curtained backstage; before the match is set
to begin and grabs the microphone from Jenny Jersey, Chet steps through the ropes and into the ring.

CHET: Ladies and Gentlemen, fans of all ages, Chet Whettleson… no I’m just kidding. But on a serious note, Mr. Gordon sent me out here to inform you,
the fans, and the two teams here tonight of something highly important in dealing with this match.

The fans tend to perk up now.

CHET WHETLESON: It seems that the Jonas Brothers want something to fight for, it seems that they did not enjoy the night off from defending their title
belts, so Mr. Gordon has declared…

Chet pauses for dramatic effect, the ham that he is.

CHET WHETLESON: He has declared that the winner of the match will choose the stipulation for their Tag Team Championship match, should they meet in the
Best of the Best tournament.

The fans are silent. Did Chet just mess up? Did he make a mistake?

CHET WHETLESON: Seeing as they are not happy with a well deserved week off, each match that the Jonas Brothers are in for the Best of the Best tournament…
will be a Tag Team Championship match, their belts will be on the line each and every match! Their first opponents are… the team of Justin Thyme and
Christopher Samsonite… Night Thyme!

ROB MARTINEZ: Oh my Gosh!

COREY TAYLOR: He can’t do this, it isn’t right!

ROB MARTINEZ: Mr. Gordon is the owner and he can do anything that he wants to do.

Chet hands the microphone back to Jenny as the crowd laughs at the Jonas Brothers’ predicament.

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match is set for one fall with a twenty minute time limit…

“My Old Kentucky Home” hits and the crowd erupts in cheers as from the back comes Jonothan Kurtis, Milicent, Matthew Kurtis, and the lovely Lyndsey Valentine.
The four look around and smile at the crowd’s appreciation of them as they walk down the entranceway slapping the hands of the fans.

JENNY JERSEY: At a total combined weight of five hundred and thirty-five pounds, the team of JONOTHAN and MATTHEW KURTIS…. THE BLUEGRASS MAFIA 2.0!

Matthew steps over the ropes as Jonothan flips over the top rope and into the ring. The laughter is mixed with boos as Jim and Tommy come from the back
as “Everyone I went to High School with is Dead” begins to play.

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and Gentlemen, at a total combined weight of four hundred and sixty-six pounds, they are your Rebel Pro Tag Team Champions, they are
the team of JIM and TOMMY JONAS… THE JONAS BROTHERS!

COREY TAYLOR: How can they be expected to compete after that news Rob?

ROB MARTINEZ: True champions can overcome anything, lets see if they are true champions.

DING DING

Matthew and Jim go for a lock up in the center of the ring, but Jim sneezes right in Matthew’s face and the big man looks disgusted as he goes to wipe
away the snot. Jim takes the momentary lapse in concentration to deliver a right hand to Matthew’s face backing him up. Jim leaps with another right fist,
but instead turns it into a slap across the cheek, the force spins Matt’s head to the side. Whip from Jim sends Matthew running, but the big man reverses
and Jim slams chest first into the corner, he bounces back from the impact. Matthew with a lift and a front slam sends Jim back on his chest and the sick
wrestler is not only sick, but hurting now. Matthew goes in for some big boots to the back of Jim’s head and he pulls Jim up to his feet, tossing him into
the corner delivering a massive forearm to Jim’s throat. Jim sneezes on Matthew again, but Matthew with a headbutt sends Jim to a seated position on the
canvas. Lyndsey tosses a hankerchef to Matthew, who wipes his face clean of the disgusting snot from Jim Jonas. Jim begins to try and pull himself up,
but goes for a low blow on Matthew and catches him in mid-wipe and the hankerchef is dropped at Matthew’s feet. Jim leaps up to his feet with a right hand
and a shoulder tackle takes him down. Jim drags Matthew over to the corner and tags his brother into the match. Jim climbs to the top turnbuckle and delivers
a high knee drop onto Matthew’s forehead and hooks the leg.

One… Two… Th– Matthew able to kick out easily enough.

ROB MARTINEZ: Jim is disgusting having sneezed all over Matthew here.

COREY TAYLOR: I… can’t… talk.. for… laughing…

Tommy pulls Matt to a seated position and delivers a combination of front kicks and toe kicks to Matt’s face and head sending him to a seated position
in the corner. Tommy runs, leaping with a front kick to J-Kurt and takes him out before he can duck away from the blow. Tommy turns back and runs to land
on Matt with a bronco buster. Tommy delivers a loud slap to Matt’s face before turning to get another running start. J-Kurt with a elbow smash to Tommy
stops the charge, but here comes Jim into the battle. J-Kurt leap frogs Jim’s charge, delivers a front kick to Tommy before planting a mule kick right
to Jim’s midsection doubling him over. J-Kurt spins, grabs Jim, and plants him with a swinging neckbreaker. But here comes Tommy, but J-Kurt with a dropkick
sends him into the waiting arms of Matthew who catches him and plants him with a full nelson slam to the canvas. Matthew walks over to the hankerchef and
finishes cleaning off his face before delivering a big boot into Jim’s face that sends him to the canvas where he coughs repeatedly. Tommy is rolling over
and trying to get to his feet, but his attempts are weak and feeble, but he is trying; that last move hurt him big time. Tommy has the middle rope and
nearly up to his feet when he hears something charging towards him, he falls back down and Matthew slams chest first into the corner, Tommy sweeps Matt’s
legs out from under him and he connects with the canvas. Tommy quickly climbs to the top turnbuckle as J-Kurt comes charging, Tommy dives with a missile
dropkick that takes J-Kurt out of contention and using his momentum, he body splashes Matthew at the same time. He hooks the leg for a cover and a pin.
One… Two… Thr–Matthew rolls a shoulder up in time to prevent the win.

ROB MARTINEZ: The Jonas Brothers showing why they are tag team champions, but they can’t put Matthew away yet.

COREY TAYLOR: Give them time Captain Negativity.

Tommy rolls out of the ring and grabs a steel chair and he tosses it into the ring where it lands on Matthew’s face. Tommy digs and pulls a table from
under the ring and slides it into the ring as well. Tommy and Jim set up the table in a corner and double whip J-Kurt into the wood. J-Kurt runs up the
table to come back with a flying roundhouse kick that takes both Jim and Tommy off their feet. J-Kurt lands on his forearms and knees before shooting up
to his feet and springing off the top rope with a backflip and a cover on Tommy Jonas.

One… Two… Thr–Jim able to push J-Kurt off of his brother but he has drawn the ire of Matthew who takes the steel chair and swings it at Jim connecting
solidly with a shot to his back. The fans go wild for the use of the weapon here and Matthew gives them something else to cheer about as he slams it confidently
on Jim’s chest sending him to lean on the table. J-Kurt gets up and leaps from the middle rope to land on Matthew’s shoulders in a hurricanrana position,
but heis powerbombed through the leaning Jim and both go through the table. Matthew picks his brother up and shakes his head, but has a smile on his face
at the same time, J-Kurt is smiling as well and the two go back to their work. Matthew pulls Jim back up, and J-Kurt picks Tommy up to his feet. They whip
Jim and Tommy into each other and deliver a clothesline that slams their heads together. Matthew points to the top turnbuckle and Jonothan climbs up quickly
as Matthew hoists Tommy up on his shoulders. Jonothan dives with a flying clothesline taking Tommy down to the canvas. Matt picks Jim up and tosses him
out of the ring where he begins to wretch with the coughing fit. Jonothan makes the cover.

One… Two… Three.

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: Winners of the match, the team of Jonothan and Matthew Kurtis… The Bluegrass Mafia 2.0!

The fans love it as Matthew and Jonothan slap hands on the way backstage.

ROB MARTINEZ: If that had been a match in the tournament, BGM 2.0 would be Rebel Pro Tag Team champions.

COREY TAYLOR: But it wasn’t, and they ain’t.

ROB MARTINEZ: Matthew and Jonothan proving why they do deserve that number one tag team ranking, they have just proved that they do deserve that shot.
COREY TAYLOR: They proved nothing, Jim was sick with the swine flu or hn1ah1n1 or whatever the letters and numbers are.

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ROB MARTINEZ: And now on to our big battle royal main event.

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and Gentlemen, ARE YOU READY!!!???

ROB MARTINEZ: I know I am, are you Corey?

COREY TAYLOR: Couldn’t be more readier.

The fans cheer wildly.

JENNY JERSEY: ARE YOU READY, FOR THE MAIN EVENT OF Underground!??

The fans cheer a little bit more than before.

JENNY JERSEY: ARE YOU READY, FOR THIS 8-MAN BATTLE ROYAL!!!!????

The fans cheer louder than ever.

JENNY JERSEY: Alright, this main event contest is an 8-Man Battle Royal, the winner will receive the next Rebel Pro World title shot. Introducing the first
participant in the match up weighing in at two hundred and thirty five pounds, fighting out of London, England…

“Shadow of the Season” by Screaming Trees hits the loudspeakers. As Derek Stephen Taylor along with Fantastic Andy Strickland starts walking towards the
ring.

JENNY JERSEY: Accompanied by Fantastic Andy Strickland… DEREK STEPHEN TAYLOR!!!

Derek walks up the steel stairs, while Andy Strickland and potted plant walks around the ring. Derek gets into the far corner awaiting on the second participant.
JENNY JERSEY: The second entry in this battle royal…

“Esscence of Wounds” by Lamented Souls goes softly through the arena, while Derrick Daze and Lacey Gloria walk out.

JENNY JERSEY: Weighing in at one hundred and eighty five pounds, from Jefferson City, Missouri accompanied by Lacey Gloria… DERRICK DAZE!!!

COREY TAYLOR: Rob who are you pulling for in this one?

ROB MARTINEZ: None other than that man right there, Derrick Daze. Who’s your favorite?

COREY TAYLOR: The former World Champ, Mack.

ROB MARTINEZ: A good choice since his size will make him difficult to eliminate.

Derrick and Lacey slowly danced there ways to sounds of the Essence of Wounds, towards the ring. Lacey directed Derrick up the steel stairs, as she stood
below. Derrick and DST both go towards the middle of the ring, as the ref signals the bell.

DING DING!!!

COREY TAYLOR: The match is officially underway.

At the sound of the bell, both contestants lock up. As well as the Time Limit for the next contestant to emerge from the back also started counting down.
With a little bit of strength advantage DST works Derrick towards the corner closes to Andy Strickland. He immediately grabs Derrick’s legs and tries to
eliminate him, as Derrick holds both of the ropes, using all his weight to avoid a quick elimination. Derrick wraps his right arm around DST’s neck tightly,
DST decides to stop the maneuver with Derrick still holding on to his neck, he spins around and tries to launch Derrick across the ring. But he lands,
on his knees. Derrick turns around, only to be caught with a knee towards his face. Knocking him all the way to the mat. DST taunts to the crowd and quickly
gets a few boos.

ROB MARTINEZ: Why are they my second pick?

COREY TAYLOR: They are showing him how they feel about him.

The time reaches 45 seconds. DST grabs Derrick’s head, helping him off the mat while Lacey pats the mat for Derrick to assist Derrick. DST quickly hits
Derrick with an European Uppercut, knocking a little bit of wind out of him. DST grabs him again, and goes for another European Uppercut. Derrick is up
against the ropes. DST turns around and walks towards the middle of the ring, then runs back trying to clothesline Derrick over the rope. But he reverses
it, sending DST up and over. DST saves himself by catching the mat before hitting the ground. Lacey walks over to him and tries to grab his attention until
Andy comes over. Andy bows down and tries to get her to take the potted plant. But she slaps him vigorously, Sending him onto the ground. And potted plant
soil spilling all over the ground.

ROB MARTINEZ: How about go help him get that up, Corey?

The time reaches the final 10 seconds. As the fans started counting down.

Nine…

With DST still on the ring apron, Derrick tries to do anything to get DST out the ring. He throws a few jabs, punches, slaps and spits into DST’s face.
But nothing helps.

Five…

Derrick throws a punch, DST catches it. Pulling him closer, DST goes for a scoop slam over the ropes, but Derrick also saves himself and now they both
are on the ring apron, battling each other out.

Three..

ROB MARTINEZ: Who can it be?

Two..

One…

Jenny Jersey stands up to announce the third entry.

“Cocky” by Kid Rock thunders across the arena, as the fans immediately jump out there seats, as “The Show” Chad Kurtis quickly races to the ring.

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and Gentlemen… “THE SHOW” CHAD KURTIISSSSSSS!!!

COREY TAYLOR: What a big ovation for an idiot.

ROB MARTINEZ: He has done more in one evening for Rebel Pro than you can do in a life time; he was the first Rebel Pro Triple Crown Champion.

Chad glances at Andy Strickland while he tries to scoop the soil and places it back into the pot. Chad grabs a beer bottle from the fans and smashes it
over the head of Andy Strickland. Knocking him completely out! Then finally enters the ring, while both DST and Derrick are still on the ring apron. Chad
looks at the crowd to the right. He than turns to the left. Then the crowd behind him. He dives under the ring avoiding the over the top elimination rules
and grabs a trash can and the lid to go with it. He throws it over the ropes and dives back into the ring. He grabs the trash can, runs and…

ROB MARTINEZ: Heads up!

BANG!!! He hits Derrick with the trash can. BANG!!! He hits DST also. But both are somehow still on the ring apron, trying to fight the trash can hit.
Chad reaches over and grabs DST. He hits him with an elbow. Then he does it for the second time. Then a third. Derrick somehow manages to crawl up under
the bottom ropes, without Chad noticing it. He grabs the trash can lid and… WHAM!!!

COREY TAYLOR: Hopefully Chad is out already.

ROB MARTINEZ: The true PTPer is far from out.

Chad lays against the ropes, as DST finally gets back in as well. DST and Derrick glance at each other and nod. They start double-teaming Chad. DST picks
him up throws arms around his neck, as Derrick grabs the other.

COREY TAYLOR: Oh YES!

DOUBLE SCOOP SLAM! Chad’s back crashes to the mat. DST and Derrick slap each other’s hands. The time limit reaches 20 seconds… They both start stomping
Chad to the mat. On the outside two referees help up Andy Strickland and walks him towards the backstage. While Lacey laughs. Derrick taunts to the crowd
and while DST looks at his manager Andy, being help towards the back. And little do they notice, that The Show is getting back up to his feet. While DST
is still looking on, Chad bulldogs Derrick.

COREY TAYLOR: Now that’s what you call a cheap shot.

ROB MARTINEZ: How is that a cheap shot when you, yourself said there are no rules?

OOOHHH!!! By the crowd. DST turns around, and Bam! A Springboard Dropkick. Ten seconds remaining. Chad goes up top, waits on Derrick to get up and hits
the showtime! Three..

Two..

One..

“Unstoppable” by E.S. Posthumus hit’s the speakers.

JENNY JERSEY: The forth entry… THE SAM SKULLLLL!!!

Chad looks towards the entrance. But there is no Sam Skull. Chad decides to turn around… Kick to the midsection.

ROB MARTINEZ: Watch you back, Chad!

COREY TAYLOR: Don’t tell him anything!

FISHERMAN BUSTER! Delivered by Sam Skull wearing a mask.Chad rolls out of the ring. Sam also goes outside, and quickly delivers stomps to Chad. Derrick
and DST both slowly get up, starting to catch themselves a breather. Sam picks up Chad, and launches him back into the ring. Derrick and DST both greet
Chad, with a few stomps of their own. Sam slides back in, this Battle Royal has turned into a 3 on 1 handicap match, as of right now. They all are delivering
stomps towards Chad, then they taunt to the crowd. DST picks up Chad by the head, he sends him to the ropes goes for a power slam, but somehow Chad dodges
it. Runs to the opposing ropes and knocks DST with a clothesline. Derrick runs over to stop the momentum, but Chad blocks it, he throws in a few punches.
Sam joins the action, Chad also blocks him. Jab to Sam. Punch to Derrick. Jab to Sam. Punch to Derrick. Both guys are wobbling, Chad runs to the rope and…
DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE!

Twenty seconds remaining…

Sam and Derrick both are on the mat. Chad catches a little breather, before catching the trash can hit by DST. WHAM! Another shot towards Chad. DST picks
up Chad and the British Pound completely lays him out. Chad, Sam and Derrick are all on the mat. While DST is now taking a breather. After a couple of
seconds, Sam starts to get back up. DST walks over towards Sam and helps him up. Sam pushes DST. DST walks back over to see why he pushed him, as if they
are buddies. Kick to the midsection… SKULL BOMB! Which plants DST in the mat.

Five..

Four..

Three..

Two..

One..

“Why Don’t We Do It In The Road” by The Beatles goes through the loudspeakers, as the fans cheer!

JENNY JERSEY: The fifth entry…

Dr. Tittlylover leads the way.

JENNY JERSEY: Accompanied by Dr. Tittylover…MIKE “ASSMAN” TREY.

Dr. Tittylover appears to be on his cell phone, while Mike blows past him and enters the ring.

COREY TAYLOR: Nobody has time to see these two clowns.

ROB MARTINEZ: The fans sure do.

It looks to be a repeat from last week. As Mike Assman” Trey and Sam Skull do a stare-down contest. But before they can even get there hands on each other,
both men were blind sided. Derrick nailed Mike Trey and Chad did the same on Sam Skull. Derrick and Chad both are stomping away on both opponents. DST
finally gets up and decides to help Chad. Due to Sam using his finisher on him. Mike gets up to his knees with Derrick still stomping away. Mike head butts
Derrick into the midsection, knocking the wind out of him. He also ended in the corner, Dr. Tittylover climbs up the ring apron, throws Mike his cellphone
as if he has a phone call.

Mike:: Hello!?

COREY TAYLOR: What a complete jerk! Taking a phone call during a match. Stupid!

He shrugs his shoulders and… wiggles a bit.

WHAM!!! The cellphone breaks into dozens of pieces. Derrick is wobbling in the corner. Mike lifts him up on to the top turnbuckle, and WHEEWW! He launches
Derrick with the Monkey Flip, crashing into Chad Kurtis. Chad Kurtis gets up quickly. And looks towards Mike, while begging that he didn’t mean for that
to happen.

Tenseconds remain…

Nine..

Eight..

Seven..

They are still discussing the incident, while Sam and Derrick are on the mat. And DST is sitting on the top turnbuckle resting.

Four..

Three..

Two..

One..

“The Oddities” by ICP hit’s the loudspeakers and once again, the fans arise to their feet.

JENNY JERSEY: The sixth entry… One half of the FreakShow… SHUTDOWN!!!

Shutdown marches down towards the ring, and he’s not alone. In fact, The Freak is making his presence felt as well. The Freak is carrying a pole with a
bunch of FTC “SNM” Dolls on it. As they walked down the entrance ramp, they started tossing dolls left and right. Shut Down walks up the stairs, and puts
his leg over the top rope and immediately gets in between Mike and Chad. And tries to break it up. Mike shoves Shut Down’s hand out of the way.

COREY TAYLOR: Here go some more of REBEL’s Clowns. Larry needs to send them to the circus.

ROB MARTINEZ: How dare you say such a thing.

Shut Down gets into his face, mouthing off. As Chad shoves him out of the way. Now Chad and Mike are back in each other’s faces, Until DST comes over;
now he’s in between all three guys. Mike, Chad and Shut Down each glance at the other, Signaling something, Chad jabs him in the jaw. Mike kicks him in
the midsection, and ShutDown grabs him by the back of his pants and launches him over the top rope.

COREY TAYLOR: UH OHH!!!

JENNY JERSEY: Derek Stephen Taylor is ELIMINATED!!!

COREY TAYLOR: DAMN!!

With one out of the picture, four guys are still in the ring and two guys still haven’t made it out. Derek is mad and feels like his job still isn’t accomplished.
Ten seconds remaining..

Derek jumps back towards the ring apron, Mike walks up to him. “Get the hell out! You lost, period!” Derek yells, “Shut the hell up!” Mike pushes him off
the ring apron, but out of no where, here comes SAM SKULL! He lifts Mike right over the ropes.

JENNY JERSEY: Mike “Assman” Trey is ELIMINATED!!!

ROB MARTINEZ: Treachery and the evil cunning of Derek Stephen Taylor.

COREY TAYLOR: Absolutely perfect.

Mike bounces up quickly, not realizing what just happened. They both walk off, while still bad mouthing each other. And Dr. Tittylover right behind them
both, still trying to get some females number written down in his notepad.

Two..

One..

“Banned in DC” by Bad Brains hit’s the speakers as the fans boo Johnny Maverick heavily.

JENNY JERSEY: The seventh entry… JOHNNY MAVERICK!!!

COREY TAYLOR:: Here comes Johnny Maverick, my pick.

Johnny clotheslines Mike down to the floor, before scoop slamming Dr. Tittylover down as well. Johnny then pounces on Assman, taking Dr. Tittylover’s pen,
and drawing the Anarchy symbol on his forehead. Johnny unleashes rights and lefts to Assman’s head and face before headbutting him into oblivion. Dr. Tittylover
gets up and is furious, but as he charges at Johnny, Maverick arm drags him down to the floor and heads on to the ring. Sam is outside resting and Derrick
meets him halfway. Derrick whispers something in his ear, Johnny signals a finger to Sam.

COREY TAYLOR: They are setting up something, Rob.

And with Chad and ShutDown focusing on Johnny and Derrick, Sam goes for the kill. Sam spins Chad around to face him, but Shut Down quickly nails him in
the back with a forearm. Both Johnny and Derrick quickly get in, to do a 3 on 2 handicap. Johnny and Derrick on ShutDown. Sam on Chad. They all beat them
down to the ground. They lift ShutDown up… DOUBLE DDT!!! Hold up… They lift him up once more… DOUBLE DDT!!! Once more.

ROB MARTINEZ:: Good team work there.

ShutDown rolls out of the ring. On the other side of the ring, Sam is still doing damage on Chad. Stomping him from head to toe. Here comes Johnny and
Derrick to get in on the action. Sam lifts him up, then pins his arms back and they each take a turn jabbing him into the face area. Twenty seconds remain…
COREY TAYLOR: 20 more seconds before the last participant.

The Freak, getting tired of watching, runs inside the ring. And starts helping out. He quickly runs and… DIVING ClOTHESLINE!!! On Johnny. Kicks Derrick
in the stomach… DDT!!!

Sam pushes Chad to the outside of the ring, through the second rope, then stops The Freak’s momentum with a forearm shot across the back of his head. He
starts stomping away, while he’s trying to get back to his feet. Johnny gets up first, then once again gets in on the action.

COREY TAYLOR: 10 seconds, Robbie and the, notasgoodasmassacre, will come out.

ROB MARTINEZ What did you just say?

They stand him up, Sam telling Johnny to go up top. While he places the dazed Freak upon his shoulders.

Five…

Johnny takes his sweet time.

Four…

Three…

Two…

He finally makes it up to the top.

One…

The lights dim! Nobody can see anything. Green strobe lights started circling the arena. Then the spotlight… “Incredible” MACK by DJ B-Lord hit’s the
loudspeakers as the fans roar in cheers…

HERE COMES MACK!!!

JENNY JERSEY: The eighth and final entry… “THE INCREDIBLE” MACK!

Mack runs down to the ring quickly, Johnny gets ready to jump from the turnbuckle, Shut Down tries to catch Johnny, but is knocked back down by Derrick.
Johnny turns his attention back to The Freak… Sam’s knee just gave out, due to Chad’s chop block. The Freak lands on his feet, grabs Johnny off the ropes
and slams him inside the ring. Mack slides in grabs a hold of Derrick quickly, and they start trading blows back and fourth. Mack with the freshness and
strength advantage, has Derrick’s back into the corner. He started throwing vicious blows from the head to the stomach, until Derricks rear-end ended up
on the mat. The Freak picks up Johnny. But Johnny quickly shoves him off into the ropes, The Freak bounces back and eats a huge dropkick, sending The Freak
up and over the rope. Chad is all over Sam, by the ropes. Sam rolls out, as well as Chad, staying all over him. Johnny slams a forearm into Mack’s back,
but to little effect as Mack turns around from where he was pummeling the weakened Derrick Daze. Johnny throws his hands up, saying that he was innocent
of the hit, but Mack just laughs at him. Derrick slams a double fist into Mack’s nether region and Johnny laughs. Johnny with a thumb to his eyes and he
backs up into the waiting arms of Shut Down. ShutDown grabs him and lifts him up. Shut Down military presses Johnny down to the canvas. Mack is up and
as Derrick’s back is to him, trying to help out Johnny, Mack grabs him for a reverse DDT.

ROB MARTINEZ: Look at the strength of Mack and Shut Down.

COREY TAYLOR: Roids are running rampant in the business today.

Mack lifts Johnny up and throws him up backwards, then launches him over the ring. ShutDown catches him, flips him into the… THE SHAKE MACHINE!!!

COREY TAYLOR:Larry Gordon doesn’t pay me enough for this…

Rob and Corey dodge quickly out of the way…throwing their headsets off and all. ON THE ANNOUNCE TABLE!!! OHHH SH(BLLEEEEPPP)! Mack with a smirk on his
face as Johnny’s body lays crumpled in the remains of the announce table.

JENNY JERSEY: Johnny Maverick has been ELIMINATED!

ShutDown is still looking at Johnny’s carcass on the broken table, finally trying to get back into the ring. On the outside, Chad is still working on Sam,
but he finally gets to his knees. Sam shoves him off, but Chad comes back with a Double Arm shot to the head. Sam gets back to his knees, shoves Chad again.
And repeatedly another Double Arm shot. Once more Sam, gets back to his knees, he shoves Chad off. Chad comes back, Sam side swiped him fast, and shoves
him over the barricade knocking some of the fans out of the way. Rob and Corey make it back to their seats, but there is not a table; they place there
headsets back on.

ROB MARTINEZ: Can you hear me, Corey?

COREY TAYLOR: Wish I couldn’t, but yeah. I’m asking for a damn raise. The moron ShutDown, messed up our area.

Sam yells at the fans… Get out of the way! Chad tries to get up, Sam runs and delivers a PUNT!!! To the head! He lifts the already knocked out Chad Kurtis
back up and delivers a SKULL BOMB!

COREY TAYLOR: One more time. One more time. One more time.

Chad is out. Back in the ring, Mack is waiting on Derrick to get back up, Derrick finally maes it half way up. Mack knees him, in the face stunning Daze.
He lifts his head back up THE INCREDIBLE SLAM!!! NO!!!!!! ShutDown nails Mack in the back! Mack quickly drops Derrick, whom lands on the ring apron. Mack
turns his attention to ShutDown.

Mack: What the hell man!

ShutDown: Just business!

Mack: Business hell.

ROB MARTINEZ: These two behemoths are fixing to come to blows.

COREY TAYLOR: I’ve just gotten word that a very talented, never crowned Rebel Pro World Champion has been attacked in the parking lot.

ROB MARTINEZ: Here you go again with your bogus lies.

COREY TAYLOR: A very dear friend of mine, Derek Stephen Taylor, has been brutally assaulted in the parking lot by a man wearing a mask and carrying a lead
pipe.

ROB MARTINEZ: Folks, he is not joking, I’ve just gotten the same word.

COREY TAYLOR: We will update you on the condition of the extremely talented Derek Stephen Taylor as soon as possible.

Mack tries to run, towards ShutDown, but is tripped by Sam on the outside. Mack gets up, walks towards the rope, yelling at Sam. UH OH! Here comes ShutDown
from behind, he lifts Mack off his feet. Derrick yanks down the rope… Mack hit’s the floor!

JENNY JERSEY: Mack is…ELIMINATED!!!

COREY TAYLOR:: Well there goes one of my picks.

ROB MARTINEZ: How many picks do you have?

COREY TAYLOR: Eight.

Mack gets up, and walks to the back with his head held down.

JENNY JERSEY: The final four are now… ShutDown, Derrick Daze, Sam Skull and Chad Kurtis.

Derrick Daze is laying down on the ring apron, resting up, out of nowhere Lacey waves a fan in his face, helping him gain some fresh cold air. Sam on the
outside bending down, trying to catch a breather. ShutDown in the corner discussing things over with The Freak. And Chad Kurtis, is still outside laid
out. The Freak hit’s the ground, as ShutDown walks over to Derrick, and quickly kicks him out the ring, shoving off Lacey. She’s angry now! She leaps up
on the ring apron, getting in the face of ShutDown. The Freak tries to run around the ring, to catch her off guard, but eats Sam’s own Clothesline from
Hell! Derrick, slides back into the ring, with ShutDown facing towards Lacey. Derrick low blows ShutDown. ShutDown in pain, bows down. Derrick grabs him
by the head and now by the pants, he tries to launch him out. But ShutDown is too big! ShutDown is partially over the ropes. Derrick trying to do everything
to get him out, but he can’t. He nails him with a forearm shot. Jabs to the back. He yells at Lacey, “Get me something!” She quickly runs over and gets
a chair. She throws it over the ropes, Derrick catching it with one hand, and BAM!!! Chair shot to the back.

COREY TAYLOR: Come on Derrick you can do it.

He throws down the chair, ShutDown is now halfway over. He grabs the chair again. BAM!!! BAM!!! BAM!!! Three chair shots to the back and legs of ShutDown.
He throws the chair down again, tries to eliminate him again, and ShutDown is now a little more than halfway over. Out of nowhere, here comes Sam, helping
Derrick out! ShutDown up and slightly over. Lacey grabs his head! He hit’s the ground.

JENNY JERSEY: ShutDown is… ELIMINATED!!!

ShutDown gets up and runs behind Lacey, who is heading towards the back. The Freak also runs after her. Derrick is still looking on dropkick.

JENNY JERSEY: Derrick Daze is… ELIMINATED!!!

ROB MARTINEZ: That was quick.

COREY TAYLOR:: Sam Skull will be crowned victorious!

JENNY JERSEY: The final two are now… SAM SKULL and CHAD KURTISSSS!!!

Sam now has all the momentum in the world and a breather as he waits on Chad Kurtis to get back up and enter the ring. After a couple of minutes, Chad
finally moves slightly. Sam jumps out through the second rope, jumps over the barricade, and helps the dazed Chad up. Sam slaps Chad in the face, and all
Chad can do right now is wobble around. Chad finally seeing the light, he nods his head up to one of the fans holding a beer bottle. Sam gets back up CLAAANNNNKKK!!!!
COREY TAYLOR: SAM SKULL maybe out! How dare that fan get involved.

ROB MARTINEZ: Guess he isn’t an idiot.

Now Sam is dazed. Chad looks at the sharp end of the bottle and started scraping it against Sams forehead. But Sam is wearing the mask, so you really can’t
tell if he’s even bleeding. After a couple of seconds, Chad throws the piece of the bottle down. With Sam bending down in pain, Chad tries to go for the
CK Finale on the outside of the ring. He gets him up in a piledriver, will it happen?? CK FINA… Sam manages to get back down to his feet, now he’s trying
to lift Chad up and over, Chad places his extreme weight down. Now Chad’s stomach is on Sam’s back, as both are tired. Chad quickly goes for another CK
Finale, but only hits a Piledriver! Sam’s blood starts dripping through the mask. Once again the men are tired out. A few minutes pass, as Chad gets back
up, then assist Sam up as well. He then launches Sam back over the barricade, Chad balancing himself on the barricade. Sam gets up to his feet and somehow
turns around… SHOWTIME!!! by Chad Kurtis.

ROB MARTINEZ:

If not the CK Finale, then it’s the SHOWTIME!!!! There is just no quit in The Show.

COREY TAYLOR: I’m tired of seeing that move.

Which plants Sam’s face into the ground. Both men lay on the ground for a couple of minutes, Sam is out and Chad is trying to gain a big adrenaline rush.
He is rubbing his face, trying to get some of the blood off, when Sam punted him to the forehead. Chad gets up feeling that he has the strength he needs
to end Sam’s chances. He grabs him by the back of the mask, helping him up to his feet. Then slings him back into the ring, Sam gets to his knees slowly,
but surely. Chad going up top, going for maybe a second ShowTime. Sam made it to his feet, here goes Chad…

COREY TAYLOR: Not again!

ROB MARTINEZ: I love this move.

ANOTHER SHOWTIME!!!

NO!!!!!!

SKULL BOMB!!!!!!!!

COREY TAYLOR: YES! HA HA on you Chad Kurtis!

Both men are down again! The fans start chanting Show, Show, Show, Show!!! But The Show is moving right now, Sam is making a slight movement as well. Sam
using the ropes as an aide. Sam makes it back up to his feet, wobbling a little bit due to tiredness. He slowly runs over and starts stomping away on Chad.
Then he lifts him up, shoves him into the ropes, and tries to lift him over. But Chad manages to fight away the possible elimination. Sam using all his
strength and might, continues to try and eliminate Chad. Chad kicks him off. Sam falls to the mat, but quickly gets up and tries to get Chad over again.
But Chad isn’t letting up, he kicks him off again. Sam gets up, runs… CLOTHESLINE!!!

ROB MARTINEZ: SAM is out!!

COREY TAYLOR:: No, you mean CHAD is out!

Balancing back into the ring. Sam sees another opportunity with Chad’s back is turned towards him, he runs Chad quickly turns, YANKS THE ROPE DOWN. CAN
IT BE???????? Sam Skull is eliminated… NOO!!!! Sam IS STILL HOLDING ON TO THE ROPES, ONE FOOT ON THE APRON AND THE OTHER DANGLING. CHAD quickly runs
towards the turnbuckle, leaps up, DROPPKICKK To Sam Skull’s… skull.

JENNY JERSEY: Sam Skull is eliminated!

COREY TAYLOR: NOOOOO!!!!!!!!

ROB MARTINEZ: WOOOWWWW!!! WHATT A match.

JENNY JERSEY:: The winner of this intensified 8-Battle Royal and NEWWWW…#1 Contender For the World Championship……CHADDDDDD KURTTIISSSSS!!!!!!!!

Chad quickly falls to the mat, but here comes Bluegrass Mafia 2.0 (Matthew and Jonothan Kurtis) along with Lyndsey Valentine and Milicent. They quickly
hit the ring, praises him along with the fans on what a victory he has won. Matt and Jon lift him up to his feet, they each hug Chad. Then they puts him
on their shoulders, Chad with one hand on the back of his head and the other waving to the fans. As Lyndsey and Milicents applauses fill the night.

ROB MARTINEZ: And there you have it folks, a good match won by a good competitor, and once again the man who will face the World Champ… “The Show” Chad
Kurtis, ladies and gentlemen.

COREY TAYLOR: Shut up Rob, just shut the hell up, do you constantly have to brag and gloat?

“Heavy Metal Machine” hits the speakers as the Kurtis clan is about half-way down the entrance way. Mikey steps out from the curtain and stares at Chad
Kurtis and claps mockingly at the bloody countenance before him. Mikey pulls the microphone from his back and brings it to his lips.

MIKEY: So, you have won the right to face me, huh Chad?

Chad motions for Matthew and Jonothan to let him down because he wants to stand on his own; he nods and points at the belt.

MIKEY: Oh this thing, you want a shot at this now?

Mikey smiles, again mockingly, at Chad.

MIKEY: You’ll get your shot, but after the Best of the Best tournament, you will get it when I am good and damn ready to give it to you. See, I am in the
Best of the Best 2009 tournament with Zeke and FTC is the best, so we will be in each round. So that is why you Chad, will wait, you will wait for your
loss and it will eat at you knowing that you will lose once again to Mikey. Once again you will know that you fell short, you let them all down Chad, and
it will eat at the very core of your being because you are blinded by them Chad. But you go ahead and believe what you want to believe and after I again
defeat you… you’ll then know that I am the Rebel Pro World Champion for a reason… because Mikey is the best and you… are just playing second fiddle.
Mikey smirks at Chad.

MIKEY: Good thing you could finally win a battle royal Chad, because it is the only way you would ever get a shot at this belt, because we all know that
you are worthless as a competitor.

Chad looks ticked.

MIKEY: You couldn’t win King of Old School, which I did; and honestly Chad you know deep down that you can’t defeat me in any environment.

He smirks.

MIKEY: I know it, FTC knows it, and deep down inside Chad… you know it. Face facts man, you… can’t… pass… the… test… anymore. Hang them up
Chad before I hang up your boots for you.

Chad rushes at Mikey, but Matthew and Jonothan hold him back.

MIKEY: Smart move boys, Chad, there comes a time in a wrestler’s career when it is time to give up the dream; you may have rid Rebel of the Extreme Elite,
but you will never rid Rebel Pro of me. Double M, M squared, Mikey to the Massacre Chad, you can’t out fight me, you can’t out wrestle, and most important…
Mikey laughs.

MIKEY: How does it feel to know that your shot comes against me… a man… you’ve never beaten?

Chad is completely furious now, but Mikey turns and walks away with laughter filling his voice.

Cage the Rage
08/11/2009
There is a buzz through the crowd as the fans stare at the ominous structure that has been placed around the ring. It looks like the bastard child of a
1980′s WWF Steel Cage with its thick definitely steel bars and not sissy chain link. The bars of this cage are black but looking at the barbed wire threaded
through every square it’s easy to think that the cage will see some red added to its color tonight. Jenny Jersey standing out of harm’s way by the announce
table and not in the ring for this match, brings the microphone to her lips.

JENNY JERSEY: Are….. YOU….. READY?!

They are ready, but we must wait a minute.

JENNY JERSEY: To give those few straggling fans time to make it to their seats, we will play one song and one song only, after that… it will be time
to… Get It… ON!

“The world is a vampire, sent to drain
Secret destroyers, hold you up to the flames
And what do I get for my pain?
Betrayed desires, and a piece of the game”

“Even though I know – I suppose Ill show
All my cool and cold-like old job
Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage
Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage
Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage”

“Now Im naked, nothing but an animal
But can you fake it, for just one more show?
And what do you want, I want to change
And what have you got when you feel the same”

“Even though I know – I suppose Ill show
All my cool and cold-like old job
Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage
Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage
Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage”

“Even though I know – I suppose Ill show
All my cool and cold-like old job
Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage
Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage
Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage”

“Tell me Im the only one
Tell me theres no other one
Jesus was an only son
Tell me Im the chosen one
Jesus was an only son for you”

“Even though I know – I suppose Ill show
All my cool and cold-like old job
Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage
Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage
Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage”

“Even though I know – I suppose Ill show
All my cool and cold-like old job
Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage
Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage
Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage”

“Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage
Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage
And I still believe that I cannot be saved “

JENNY JERSEY: It is… time for… CAGE THE RAGE!

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“Tu Veneno” by Natalia Oreiro hit’s the air as Corazones Y Mariposas Starts making their way to the caged ring. The crowd gives them a very luke warm reaction,
one male fan hands La Reina de los Mariposas one of the dolls Shut Down was giving out last week. She looks at it with disdain as the brother sister team
walks down the isle.

COREY TAYLOR: How can she not appreciate all the hard work Shut Down went into getting those for the fans.

ROB MARTINEZ: Well it does show a distinct lack of respect.

JENNY JERSEY: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the REBEL Pro Tag Team number one contenders. Introducing first at a total combined
weight of three-hundred eighty pounds; CORAZONES Y MARIPOSAS!

“My Old Kentucky Home” by Nappy Roots hits the P.A. system as “The Bluegrass Bad Ass” Matthew Kurtis and his brother, “The Bluegrass Heart Throb” Jonothan
Kurtis Step out from behind the curtain to a huge response from the REBEL Pro fans in attendance. The Bluegrass Mafia V2.0 seem almost shocked at the thunderous
response they’re getting from the crowd.

ROB MARTINEZ: The fans here are giving BGM a tremendous response.

COREY TAYLOR: Well these idiots will cheer for anyone.

JENNY JERSEY: And their opponents, from Paducah, Kentucky, weighing in at a total combined weight of five-hundred thirty five pounds; The BLUEGRASS MAFIA
V2.0!

Both teams are in the ring now as Alan Stone locks the cage and calls for the bell. El Rey goes right after Matthew with a forearm to the chest as Mari
goes after Jonothan with a spinning heel kick. Jonothan ducks out of the way and hits Mari with a belly to back suplex. Matthew takes the hit from El Rey
and fires a big right hand to the skull. El Rey goes down to the mat hard. El Rey back on his feet just in time to receive another brutal shot to the head.
El Rey backs away from “The Bluegrass Bad Ass” as Jonothan hits Mari with a snap mare followed by a dropkick to the back of the head.

ROB MARTINEZ: Early on in this match and The Bluegrass Mafia is showing why they deserve a title shot here in REBEL Pro.

COREY TAYLOR: The match just started, still plenty of time for The Blue Cheese Fat Ass to screw this up.

Matthew presses his advantage against El Rey as he sends him into the corner with a Irish Whip quickly followed by a running clothesline. El Rey staggers
out of the corner only to be nailed with the Bluegrass Mafia Kick. Jonothan is on the top rope and land a picture perfect moonsault to Mari. Alan Stone
moves to make the count.

One…

Two… And a kick out by La Reina de los Mariposas.

J-Kurt picks up La Reina and Irish Whips her into the ropes, a reversal and J-Kurt bounces back with a SuperKick. La Reina drops down hard to the mat.
Matthew grabs El Rey and lifts him into a gorilla press… and launches him into the barbed wire cage. El Rey is busted open, blood flowing freely from
his forehead. El Rey starts to get to his feet as Matthew hit’s the ropes and nearly decapitates El Rey with the Clothesline From Kentucky.

ROB MARTINEZ: Still think The Bluegrass Bad Ass is going to mess this one up.

COREY TAYLOR: It’s not over yet. Matthew Kurtis will drop the ball here, I’d bet my reputation on it.

ROB MARTINEZ: You’re right it’s not over, but the fat lady is warming up.

La Reina is still out from the Superkick from J-Kurt. The Bluegrass Heart Throb climbs up to the top rope as Matthew hoists up El Rey on to his shoulders.
Jonothan hit’s the Kurtis Krusher. Matthew goes for the pin. Alan Stone goes for the count.

One…

Two…

Three…

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: And your winners, The Bluegrass Mafia.

ROB MARTINEZ: So what was that about your reputation.

COREY TAYLOR: Not a word Rob, I don’t want to talk about it.

ROB MARTINEZ: Come on Corey, tell us about it.

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COREY TAYLOR: Fans, the next match promises to be a violent affair where the newest member to Rebel Pro, Sam Skull, takes on Rebel All Stars’ own Mike
“Assman” Trey.

The audience’s cheers die down to a faint buzz before returning in full force as “Why Don’t We Do It In The Road” begins to blare over the speakers. The
Assman walks out from behind the curtain and almost immediately makes a beeline for the most attractive woman in the audience.

JENNY JERSEY: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Manchester England… MIKE “ASSMAN” TREY!

ROB MARTINEZ: The Assman a fan favorite here in Rebel Pro, lets see if he can step up to this challenge.

Mike slips a phone number down the womans shirt before finally focusing on the task at hand. He makes his way down to the ring and an official opens the
cage door for him, he jumps up on the apron and enters between the second and third ropes, taking a moment to mug to the audience before focusing on the
task at hand.

There’s a bit of waiting before finally ‘Unstoppable’ by E.S. Posthumous begins as Sam Skull pushes his way past the curtain, the audience booing him loudly.
JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent, weighing in at two hundred and eighty-two pounds. From Devon Pennsylvania…. SAM SKULL

COREY TAYLOR: Challenge is right! I’ve seen a lot of competitors in my time, but there are few as tenacious and brutal as Sam Skull.

Sam is wearing his signature skull mask as he makes his way down to the ring, boos coming from most of the fans. A few attempt to pat him on the shoulder,
but he pulls away from them, he steps up onto the apron and climbs between the second and third ropes. He faces his opponent with disdain. The cage door
is closed and the referee points to the table.

DING DING

Sam and Assman circle around each other for a moment before Assman sticks his hand out, looking for a tie up. Sam smacks his hand away before quickly sinking
in a collar-and-elbow tie up, before Assman has a chance to do anything, Sam quickly shifts into a side headlock and brings Assman down with a hiptoss.
Assman is quickly back up to his feet and Sam Skull rears back and gives him a hard chop, but Assman fires back with a chop of his own!

Sam rears back and chops Assman again but Assman fires back with another! Then another! Assman quickly hooks his arm over his head and hooks his leg, lifting
him up and bringing him back down on the mat, hitting a perfect Fisherman suplex.

The Assman goes for a quick cover.

1…Sam kicks out with ease, and Assman makes quick work of locking in a seated armlock, but Sam manages to free himself rather quickly, rolling away so
he can get a chance to stand, but Assman irish whips him into the ropes! But Skull comes back with a vengeance, quickly locking up with Assman and bringing
him down hard with a swinging neckbreaker!

Sam goes for a cover, hooking the leg. 1…2… Assman kicks out!

Sam drags his thumb across his neck, signifying the end for Assman as he appears to be setting him up for a powerbomb. He picks him up and SKULL BO- NO!
ASSMAN COUNTERS WITH A HURRICANRANA!

ROB MARTINEZ: And this crowd is on their feet to cheer for their hero!

COREY TAYLOR: Yeah, we’ll see how long that lasts

Sam and the Assman both struggle up to their feet and again, Sam Skull sets the Assman up for the Skull Bomb! The Assman attempts a back body drop, but
Sam brings his forearms down hard on Assmans back to keep him cooperative, before finally hooking his arms and bringing him up…. HE NAILS THE SKULL BOMB!
COREY TAYLOR: SKULL BOMB! SKULL BOMB! SKULL BOMB!

ROB MARTINEZ: Sam gets the pin and he has this one.

Assmans body lay limp in the middle of the ring and Sam goes for a cover.

1…2…WHAT!?!?!?

Sam breaks his own pin, lifting Assmans shoulder.

ROB MARTINEZ: What the hell is he thinking?

The Assman starts to try and move but Sam boots him hard to keep him down. He takes his mask off and tosses it aside before locking the SKULL CLUTCH ON
ASSMAN!

ROB MARTINEZ: That son of a-!

COREY TAYLOR: This is great, maybe now Assman will learn to respect Sam Skull.

Sam doesn’t need to hold the move for very long, Assman uses what little consciousness he has to tap out like a madman.

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: Here is your winner….SAM SKULL!

Sam isn’t releasing the hold and the referee is screaming at him.

ROB MARTINEZ: This is just sick!

Sam finally releases the hold as he feels that Mike has lost consciousness, he tosses him aside and the referee goes to help Assman but Sam Skull makes
him stop and raise his arm in victory first. Sam goes to the door of the cage and leaves, looking back at his handiwork with a smile as two officials help
Assman out of the ring.

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ROB MARTINEZ: Ladies and gentlemen, the next match promises to be a great one as Derrick Daze defends his newly won Contender’s Cup against a man who has
held that cup before in Johnny Maverick.

COREY TAYLOR: Two fairly evenly matched superstars fixing to do battle, now to Jenny, the ever so lovely Jenny. “Rise Above” hits the speakers and the
roof raises off the building as the crowd fills the place with boos, boos, and did anyone mention boos? Johnny comes out wearing a singlet, elbow and knee
pads, along with head gear and a mouth guard to the ring.

JENNY JERSEY: From Washington DC, he stands at six feet two inches and weighs in at two hundred and twenty-five pounds… JOHNNY MAVERICK!

Johnny looks to the booing crowd, seeming to absorb each and every boo and store it for energy in the match to come. “Esscence of Wounds” hits the speakers
and walking out to a a mixed reaction is the Rebel Pro #1 Contender Cup holder, Derrick Daze.

JENNY JERSEY: From Jefferson City Missouri, he stands at five feet ten inches and weighs in at one hundred and eighty-five pounds, he is your Rebel Pro
#1 Contender Cup holder… DERRICK DAZE!

Boos and cheers as Derrick makes his way to the cage, he stares up into Johnny’s face through the barbed wire, a look of determination and superiority
on his face.

DING DING

Lock up in the center of the ring, Johnny forces Derrick back into the corner, forearm to the face and a knee to the midsection doubles Derrick over in
the corner. Johnny lifts Daze up onto the top turnbuckle, hooks Derrick up and sends him down to the canvas with a front layout superplex, Daze bounces
from the impact. Johnny charges in after his opponent, Daze is up with a right hand to Johnny staggering the challenger backwards, Daze behind his opponent
quickly, pulling the wrist through Johnny’s legs and sending him down to the canvas with a pumphandle slam that temporarily dazes Johnny Maverick. Daze
picks Johnny to a vertical base, but Maverick with a forearm to Daze gets him the momentum and he backs Daze up again, Johnny whips Daze into the ropes
and hits the ropes himself with a springboard leg lariat taht takes Daze down to the canvas. Johnny bounces back up to his feet and back down with a fist
drop but Derrick moves out of the way and Johnny pounds his fist into the mat.

ROB MARTINEZ: Derrick able to move out of the way of that fist drop.

COREY TAYLOR: One of Johnny’s many moves.

Daze stands back up, hooking his arms around Johnny’s back and locking them in front of Maverick; he lifts him up and sends him crashing down onto his
knee with an atomic drop. Daze follows it up with a side headlock that sends him and Johnny down to the canvas, Derrick synches in the hold and begins
to try and wear Johnny down. Johnny begins to push back up, not wanting Derrick to have a chance to wear him down completely, he shoves Derrick into the
ropes, Daze reverses the whip, and Maverick comes back with a flying side kick taking Derrick off of his feet. Johnny pulls Derrick back up to his feet,
but Daze with a quick flurry of movement takes Johnny down to the canvas with a leg sweep and he locks in an arm grapevine submission on Johnny Maverick;
neither man having utilized the steel cage yet. Derrick has Johnny in the arm grapevine, but Johnny is wriggling trying to get out of the hold and he is
in the ropes, Daze does not break the hold and he doesn’t have to break the hold. Johnny somehow manages to get up to his feet and shoves Derrick backwards
into the turnbuckles, the hold is broken, Johnny slumps to the side, Daze is stunned in the corner. Johnny with a flying knee lift to the side of Derrick’s
face stuns him even more, and Johnny springs from the middle rope with a clothesline that sends Derrick down to the canvas. Johnny locks on a camel clutch
submission hold in the very center of the ring, Daze looks at the ring ropes.

COREY TAYLOR: Daze has no where to go.

ROB MARTINEZ: He can get the ropes, but Johnny doesn’t have to break the hold.

Daze begins to crawl for the ropes, he screams in pain as Johnny tightens the camel clutch submission hold. Johnny tightens again, if that is possible,
and again Derrick grunts from the pain. Derrick reaches out and is near the ropes when Johnny releases the hold to sling Derrick around, Daze holds onto
the ropes with his legs, Johnny swings himself around. Daze falls to the canvas, Johnny pulls him up to his feet, Derrick with a desperation side kick
sends Johnny into the ropes where he slumps and holds at his ribs. Johnny charges at the gasping Daze, but Daze leaps with a flying forearm sending Johnny
down to the canvas, Daze locks in a leg lock submission; it is a crooked figure four leg lock submission hold. Johnny rolls quickly to the ropes, but Daze
forces him the other way away from the ropes. Johnny reaches out and gets his hand into the ropes, but again Daze doesn’t have to break. Johnny begins
to pull himself closer to the ropes with the assistance of the ropes, he pulls up to the second rope and hangs there, his face a mask of pain. Johnny grunts
and pulls himself to the top rope, Daze breaks the hold, Johnny falls back to the canvas. Daze charges at Maverick, but Johnny with an elbow thrust to
Derrick’s face halts his offense and gets Johnny with momentum once again.

ROB MARTINEZ: Back and forth action here in this match.

COREY TAYLOR: But neither man has utilized the cage, such sportsmanship.

Johnny pulls Derrick towards him and nails a picture perfect spinning back suplex to Derrick Daze that stuns the current cup holder. Johnny with a fireman’s
carry into a slam to Derrick Daze and the crowd is letting both men know how much they are dissappointed that neither is using the cage to their advantage.
Johnny looks out to the crowd and just smiles, he wants them to boo him and he is relishing every single moment of the hate. Daze gets up while Johnny
is taunting the crowd and throws a right hand, Johnny catches it and slams Derrick into the Perfect Armbar! Daze has absolutely no where to go, Johnny
tightens the submission hold and wrenches back. Jimmy Johnson is there in Derrick’s face, Johnny wrenches back once again and Derrick taps the canvas once,
twice, and a third time. Jimmy Johnson signals for the bell as Jenny Jersey stands up.

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: Winner of the match and NEEEEEW Rebel Pro #1 Contender Cup holder… Johnny Maverick!

ROB MARTINEZ: I can’t believe it, the second submission of the night and in both matches the cage wasn’t used.

COREY TAYLOR: That is what you have when there is superior talent; they don’t need weapons.

Johnny climbs out of the cage and gets the cup handed to him by the always lovely and sweet Jenny Jersey. He looks down at the cup before pointing to himself
and holding up the #1 finger to the crowd. He turns and walks backstage as “Rise Above” plays through the speakers.

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ROB MARTINEZ: You’ll definitely want to stick around as Cuzin’ Zeke tries to once again obtain some singles gold here in Rebel Pro.

COREY TAYLOR: Something that has illuded him until he smartened up and became an FTC member.

Flats and Scruggs.

JENNY JERSEY: Our next match is for the Carolinas’ championship! Introducing first, the challenger, the three time REBEL Pro World Tag Team Champion, standing
six feet six inches and weighing in at two hundred and sixty-three pounds, representing FTC… CUZIN ZEKE!

Immense booing ensues as Cuzin Zeke makes his way down to the ring, carrying his horseshoe which is wrapped in barbed wire. He still gets a few claps from
the diehards, but he ignores them, instead focusing on giving sneers to his haters.

Kid Rock.

MEGA POP!

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent, the most decorated man in REBEL Pro history, from Paducah, Kentucky, weighing in at two-hundred and thirty pounds… he
is the REBEL Pro Carolinas’ Champion, representing the REBEL All-Stars… “THE SHOW” CHAD KURTIS!

The champion emerges, title belt on his shoulder, his fist wrapped in barbed wire which he proudly displays to the cheering fans. He slaps a few hands
with his non-barbed hand, his eyes never leaving the gaze of Cuzin Zeke. He enters the cage and immediately begins stretching.

DING DING

ROB MARTINEZ: These two are certainly not strangers to one another. They’ve both been in REBEL since damn near the beginning of it all.

COREY TAYLOR: Different sides now, though. Zeke highlighting the wave of the future, Kurtis representing the past.

ROB MARTINEZ: Let’s agree to disagree on that one, Corey.

Zeke and Kurtis circle each other in the ring, Zeke holding his barbed-wire horseshoe, Kurtis flexing his barbed-wire fist. Kurtis with a jab up at the
big man with the barbed-wire, sending him back. Zeke swings the horse shoe, Kurtis ducks underneath it. Another jab! Zeke feels his forehead, little bits
of blood. He fires back with a fist, nailing Kurtis. Kurtis staggers back. And fires back with a kick to the gut! Another! And a barbed fist sends Zeke
reeling. Clothesline takes him down… no! Zeke doesn’t fall back! Kurtis runs off of the ropes, right into a Big Boot from the big man! Zeke picks Kurtis
up. And throws him against the cage wall! He sticks to the barbed wire for a moment then falls flat on his stomach! Zeke with big boots to his back…
Kurtis grabs his ankle and pulls it, tripping out the challenger! Zeke slowly gets up but Kurtis runs off of the ropes, baseball dropkick to the side of
Zeke’s head! Kurtis grabs Zeke’s horse shoe… brings it down on the forehead of Zeke! Again! But Zeke kicks him in the head!

ROB MARTINEZ: A great back-and-forth contest thus far!

COREY TAYLOR: Great athleticism from the big man, Cuzin Zeke!

Zeke shakes off the pain in his head as he slowly gets to his feet. Kurtis runs at him but Zeke drops him with a clothesline, ducked by Kurtis! Kurtis
with a scissorkick! Ducked by Zeke! But a second scissorkick takes him down! Kurtis picks up Zeke, pushes him into the corner, Irish whip across the ring.
Zeke hits the corner hard! Kurtis runs at him, Zeke takes him down with a clothesline! Zeke off of the ropes… big leg drop! He grabs his head… throws
him into the cage wall! Now Kurtis is bleeding too! And a lariat takes him down. Zeke picks up Kurtis… Kurtis reverses into a chinbreaker! Zeke staggers
back, holding his chin. Kurtis puts the horseshoe on the mat. Perches himself on top of the turnbuckle… super bulldog into the barbed horseshoe! Cover!
COREY TAYLOR: This could be it!

ROB MARTINEZ: It might be!

COREY TAYLOR: …not!

One!

Two!

NO! Zeke kicks out. Kurtis picks him up, runs his head into the corner turnbuckle. Vicious knife edge chops to the big man! And he whips him across the
ring. Zeke hits the corner. Kurtis runs in… cartwheel back elbow! And a snap suplex takes the big man over! Now he’s going up top… flying fist drop
with the barbed wire hand! And a cover!

COREY TAYLOR: This is exactly what FTC talks about, gratuitous violence!

ROB MARTINEZ: FTC has done their fair share of gratuitous violence, I will remind you!

One!

Two!

NO! Kickout! Kurtis picks up Zeke. Zeke with an elbow to Kurtis! Another! And a big headbutt sends Kurtis down! Kurtis quickly gets to his feet, only to
be headbutted down again! He gets up slower this time, only to be caught in a piledriver! Zeke climbs up top. He’s going for the Mudpuddle! But he begins
arguing with a fan who is ridiculing him for being a member of FTC! This gives Kurtis enough time to climb to his feet. The Show dropkicks the turnbuckle
forcing Zeke’s legs to spread on the turnbuckle!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

ROB MARTINEZ: A great maneuver by Chad Kurtis!

COREY TAYLOR: Zeke has BALLS OF STEEL. He’ll be fine. He makes Stone Zellor’s seem like two deflated balloons.

Kurtis climbs up. Top-rope frankensteiner! NO! NO! Zeke reverses into a power bomb! COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

TH—KICKOUT!

COREY TAYLOR: And they say The Show has a lot of moves in his arsenal!

Zeke and Kurtis both wiped out from the early moments of this bout. Zeke picks up Kurtis. Gorilla press! And he THROWS him into the cage wall!

HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Kurtis lying lifeless on the mat. Zeke slowly going up top again. Mudpuddle time! He leaps… Kurtis gets his knees up! Zeke rolling around, holding his
abdomen. Kurtis slowly gets to his feet, bits of blood all over the front of his body. He goes up top! Moonsault onto Zeke! Cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THR—KICKOUT!

Kurtis looks enraged, ready to begin delivering some serious damage to Zeke. He picks him up. Throws his head into the wall! Throws it into the second
wall! The third! The fourth! Zeke is gushing blood! Waistlock. STARMAKER TO THE BIG MAN! COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

THRE—NO! NO! ZEKE KICKS OUT!

ROB MARTINEZ: I can’t believe he got Zeke up for that maneuver!

COREY TAYLOR: It was a cheap move!

ROB MARTINEZ: It was a SUPLEX!

COREY TAYLOR: Throws are not allowed in REBEL!

Kurtis can’t believe it. He begins to climb the cage. He’s going to try to escape the cage to retain his title. It is hard as hell to climb a barbed wire
cage but Chad Kurtis is going to try anyways. But Zeke slowly stirs. Kurtis up near the top as Zeke begins to shake the cage! Kurtis with a missile dropkick
from the TOP OF THE CAGE! Zeke flies back across the ring. Kurtis follows him and makes a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE—NO! NO! KICKOUT!

ROB MARTINEZ: A highlight reel moment!

COREY TAYLOR: The camera was on me?

Kurtis climbing again. Zeke stirring. Zeke gets to his feet, walks over to Kurtis, climbs after him, headbutt to the back of Kurtis’ head… HUGE BELLY-TO-BACK
SUPLEX! Zeke climbs up top. Mudpuddle time! But Kurtis is getting to his feet. Zeke calls an audible… flying clothesline! Now Zeke is climbing up the
cage, ignoring the pain in his hands as he grabs onto the cage and attempts to climb out of it. Kurtis tries to shake the cage but it has no effect on
the big man! He grabs the horseshoe… and throws it at The Show! It his Zeke in his back! He wavers… and FALLS BACKWARDS! Kurtis goes up top… 450
SPLASH! COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE—NO! NO! KICKOUT BY ZEKE!

Kurtis begins the climb! Zeke isn’t moving.

Kurtis nears the top, finally Zeke comes to. He gets over to the cage and begins to shake it! But Kurtis is almost over the cage!

Zeke continues to shake, using all of his ogre strength! Kurtis begins to slide… MOONSAULT OFF OF THE TOP OF THE CAGE!

…

CAUGHT BY ZEKE!

CAUGHT BY ZEKE!

CAUGHT BY ZEKE!

Zeke walks over to the horseshoe… viagra nitric oxide TOMBSTONE ON THE HORSESHOE!

ROB MARTINEZ: My God, a piece of BARBED WIRE is stuck in his FOREHEAD!

He goes up top… MUDPUDDLE! COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

THAT’S IT!

COREY TAYLOR: Yes! I made another two-thousand! Papa just got himself two hours at that new strip club!

JENNY JERSEY: Your winner… and NEW Carolinas’ champion… CUZIN ZEKE!

Cuzin Zeke raises the Carolina title high in the air, drawing incredible booing from the arena. Chad Kurtis slowly stands, pulling the barbed wire out
of his forehead and throwing the horseshoe to the side. He looks at Zeke and gives him a nod of respect… Zeke runs in and NAILS HIM WITH THE TITLE! Zeke
raises the title high! Mikey Massacre walks down the aisle, clapping enthusiastically and whistling for his tag team partner and stablemate. They leave
the ring together, Mikey pointing to Zeke and the Carolina title and telling the fans that he is next!

In the ring, Chad Kurtis stands up, wiping the blood from his face and earning generous applause from the fans.

THANK YOU, CHAD! THANK YOU, CHAD! THANK YOU, CHAD!

He waves to them and makes his way down the aisle, hobbling, but refusing help from anyone.

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Before Jenny gets the first word out ICP’s Oddities causes the fans to go wild.

JENNY: The following Barbed Wire Steel Cage match is for the REBEL World Tag Team Championship, introducing first the challengers weighing a combined 500
pounds…The Freak and Shutdown….THE FREAK SHOW!

Fans are waving their arms like they just don’t care as the popular challengers make their way down to the ring but some fans are getting presents from
the Freak Show?

ROB MARTINEZ: It looks like the fans love the challengers here tonight and the Freak and Shutdown are returning that love by handing out what appear to
be actions figures to the crowd. I’m not sure what the significance of that is but the lucky fans that get seem to like the action figures.

COREY TAYLOR: DOLLS! They’re dolls Martinez. The Freak and his mental midget of a tag team partner are playing with dolls and the inbred idiots in the
crowd are clamoring for the

stupid dolls. Probably the only Barbie’s these hicks have ever seen that has all her clothes and without matted or missing
hair.

The Freak tosses a couple of the dolls to the announcers, Martinez catches them as Taylor ducks.

COREY TAYLOR: Did you see that? The Freak just assaulted us. I’ll sue him just as soon as my lawyer stops chasing ambulances and answers his phone.

ROB MARTINEZ: He didn’t assault us; he just tossed a couple of the dolls…

COREY TAYLOR: So you admit they’re dolls?

ROB MARTINEZ: Like I was saying he just tossed us what he and Shutdown had been tossing to the crowd. And it looks like they were giving out Disney Jonas
Brother figures customized to look like Jim and Tommy Jonas. The fans are loving them.

COREY TAYLOR: It’s a travesty not only is the Freak Show insulting our World Tag Team Champs but also one of the greatest rock bands in the world. If I
don’t sue I’m guessing Disney will.

ROB MARTINEZ: One of the greatest rock bands in the world? I’m guessing you have a poster of Hannah Montana in your dressing room too?

COREY TAYLOR: I don’t even like Hannah Montana but Selena Gomez; now that little witch could cast on spell on me any day. I’d drink her bathwater.

ROB MARTINEZ: You’re one sick man.

COREY TAYLOR: What? Tell me you wouldn’t tap that.

Before Martinez can respond “Everyone I Went to High School with Is Dead” starts to play and is immediately drowned out by loud boos and jeering as the
REBEL World Tag Team Champs make their way down to the caged ring. Noticeable by her absence is Edna Glickman.

ROB MARTINEZ: I’d never thought I’d say this, but I’m glad the Jonas Brothers are coming.

JENNY: Now introducing the REBEL World Tag Team Champions weighing a combined total of 466 pounds Jim and Tommy…The Jonas Brothers!

The fans loudly and excitedly let the champs know that they don’t like them. The Jonas Brothers waste little time letting the fans know that the feeling
is mutual. Jim rips the dolls out of several fans hands and breaks them in two. Jimmy grabs up a couple and slings them toward the ring area almost striking
Jenny Jersey. The Freak Show stares down at the champs from inside the cage as the Jonas Brothers intentionally take their own sweet time to getting into
the ring. Finally the champs lay their belts on the announce table climb into the cage and the door is slammed shut and the champs look back at the door
as the challengers jump on them as the bell rings.

DING DING

The Freak Show quickly take control of the match. The Jonas Brothers seem to be in trouble early as somehow Tommy has found himself squared off with Shutdown
and the results are what you would expect as Shutdown is making good use of his 160 pound weight advantage and tossing Tommy around like he was one of
the dolls he and his brother were handing out earlier. The Freak Show’s giant snatches the younger Jonas brother up in a gorilla press slam…no wait!
Shutdown has Tommy up in the Gorilla Press position but instead of slamming him down to the mat he throws him into the cage. Tommy bounces off the cage
which of course doesn’t give and lands hard on the mat and appears to be busted open.

COREY TAYLOR: Well that didn’t take long. It’s just too bad it wasn’t one of the Freak Show that was busted open. Oh well at least the match is getting
good now.

ROB MARTINEZ: You actually like the fact that all four of these men are likely to bleed tonight? I’m not squeamish but these are human beings we’re talking
about.

COREY TAYLOR: Are you sure that the Freak and Shutdown are human?

ROB MARTINEZ: Oh brother!

Back in the ring while Shutdown continues to dominate Tommy, Jim Jonas is using his own nearly 100 pound weight advantage to manhandle the Freak. Jim has
the Freak in position for his Face-First Piledriver but instead of driving him into the mat, he runs the Freak into the cage and busts him open so now
a member of both teams are bleeding. Jim gains his feet and turns just in time to see Shutdown devastate his brother with a Two-Handed Chokebomb. Shutdown
covers Tommy and the referee, who until now had been merely window dressing, starts the count. The ref barely counts to two before Jim starts stomping
on the back of Shutdown’s head but while it breaks up the count it seems to only anger the giant. The two of them start to trade punches and it doesn’t
take long for Shutdown to get the advantage. While the bigger member of each team is slugging it out the Freak moves in on Tommy intending to pick up the
pieces left after Shutdown’s assault. With Tommy still on the mat the Freak unleashes Rolling Thunder on the younger Jonas. Then with Tommy still down,
the Freak goes to the corner where Shutdown is driving shoulders into Jim’s gut and runs up his partner’s back and slams into Jim Jonas with a spinning
heel kick. As Shutdown holds Jim up in the corner, the Freak grabs hold of some of the barbed wire surrounding the cage and ignoring the blood pouring
from his head and now his hand he helps wrap Jim in the corner with the wire. Tommy regains his feet and jumps the Freak from the back and the two of them
trade moves back and forth. Tommy nails the Freak with dropkick but as both men make it to their feet, the Freak counters with with his Rush punch and
kick combo. Tommy counters with a Russian LegSweep. While the Freak is down Tommy executes his Somersault Senton and goes for a cover but the Freak kicks
out at two. Meanwhile Shutdown is brutalizing the bound Jim Jonas with splashes, kicks, punches, and clotheslines in the corner. Shutdown ignores the blood
coming from his own wounds to continue the assault on the helpless Jonas Brother. Tommy finally puts the Freak down for a moment with a Hair-Pull Slam
Goes to his brother’s rescue regardless of personal risk.

Tommy slams into the back of Shutdown’s knee with a chop block that brings the giant down like a toppled tree. Tommy presses his advantage and his luck
http://cialisonline-pharmacycanada.com/ as he unloads several kicks to the side of Shutdown’s head. The ref is working to get Jim untangled from the barbed wire in the corner and now his hands
are bleeding, in fact the only person in the ring who ain’t bleeding now is Shutdown. Tommy abandons the kicks that seemed to be working against Shutdown
and hits the ropes but this allowed Shutdown to get to his feet and he meets the charging Tommy with a thunderous Spear. The Freak Show’s big red destroyer
begins to stomp away at the fallen Tommy Jonas but Jim is finally free from the corner and mixing it up with the Freak. Jim is still feeling the effects
of the brutal assault of the Freak Show in the corner but is determined to help his brother. Jim lifts the Freak and drives him back down with his elevated
cradle neckbreaker and then charges Shutdown who is ready for him. Jim Jonas eats a big boot and falls hard to the mat. It looks like the assault in the
corner is finally starting to catch with Jim. The Freak Show has a quick conference in the middle of the ring and then the Freak starts to climb the cage.
As the Freak ignores the barbed and climbs to the top of the cage, Shutdown tosses Jim back into a corner and picks up Tommy in a Gorilla Press position
again but this time he does slam him down. The Freak has reaches the top of the cage and flies off with a Shooting Star Press aiming right for Tommy Jonas.
The move connects and both men are down. Shutdown takes time to clothesline Jim in the corner before slowly, mockingly slow, picking up Tommy and setting
him up for his Shake Machine finisher. However Shutdown doesn’t see Jim Jonas stirring in the corner and as Shutdown hoists Tommy up, Jim Jonas explodes,
as best he can at this stage on the match, and barrels into the knee of Shutdown’s that Tommy clipped earlier. Jim also manages to roll Shutdown and the
ref goes down for the count ….

One…

Two…

Three!

JENNY JERSEY: Here are your winners and still the REBEL WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS JIM AND TOMMY…THE JONAS BROTHERS!

The crowd goes wild with boos as the Jonas Brothers win to

retain their championship but that doesn’t stop the two teams from brawling as both the Freak
and Tommy finally regain their feet. The two teams continue to pound away at each other as the cage door opens to allow additional referees and other REBEL
officials try to restore order. The timekeeper bangs away on the bell with no effect. The refs trying to hold Shutdown and Jim apart are just shoved aside.
Edna Glickman shows up out of nowhere to encourage her champs. Jenny Jersey runs to the back as fast as her high heels will take to get help. Finally some
REBEL wrestlers come to try and help restore order, Christopher Samsonite and Justin Tyme hit the ring but to little avail it is still chaos in the ring
as Christopher tries to separate Shutdown and Jim Jonas. Justin is trying to do the same with the Freak and Tommy.

Finally a cheer goes as the BlueGrass Mafia v2.0 and Lyndsey Valentine emerge from the back and hit the ring it takes Matthew Kurtis to finally separate
Shutdown and Jim Jonas. This causes a tense moment as it appeared that the two biggest men in REBEL were ready to throw down with each other as the Bluegrass
BadAss physically restrains Shutdown, but with Christopher Samsonite holding Jim Jonas back, J-Kurt helping Justin Tyme to keep the Freak and Tommy Jonas
apart and Lyndsey keeping Edna out of the way order is quickly restored. The extra refs and wrestlers leave and the Jonas Brothers grab their belts and
storm out of the arena to the same chorus of boos that met them upon their arrival. The Freak Show then exits the ring to cheers once again.

ROB MARTINEZ: Things got tense there for a bit, thanks to a wild brawl at the end of the match because of the emotions involved on both sides. Thankfully
nobody was hurt in the melee. But I thought for a moment the Shutdown and “the Bluegrass BadAss” Matthew Kurtis were going to go at it.

COREY TAYLOR: I would have liked to have seen that but that will have to wait until another time. The best news of the match however is that the champs
retain their belts but then the big crybabies that Freak Show started a brawl that could only be stopped from help from the back. I hate sore losers.

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Zeke and Mikey are in their locker room. Zeke is picking his teeth with a nail and petting his new Carolina title. Chet Whetleson walks past the locker
room and hears Mikey and Zeke talking behind the closed door; he turns on the live microphone so that the crowd in the arena can hear it as a camera man
comes waiting on Chet’s word to go in.

MIKEY: A huge win, Zeke. I can’t say it enough. You winning the strap and defeating The Show in one combined motion, well, it’s huge, Zeke. Really.

ZEKE: And now it’s your turn, Mikey! You gonna take down that World Title from Mack!

MIKEY: Indeed.

ZEKE: Just one thing, Mikey, them fans been calling you out the past month or so, calling you a ‘Pussy.’ They think you afraid to face Donovan Astros!
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MIKEY: Afraid… of Donovan Astros? Afraid of anyone? Me? Mikey Massacre? That’s absurd!

ZEKE: I know it is! But it got me thinkin’, why don’t you accept the match and show him that FTC is boss!

MIKEY: Oh, oh, I’m going to wrestle him sometime. It’s just, you know, you and I, FTC, with Black injured and all, we’ve got a lot on our plates, you know?
The World Title match, getting back our tag belts, it’s just, well, we’re busy. I’ll get to Astros, but, you know, busy and all. Busy. Busy…

ZEKE: Okay, buddy.

Mikey’s eye catches the camera.

MIKEY: Um… this going out on the DVD?

CHET WHETTLESON: Sure is going on the DVD as well as the live crowd has heard every single word you’ve said.

Crowd(in the arena) “Mikey’s a Pussy!(clap, clap, clap clap clap) Mikey’s a Pussy!(clap, clap, clap clap clap) Mikey’s a Pussy!(clap, clap, clap clap clap)
Mikey’s a Pussy!(clap, clap, clap clap clap)”

Mikey looks furious.

MIKEY: (BLEEP) A…

Mikey stands up, grabs the camera and throws it to the ground before Chet ducks out of Mikey’s way.

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JENNY JERSEY: The following match is set for one fall with no time limit and is for the Rebel Pro World Championship… Introducing first the challenger.
Boos rain down as “Heavy Metal Machine” hits the speakers and Mikey Massacre walks from the back. He looks to the crowd with distaste and mouths that they
made him do this, it is their fault.

JENNY JERSEY: He stands at six feet even and weighs in at two hundred and thirty-five pounds, from Albuquerque New Mexico…. representing FTC… MIKEY
MASSACRE!

The boos don’t change just because he is from Albuquerque, and they especially don’t change because he is representing FTC, but they do change when “Boom
Boom” hits the speakers and from the back, Rebel Pro World Championship over his shoulder, comes Mack.

JENNY JERSEY: He stands at six feet eight inches and weighs in at two hundred and eighty-five pounds, from Patterson New Jersey, he is your Rebel Pro World
Champion… He is Incredible, he is…. MACK!

Mack slaps the hands of the outstretched fans’ arms as he makes his way to the ring; his eyes never leaving Mikey Massacre’s face. He walks up the steps
and into the ring, the door is shut and padlocked on the outside.

DING DING

Inside the barbed wire wrapped cage, both Mikey and Mack circle each other in anticipation of the lock up. The crowd is hushed waiting for Mack to destroy
the former fan favorite in Mikey Massacre. Rob and Corey sit silent on the headset waiting; Dale McDonald steps back, he has a feeling something is fixing
to happen. Double leg takedown by Mikey who is up with an elbow drop to Mack’s forehead. Mikey pulls Mack up, whip into the ropes, Mack reverses and sends
Mikey in the ropes with a reversal. Mack with a big boot sends Mikey into the cage and some flesh is torn quickly here in this match.

ROB MARTINEZ: The first to bleed here is Mikey.

COREY TAYLOR: He has bled for this company more than once in his career.

Mack slams a forearm into Mikey’s skull with enough force to send Mikey back into the ropes, Mack drags Mikey’s skull across the barbed wire so that the
back of his head is ripped open. Mikey with a thumb to the eyes stops this saddistic assault and a kick to the shin followed by a DDT sends Mack down to
the canvas. Mikey looks to the door, but pulls Mack up instead, he shoves the big man into the corner, knife edge chop, but the crowd will not “Wooo” for
this man, only boo his tactics. Mikey climbs the turnbuckles and delivers right hands.

One… Two… Three… Four… Five… Six… Seven… Eight… Nine… Ten! Mikey spits on his palm and slaps the taste out of Mack’s mouth before monkey
flipping him out of the corner. Mikey climbs to the top turnbuckle, he dives with a Macho Man style elbow… canvas is all he catches. Mack rolls out of
the way and with Mikey’s spit glistening on his cheek picks up the former tag team champion, right to the face, boot to the gut, lifting Mikey up… side
slam to the canvas on his face. Mack rolls him over, but makes no attempt at a pin this early in the match. Mack hits the ropes, big time Hogan leg drop
across Mikey’s face as fresh spatters of blood are covering the canvas from the back of Mikey’s head. Mack lifts Mikey up, draping his throat over the
top rope, he delivers a massive forearm to the back of Mikey’s bloody skull driving his throat across the ropes. Another forearm and a elbow for good measure.
Mikey with a back elbow and a mule kick to Mack’s most sensitive area stops the onslaught. Mikey with a European uppercut, following it with a facerake
to redden the eyes of Mack even further. Mikey dives with a shoulder tackle taking Mack down to the canvas where the current Rebel Pro World champion is
pummeled with rights and lefts for his offensive series earlier. Mikey pulls him up to his feet, he drags Mack’s face across the barbed wire, ripping flesh
and causing rivers of blood to creep down Mack’s face for his efforts. Mikey slams Mack’s head into the wire, looks at his handy work for a moment, admiring,
before shaking his head and slamming it into the wire once more. Mikey with a elbow backs Mack into the corner, Mikey with a series of toe kicks to Mack’s
ribs. Mikey with vicious lefts and right fists to the ribs of Mack as well, he seems to have found a body part and is intent on working it. Mack slumps
down into the corner, Mikey stomps on the left leg of Mack before wrapping it into a standing leglock, Mikey is going to work over the left leg and ribs
of Mack. Mack with a right hand to Mikey’s gut stops the leg lock, another sends him back as Mack pulls himself up to a vertical base.

ROB MARTINEZ: Mikey looking to take Mack out here, but Mack not letting it happen.

COREY TAYLOR: That is one of the stupidest things I think I’ve ever heard you say. Of course Mack isn’t just going to let it happen.

Mack scoops Mikey onto his shoulders, and with a running start slams him head first into the wire, Mikey shoves back from the wire to fall behind Mack.
Mikey with a rear waistlock, grunt, and a German suplex sends the big man crashing down to the canvas on his neck. Mikey grabs the left ankle of Mack and
viciously stomps away at the side of the knee before crossing his ankles over Mack’s knee, and falling back to the canvas as he pushes upwards on the ankle.
Mack sits up and grunts in pain, his eyes open wide, he reaches for Mikey, but the illussive Massacre is just out of reach; Mack rolls over and Mikey is
forced to break the hold because he can no longer hold the position. Mikey is up quickly, but not quick enough as Mack shoves up to his feet and bulldogs
Mikey down to the canvas. Mack up again, not putting all of his weight on that left leg, but just enough to balance himself, right to Mikey’s face and
a shove backwards into the corner. Mack grunts as he delivers right hand after right hand into Mikey’s ribs, Mikey grunts from the pain. The sound of Mack’s
fist connecting with flesh is barely heard over the roar of the crowd. Mack lifts Mikey up to the top turnbuckle, hooks the head and the leg part of Mikey’s
wrestling outfit.Mikey is up… and down crashing on his back in the center of the ring thanks to that top rope superplex, Mack holds at his left leg,
but manages to make the cover.

One… Two… Thr.

COREY TAYLOR: Mikey able to kick out after that illegal move from Mack.

ROB MARTINEZ: I often wonder where Mr. Gordon found you…

COREY TAYLOR: I know, because I am so much more talented than yourself.

Mack pulls Mikey back up, knowing something special has to be done to defeat Mikey, he knows how tough this FTC member is. Mikey with a right hand, but
Mack shoves him into the corner and follows in with a body splash, Mikey lifts the feet into Mack’s face. The feet slam into Mack’s mouth and now Mack
is bleeding here in this match. Mikey dives from the middle turnbuckle with a flying right fist slamming it into Mack’s already busted mouth. Grabbing
him, he twists and sends him down to the mat with a swinging neckbreaker, but Mikey doesn’t go for a pin, instead he intends on doing some major damage.
Mikey hits the ropes, baseball slide into Mack’s ribs, Mikey jumps

over, baseball slide into the other side of Mack’s ribs and now Mikey is laughing at
the fallen World Champion. He pulls Mack up to his feet, wrapping his leg into the ropes, he pulls on the ankle and Mack can be heard groaning from the
pain on his left knee and Mikey can be heard grunting from the effort of pulling on the ankle. Mack with a side shot sends Mikey stumbling to the left.
He limps in pursuit of Mikey. Mack with a big right, and a massive forearm shot sends Mikey weaving into the corner. Mack with a vicious right to the gut,
a stiff right knee lift into Mikey’s midsection and a perfect looking European uppercut stands Mikey vertically in the corner. Mack backs up for another
running splash he charges, but Mikey dives to the right spearing Mack’s injured left leg, Mack flips over Mikey with a grunt of pain. Mikey pulls Mack
from the corner to the center of the ring, he locks both of Mack’s legs into a figure four with his arms and turns him into a Texas cloverleaf submission
hold. Mack grunts in pain and reaches for the ropes, sweat is pouring from Mack’s forehead, but Mikey just sits back on the hold, adding pressure to the
ribs of Mack as well. Mack is in the ropes, but Mikey does not have to break the hold because there is no disqualification here in Rebel Pro and Mikey…
doesn’t break the hold instead he is intent on breaking Mack. Dale McDonald is down in Mack’s face, a glazed look in Mack’s eyes, he holds the arm up once
and it falls. He holds it up a second time and it falls. Mikey is sweating what appears to be blood in his concentration but it is actually blood from
the back of his skull, Mikey nearly has Mack bent over backwards from the hold. Dale holds the arm up again and it hangs there for a moment and the crowd
is on their feet, but it was only a bit of hope in the crowd’s eyes as the arm falls to land limply on the mat. Dale signals for the bell immediately.
COREY TAYLOR: Mikey has won his first World Title!

ROB MARTINEZ: The son of a b*bleep* did it.

Dale McDonald gets in Mikey’s face and tells him to break the hold, but Mikey refuses, Dale McDonald says that he will reverse his decision if Mikey doesn’t
break the hold and Mikey drops the Texas cloverleaf and demands to get his title.

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and gentlemen, winner of the match and NEEEEEEEW Rebel Pro World champion… Mikey Massacre!

Mikey stands in the center of the ring where Dale McDonald hands him his newly won World Championship, Mikey looks down at it before raising his head to
smirk at the crowd. Referee Dale McDonald is helping Mack out of the ring when Mikey taps the former champ on the shoulder, Mack turns around ready to
come to blows again, he has no weight on his left leg what so ever. Mikey sticks out his right hand, Mack looks like he isn’t going to believe him, Mikey
decks him with the World title before Mack can make a decision. Mikey begins to work over the left leg of Mack and here comes Zeke along with Vincent on
crutches. Zeke has a pair of bolt cutters and both get inside the cage and here comes the Rebel All-Stars, but Black puts on a pad lock, it hanging from
inside the cage.

ROB MARTINEZ: Ah come on, the match is over, this is ridiculous.

COREY TAYLOR: The Show injured Vincent last week and now FTC is getting a bit of revenge, one good turn deserves another.

Referee Dale McDonald is trying to prevent this from going on, but a swing from a lucky horse shoe by Vincent sends him down to the canvas in a crumpled
and bloody heap. Zeke and Black take turns on either side of Mack swinging their individual weapons to the injured ribs of Mack. The Rebel All-Stars are
powerless to do anything but all of a sudden here comes Shut Down from the back, having left momentarily, and he is carrying a pair of bolt cutters. FTC
just laugh because the lock is on the inside, but there goes Chad Kurtis to climb the cage, he is wearing gloves and moving quickly. There goes the Freak
with the bolt cutters in hand. FTC are still laughing at what is going on with the Rebel All-Stars. Chad leaps from the top of the cage with a crossbody,
Freak with a missile dropkick takes out Mikey and Black. Freak cuts the bolt.

ROB MARTINEZ: Finally!

COREY TAYLOR: Come on Vincent is an injured man!

Zeke with a swinging horse shoe takes out Freak, Black with the crutch takes out Kurtis,Mikey dives with the championship taking out Shut Down as he walks
into the cage. Both Zeke and Mikey lift Black’s weight onto their shoulder and hurry out of the cage, leaving the maylay there as the fans boo their action.
But each has a one finger salute for the fans as they leave through the curtain.

ROB MARTINEZ: Well, Mack may have lost the Championship, Kurtis may have lost the Carolinas Championship, and FTC may have gotten the last laugh here tonight…
COREY TAYLOR: Because they are the best and it is high damn time you realize that Rob.

ROB MARTINEZ: But… the war is far from over. This battle goes to FTC, but the war folks… is far from over.

COREY TAYLOR: Sentimentalist, think you’ve got to be a fan favorite… brown noser.

ROB MARTINEZ: For Rebel Pro, this has been Corey Taylor and I am Rob Martinez… signing off for Cage the Rage.

Aerial Assault 2009
08/04/2009
The Rebel Arena is filling up nicely, with people finding their seats, people buying merchandise, and people just hoping to get a glimpse of their favorite
Rebel Pro wrestlers. Mack and Chad Kurtis are over in a corner discussing something with enthusiasm as they sign autographs for the Rebel Pro fans. Mack
obviously asks Chad a question because immediately Chad begins to nod vigorously.

JENNY JERSEY: The following match is the opening contest of Aerial Assault 2009 and is a tag team triple threat match with a twenty minute time limit…
“Cyberwatse” hits the speakers as from the back to a loud silence is Sons of Destruction.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first at a total combined weight of five hundred and seventy pounds… Kayoken and Devastation… THE SONS OF DESTRUCTION!

Still no reaction as “Damone” hits the speakers and CamaLoss emerge through the curtain.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing their opponents, at a total combined weight of four hundred and fifteen pounds… Cizin Camal and Alexander Banning-Loss… CAMALOSS!
“Why Don’t We Do It In The Road” hits and finally a reaction as from the back, wiggling, shaking, rattling and rolling is Mike “Assman” Trey to the delight
of the fans, but he is not alone as Dr. Tittylover emerges from the back. Dr. Tittylover immediately spots a chubby in the front row and makes his way
over quickly, Assman just laughs.

“All Black” hits and there is another big pop for the Rebel Pro World Champion as “Incredible” Mack emerges through the curtains. He walks up beside Assman
and nods.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing the final team into this triple threat… at a total combined weight of five hundred and fifteen pounds, MIKE “ASSMAN” TREY and
your Rebel Pro World Champion… “INCREDIBLE” MACK!

Mack and Assman walk down to the ring as Dr. Tittylover continues talking to the lady in the front row, he writes down something on a piece of paper. The
paper goes into his pocket and he walks down to the ring.

DING DING

One man from each team stands in the squared circle, Assman for his team, Alexander for CamaLoss, and Kayoken for Sons of Destruction; each circles around
the ring. Lockup, Assman with a drop toe hold to Kayoken that sends him into Alexander who trips over the falling man. Assman up with a leg drop across
Alex’s neck. Mike reaches to tag his partner into the match, Mack comes in, he throws Alex into the corner, he whips Kayoken into Alex, following up with
a big splash. Assman dives through the ropes to take out Camal with a spear as Mack turns to meet Devastation with a big right hand sending the bigger
man backwards into the ropes. Mike runs at Mack, who has a forearm placed over Devastation’s throat, but turns to toss Assman up into the air. Assman comes
down with a crossbody sending Devastation over the top rope, Mike catches himself on the apron to slap hands with Mack. The current World Champion turns
to meet Kayoken with a clothesline sending him down to the canvas, here comes Alexander, Mike with a leg lariat takes him down and the thrown together
team of Mack and Mike are working extremely well together.

ROB MARTINEZ: M and M are dominating here.

COREY TAYLOR: What is your point, oh master of the great unknown?

Kayoken gets up, behind Mack, Devastation hands him a steel chair, he whacks Mack in the back of the knee with the weapon before turning to nail Mike in
the face with the perfectly legal weapon. Kayoken turns, but Camal knees him in the forehead sending him down. He lifts Kayoken up, but Mack with a boot
to his midsection sends him crashing to the canvas with Kayoken to land on top of him. Mack jumps into the air with a splash and lands on top of them all,
but Devastation breaks up the pin before it can happen. Devastation with a big right stumbling Mack into the corner. Devastation with a shoulder block,
and a lifted knee doubles the World Champion over in the corner.

COREY TAYLOR: Devastation seems to have the World Champ’s number in this opening match.

ROB MARTINEZ: Mack will turn it around, true champions have a way of doing that.

Devastation with a elbow drop to the back of Mack’s head. Here comes Assman, but he is cut off by Alexander and Camal who send him down to the canvas with
a double hip toss. They lift Kayoken up into the air with a double vertical suplex and drop him on top of Assman; these two working as if they have the
same mind.Assman whipped into the ropes similtaneously as Kayoken is sent into the ropes. Clothesline to Assman, clothesline to Kayoken, double leg drop,
back up, double elbow drop. In the corner Mack begins to fight back from the doubled over position with a series of quick rights and lefts. Devastation
is caught off-guard from the suddeness of the blows. Mack stands back up with a look of rage on his face from the injustice and his being manhandled. Mack
with a right sends Devastation back, another sends him back further. Mack with a boot to the gut, even flow DDT to the canvas. Mack looks up to find CamaLoss
getting a pin on Kayoken and Assman. He charges over, pulling up Camal by the hair, delivering a right into his face as he stomps on the back of Alexander’s
skull. Mack whips Alexander into the ropes, delivers a big back body right into an Assman neckbreaker. Assman hooks the leg as Mack tosses Camal and Kayoken
over the top rope.

One… Two… Three.

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: Winners of the match, the team of Mike “Assman” Trey and the Rebel Pro World Champion… Mack!

ROB MARTINEZ: These two men worked extremely well together.

COREY TAYLOR: Yeah, but lets face it, they are not up to the caliber of FTC.

“Heavy Metal Machine” hits up as Mikey walks from the back, microphone in his hand. Staring up at the ring, he smirks as he pats his Tag Team Championship
belt over his shoulder. Mikey claps for the victory that Assman and Mack just had.

MIKEY MASSACRE: Assman, you want to beat us at a later date, well, too bad(Mikey shrugs his shoulders) just ain’t going to happen.

The crowd is booing this intrusion heavily.

MIKEY MASSACRE: See, you know you and any partner you choose can’t stand up to the force that is FTC. You can choose that over grown waste of talent Mack
in the ring or your beloved Dr. Tittylover to be your partner, it really doesn’t matter.

Mack looks insulted as Assman just leans over the top rope to watch Mikey.

MIKEY MASSACRE: See, for too damn long, I’ve not had a chance at the Rebel Pro World title, I haven’t had a chance to get my hands on that gold. Frankly,
I want that shot and if Mack is the fighting champion he thinks himself to be well…

Mack yells something out, but the booing crowd distorts what he says.

MIKEY MASSACRE: What I’m saying Mack is that I an challenging you to a match, next week, for that Rebel Pro World Title. You have said that you want your
hands on an FTC member, well, here is your chance.

Mack tells Mikey to come on down and get him some, but Mikey just laughs as he shakes his head.

MIKEY

MASSACRE: Oh yeah and Mike, when you can get the ring rust off of Dr. Tittylover, you and him… come and try to wrest these belts from Zeke and myself.
Because it is going to feel damn good to be a World Champion and a Tag Champion, something you wouldn’t know about Mike, because the only time you can
hold gold… is when someone else is handling the workload.

“Boooooooooo”

Mikey turns to the crowd, a smirk filling his face.

MIKEY MASSACRE: Just like tonight, Mack does the work and who picks up the pinfall? Who was it Mack? Who got the victory? Who made the final pin?

Mack turns to Mike, seeming to not care, but to assure Mike that it doesn’t botther him; Mikey takes it to mean something else.

MIKEY MASSACRE: Exactly, see you next week Mack, keep that belt warm for me.

ROB MARTINEZ: Wow, a challenge from Mikey Massacre for next week!

COREY TAYLOR: Mikey is going to be a dual champion!

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Jenny Jersey is in the ring and the next match is set to begin and as “Unstoppable” – E.S. Posthumus starts to play, Jenny brings the mic up to her lips
(lucky mic).

JENNY JERSEY: REBEL fans please welcome from Devon, Pennsylvania. Standing six feet two inches, and weighing two hundred and eighty-five pounds SAM SKULL!
The crowd boos as Sam Skull makes his way to the ring and seems to actually enjoy the fact that he is hated. He gets to the ring and awaits his opponent
while doing his best to piss off the crowd. The crowd waits for Skull’s scheduled opponent but he doesn’t show and is handed a card by the referee.

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and gentlemen unfortunately Duncan Aries has been called away and will not be able to be with us tonight.

The crowd starts to boo and chant “We want a match, We want a match!”

COREY TAYLOR: Will you listen to those idiots? I mean can they really be upset about not having to watch Aries stink up the joint? I mean that guy is envious
of Barry Horowitz’s win-loss record.

ROB MARTINEZ: Duncan is a fine competitor and I hope that whatever emergency occurred to lead to his absence here tonight works out for the best. That being
I’m inclined to agree with the fans…

COREY TAYLOR: Yeah birds of a feather flock together. You’re just like these idiot sheep-like fans here. Sam Skull was prepared to face Duncan Aries so
even if another opponent COULD be found it would be unfair to Skull. Besides like it says on the commercials “card subject to change without notice.” So
the fans will just have to suck it up.

ROB MARTINEZ: Not here, this is REBEL Pro Wrestling. So I’m sure someone will step up to fight Sam Skull.

In fact Jenny is trying to get the fans’, who are still chanting, attention as Sam Skull looks smug and mouths off to the fans about his paid day off now.
Jenny unable to get the chanting to stop yells into the mic.

JENNY JERSEY: REBEL FANS YOU WERE PROMISED A MATCH AND YOU WILL GET ONE!

The fans cheer and allow Jenny, now with a smile on her face to introduce Sam’s opponent. “Fly” by Nickleback plays through the speakers as one half of
Nite Tyme from Raleigh, North Carolina

JENNY JERSEY: He is one half of Nite Tyme standing six feet even and weighing two hundred and twenty-five pounds he is JUSTIN THYME! Tyme soaks in the huge
pop from the fans as he sprints to the ring; Sam Skull looks very unhappy about his new opponent and stomps on Justin as he tries to slide in under the
ring. Jenny bails from the ring as the ref calls for the bell.

DING DING

Justin finally manages to gain his feet and tries to retaliate against the brutal Skull. Justin fires several ineffectually rights into Sam’s mid-section.
Skull retaliates with a vicious elbow to the back of Justin’s neck. Tyme is driven down to one knee and is “helped” to a vertical base by Skull. Justin
is driven into the mat with a Tiger Driver by Skull. Tyme is dazed and Skull covers and only gets a two count. As Sam argues with the ref Justin seizes
the opportunity to try and mount an offense. Tyme fires a few forearm shots to the head that staggers Skull slightly. Justin hits the ropes and flies off
with a flying forearm that knocks Sam down. Tyme celebrates briefly but Skull is already back on his feet. Justin doesn’t know yet but does when Skull
victimizes him with a German Suplex. Justin lands fully on the back of his neck. Another cover for Skull and again Justin barely kicks out. Skull wanting
to put Justin away sits him and connects with a Diamondhead. Skull takes time to gloat and is rolled up by Tyme for a two count. A very smart desperation
move by Tyme but now he’s paying for it. Skull is just unloading on Justin head and neck area. Skulls drills Tyme with a Burning Hammer. With Justin down
a sick smile comes over Skull’s face and he allows Justin to make it to his feet before throwing him in the corner. With Justin trapped in the corner Skull
with a barrage of vicious kicks and elbows to the head and neck of his opponent.

COREY TAYLOR: Sam Skull with a beautiful masterpiece here tonight.

ROB MARTINEZ: He is viciously beating poor Justin senseless.

The only thing keeping Justin on his feet is the ropes but he finally slumps to the mat. Justin seems to be out on his feet if not seriously injured. Skull
hauls Justin and finally hits his very high impact Ganso Bomb finisher. Sam covers and the ref counts to two… and… wait Skull pulls Justin up and stops
the count!

ROB MARTINEZ: What did he do that for?

COREY TAYLOR: Easy, he isn’t finished sending a messege just yet.

Sam Skull applies his Skull Clutch to Justin Tyme who is too out of it to even tap out and passes out from the move and beating he’s taken and mercifully
the match is finally over.

COREY TAYLOR: Ah, humiliation is such a wonderful thing.

ROB MARTINEZ: Is that the way you felt when Jenny turned you down for a date?

COREY TAYLOR: Do…. do… do… she never… I never… call the damn match.

ROB MARTINEZ: And a zinger from Mr. Martinez.

JENNY JERSEY: Your winner by submission…… SAM SKULL!

Sam Skull calls for a microphone, as the referee assists Justin Tyme out of the ring. He snarls as he raises the microphone to his lips.

SAM SKULL: I just demonstrated to all of you idiots (Sam points to the fans) just WHY I am the best wrestler in this wrestling god forsaken company. I just
demonstrated WHY I am the most malicious combatant in professional wrestling. Getting in a wrestling ring with Sam Skull is like taking a walk through
Central Park, New York… you pray that you’ll emerge on the other side… ALIVE!

The fans boo Sam as he pauses for breath, glistening with sweat from the match where he’d just torn Justin Tyme apart.

SAM SKULL: What you idiots just saw was a WARNING! A warning to the rest of the REBEL-Pro idiots. You wanna get inside the ring with Sam Skull… you suffer
the consequences. You want to wrestle me… you leave here in a body bag. I will destroy all of those high-spot hacks… those one trick ponies AND…
those grinder monkeys who dance to the tune of steel chairs colliding. I will PROVE… to ALL REBEL-Pro that I’m not just a man… I’m a GOD… DAMNED…
WRESTLING… LEGACY!

Skull drops the microphone and climbs to the second turnbuckle, eyeballing the fans in attendance as E.S. Posthumus hits the speakers proclaiming his victory.
ROB MARTINEZ: Listen to the arrogance of Sam Skull. Listen to these fans. He’s been here five minutes and they all ready hate him. The arrogance is sickening.
COREY TAYLOR: As Sam would say, these “idiots” wouldn’t know talent when they saw it. Sam Skull is going to clean up REBEL-Pro, Rob. You heard it yourself.
FTC may need to look at this guy, he could be the newest member.

ROB MARTINEZ: That’s what worries, me.

——————————————————————————–

“Oddities” hits the speakers as from the back come The Freak and Shut Down. They make their way to the ring, no presents, no gifts, but a determined look
on their faces and in their body language. The Freak Show are standing in the middle of the ring, each holding a mic in there hands.

Shut Down: Well hello there REBEL Pro fans. Welcome to the first installment of The Side Show. Today we have some very important shit to talk about.

Freak: That’s right my friends, tonight we talk about what is without a doubt the most foul smelling, shit licking, fudge packing, group to ever assemble
in the history of professional wrestling.

Shut Down: (looking somewhat confused) I thought Young Money split up? Oh you mean FTC, my bad.

Freak: Yes, that is correct good sir; I do in fact mean FTC. Now I have to be honest with everyone here tonight. We really don’t care about Mikey and his
so called truth. So he thinks that the wrestling industry in North America is appalling. Well then he should move his decrepit ass to Japan.

Shut Down: He wants to blame all you guys here in the audience for every thing he doesn’t like about this business. Well we say (BLEEP) YOU PUSSY! You need
to get your head out of your ass and stop blaming every one else for your problems.

Freak: But what we do care about is competition, and fair competition. And that just isn’t happening with you and your band of cock-sucking merry men. You
think you can spread you little message by interfering with other peoples matches and hitting people from behind? Well that’s about to stop.

Shut Down: You see The Freak and I are going to get involved every time you guys try and sneak attack, bully, jump, or gang up on anyone here in REBEL.
Mikey, Zeke, Black and Hostile you guys are in your final days here. So you either play nice from now on, or you answer to us.

Freak: Now I know Shut Down and I aren’t the only ones here who are sick of FTC running around like they think they can do what ever they want. So I’m going
to take this moment to invite any one in that locker room down here to stand with The Freak Show and put a stop to FTC for good.

Boom! Boom! Boom!!! Footsteps sounds to be going through the loudspeakers, as the sounds of the Freak’s voice seems to has awaken a beast. The green spot
lights started to strobe the arena, as everyone stands up as if a new superstar was about to make an grand entrance.

Mack! Mack! Mack!!!…“The Incredible” MACK!!!

The fans erupts, as a new the new theme song from Mack comes on, and Mack with World Championship over his shoulders, walks through black curtains glowing
in nothing but green, with a new wardrobe and all. He walks slowly towards the ring. He then circle the ring, before finally getting in. ShutDown hands
the champ the mic, and waves his hands down as if he’s a King or Prince.

Mack gets on the mic.

Mack:: Yo!

Fans starts to cheer.

Mack:: Now I know some of you maybe wondering what am I doing out here. And that FreakShow and Mack, has nothing in common, hell I bet some are WONDERING!!!
Why the hell will I be out here with the incident that happen a few months back, when they dressed up as Jason and struck, Young Money!

Mack:: But the past is behind me, Young Money is dead. Whatever they had against Young Money is officially just Jer$ey. Mack is a non-Young Money star.
I’m too damn Incredible for that shit.

Fans Cheer…

Mack:: Now, what may have bought the champ out here, is the simple fact, that I agree with all the words the FreakShow has mention about FTC. Once again,
FTC needs to be put out like a wildfire. Seriously! And with me standing besides the former and soon to be FUTURE Tag Team Champions! The job will get
done!

Mack turns to The Freak and ShutDown. And shakes there hands.

Mack:: I got your back with any altercations with FTC. Trust and believe me, I hate them guys as much as you do!

Freak: Anyone else willing to…

“They say I’m cocky, but I say what?”

The crowd explodes, drowning out the last few words of Freak’s sentence. From the back comes “The Show” Chad Kurtis, Carolinas title draped over his shoulder.
He looks to the crowd before walking on down to the ring where he climbs up the steps. Freak hands him the microphone and Chad takes it. Again he looks
to the crowd, to the three men assembled in the ring, and to the mic. He stares at the microphone as he begins to speak.

Chad Kurtis: “I’m the first Triple Crown winner in Rebel Pro history.”

The yells get louder.

Chad Kurtis: “I’ve fought through injury, through pain, I’ve fought through a group calling themselves the Extreme Elite.”

“Show! Show! Show! Show! Show!”

Chad Kurtis: “The Extreme Elite said they would end me, the filth they spread here was supposed to stop me…”

“SHOW! SHOW! SHOW! SHOW!”

Chad Kurtis: “But… look who’s still standing!”

Chad lifts his head up to look at the crowd, he spins around pointing at each of them in turn.

Chad Kurtis: “You are the reason I’m still standing, you are the reason we were able to get rid of Extreme Elite.”

Cheers still fill the arena as Freak, Shut Down, and Mack look at Chad Kurtis.

Chad Kurtis: “And you all will be the reason that FTC… will not last either.”

He turns to Freak, Shut Down, and Mack.

Chad Kurtis: “Mack, you asked me at the beginning of the show if I wanted to help out, I agreed immediately. I thought it was just going to be you and me,
but we’ve got two of the best in Rebel Pro to help us out. So…”

Chad Kurtis waits as the cheers die down, they are waiting.

Chad Kurtis: “I’m in.”

Explosion does not describe the noise well enough, each and every fan stand up cheering, yelling, or clapping their approval. All four men shake hands and
exit the ring, determined to rid Rebel Pro of FTC.

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“Essence of Wounds” by Lamented Souls hit the speakers as Derrick Daze walks from the back to a mixed reaction from the crowd.

JENNY JERSEY: From Jefferson City Missouri, he stands at five feet ten inches and weighs in at one hundred and eighty-five pounds… DERRICK DAZE!

“The Oddities” by ICP hit the speakers as the biggest man in Rebel Pro walks through the curtain to a mixed reaction from the crowd. He is carrying a bag
of something in his hands. Shut Down also gets a mixed reaction from the crowd as he comes out carrying a steel chair and handing out t-shirts.

JENNY JERSEY: From anywhere and everywhere, he stands at seven feet two inches and weighs in at three hundred and fifty pounds… SHUT DOWN!

COREY TAYLOR: Can you see what the t-shirts that Shut Down is handing out says? Toss me one!

ROB MARTINEZ: (Catches a shirt) Here you go.

COREY TAYLOR: Awesome design here with Goliath on the front holding David’s severed head and on the back it reads, “It’s going to take more then a slingshot.”
I like it a lot. That is it I am cheering for Shut Down.

ROB MARTINEZ: You are easily and cheaply bought but I believe we are supposed to be fair and neutral.

COREY TAYLOR: Whatever, let’s just watch as Shut Down destroys Daze.

Dale McDonald calls for the bell as both men are standing in the center of the ring staring each other down. Daze has to be wondering exactly how you can
take down Shut Down. Shut Down hands his steel chair to Daze and he tosses it out of the ring as he attempts to use his speed to gain the advantage first
with a standing dropkick then a springboard elbow but both seem to have little effect as Shut Down just stands there and smiles almost daring Daze to give
him his best shot.

COREY TAYLOR: See I told you that Derrick Daze had no chance in this match. He can’t even get Shut Down off his feet.

ROB MARTINEZ: I really wish you would just shut up and watch the match. To be honest it would be nice if you would do your job and be neutral for a change.
I have to be honest and say that things ain’t looking too good for Daze right now but it is early.

Daze climbs to the top turnbuckle going for a high risk move to try and take this giant off his feet. Daze goes for a frog Splash but is caught by Shut
Down. The fans can’t believe the power of this man as he just carries Daze around the ring before delivering a sidewalk slam that seems to knock the breath
out of Daze. Shut Down feels he has this match won early as he goes for the pin. McDonald slides into place and starts the count…

ONE…

TWO…

Kickout somehow by Derrick Daze. Shut Down gets an evil look in his eye like now he wants to punish Daze as he climbs out of the ring to get a steel chair,
but allows Daze time to regroup. Shut Down tosses the chair under the ropes and climbs back in as Daze just waits patiently. Shut Down prepares to hit
Daze with the chair but Daze surpises him with a dropkick that shakes him but the big man stays on his feet. Daze keeps his momentum going with a springboard
clothesline but Shut Down is still on his feet. Daze feels the need to live in the moment as he once again climbs to the top turnbuckle this time landing
a picture perfect flying cross body block that not only takes the giant down but pins him on the mat but Daze doesn’t even manage to get a one count as
Shut Down toss him off like a sack of potatoes. Daze attempts to keep the momentum with a leg sweep but Shut Down just picks him up by his shoulder and
prepares to take him for a ride via a two hand choke slam but Daze managers to reverse it into some kind of dropkick causes Shut Down to drop him hard
to the mat.

ROB MARTINEZ: Daze sure ain’t just laying low and taking a beating from Shut Down. He is trying to use his speed against him.

COREY TAYLOR: But it is not working too good for him after all Shut Down is a freaking giant. How can you beat a giant?

ROB MARTINEZ: I believe I read somewhere a slingshot worked once.

COREY TAYLOR: Yeah but that was with divine intervention and I don’t think Daze can count on that.

Shut Down picks Daze up and delivers a two hand choke slam as he continue to dominate this match up. Daze bones cracked from the impact of the choke slam
but Shut Down doesn’t seem to be done with him yet as he jerks Daze off the mat and places him in a torture rack. Shut Down has it locked in good but somehow
Daze manages to get him off balance allowing Daze to escape and execute the back cracker then retrieve the steel chair from earlier. Daze delivers a chair
shot across the back of Shut down that seems to have little or no effect on Shut Down. Daze delivers another chair shot to the big man’s back that destroys
the chair but Shut Down still remains on his feet as he turns around to face Daze Daze tosses the chair at Shut Down then delivers a standing dropkick
into it that takes Shut Down to one knee.

ROB MARTINEZ: What is it going to take to get this man down? Truth is Shut Down has been the better man all match long and when Daze does get some momentum
he still can’t get the man down.

COREY TAYLOR: I hate to say I told you so but…

ROB MARTINEZ: Save it Taylor the fat lady hasn’t sang yet.

COREY TAYLOR: I didn’t even know your mother was in the building tonight.

ROB MARTINEZ: Listen here you little Jack Jones clone why don’t you just do your job as a color commentator and never talk about my mother again.

Daze springboards off the ropes as he goes for a cross body block but Shut Down manages to catch him despite being on one knee and stands up and delivers
a massive power slam. Daze slide out of the ring to the apron as he tries to regroup as he realizes that the gameplan he came into this match with just
ain’t working. Daze slide back into the ring with a steel chair in hand but before he is able to use it Shut Down grabs it from him and executes a power
bomb before going for the pin as the ref slides into position for the count…

ONE…

TWO…

THREE…

No, Dale McDonald is holding up two fingers as he says Daze got his foot on the ropes just in time for the three count. Both men get back to their feet
with Daze holding his back at this time he realize he is going to take something close to a miracle for him to get a victory here but he ain’t giving up
yet as he delivers a serious of standing dropkicks that seem to catch the big fellow off guard forces him towards the ropes. Daze goes for a baseball slide
to attempt to take out the legs of Shut Down but the big man stomps on Daze’s chest ending his momentum and maybe his night as he picks him up and positions
him for “The Shake Machine” but Daze manages to get free and deliver a springboard DDT into the steel chair that everyone seems to have forgotten about
as Daze makes the cover…

ONE…

TWO…

THREE…

Shut Down kicks out but it was too late as despite being dominated all night by Shut Down, Derrick Daze walks or limps away with the victory.

JENNY JERSEY: Here is your winner and the new number one contender… DERRICK DAZE!

COREY TAYLOR: I can’t believe it, I just can’t believe. Someone up there must like Daze because it took divine intervention to beat the giant.

ROB MARTINEZ: What ever it took Derrick Daze is the winner and the new number one contender.

COREY TAYLOR: Well at least Vincent will destroy Chad Kurtis in our next match.

Shut Down exits the ring, anger written all over his face as Jenny Jersey hands Derrick Daze the Rebel Pro #1 Contender’s Cup to him. Daze looks down at
the cup and back to Shut Down before giving a nod to him.

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“Carbomb” by Acacia Strain hits the PA system and immediately the fans begin to boo tremendously.

JENNY JERSEY: This contest is scheduled for one fall for REBEL-Pro Carolinas Championship… Introducing the challenger… weighing in at three-hundred
and forty one pounds…

Vincent Black emerges from the back with a despicable snarl across his face and makes his way down the ramp while trash is thrown at him.

JENNY JERSEY: …hailing from Glen Falls, New York… he is… VIN-CENT BLLLLLLLL-ACK!

As soon as Jenny announces the challenger, the boos grow louder. Black ignores the response, stepping up onto the apron and over the top rope, into the
ring awaiting the champion. The music changes to “Cocky” by Kid Rock and the fans explode into cheers for the Carolinas Champion.

JENNY JERSEY: AND his opponent… from Paducah, Kentucky…. weighing in at two-hundred and thirty pounds… he is the REBEL-Pro Carolinas Champion… The
SHOOOOWWW…. CHAD… KUR… TIS!

And as the Champion comes out from the back, fist raised above his head, the fans roar their approval. He jogs down to the ring, slapping high fives with
fans on the way. Chad climbs the steps and through the ropes, removing his belt from his waist and thrusting it into the air to another cheer before handing
it to the referee.

ROB MARTINEZ: Listen to the reaction these fans are giving the Show, Chad Kurtis. The REBEL-Pro Carolinas Champion, Corey.

COREY TAYLOR: I think these fans are all completely backwards, Rob. But they’ll learn their lesson with Vincent Black removes that belt from The Show’s
waist and raises it above his head victoriously.

The referee calls for the bell and Vincent Black calls for a test of strength. The Show looks to the fans before hitting him with a dropkick to the knee
which doesn’t bring the big man down. He bounds to his feet and nails a second dropkick to the knee, bringing Black to one knee.

ROB MARTINEZ: Bring down the tall timber by chopping away at the base of the tree, Corey. Chad Kurtis KNOWS he cannot beat Vincent Black on his feet.

COREY TAYLOR: On his feet. In the air. On the mat. Chad Kurtis can’t beat Black ANYWHERE, Rob. AN-NEE-WHERE!

Kurtis hits the ropes, leaps steps onto Vince’s bent knee and hits a Shining Wizard into Black’s face, bringing down the big man to a cheer. Kurtis bounces
to his feet and heads for the ropes, leaps onto the middle rope for a Lionsault but Black pulls the knees up. Kurtis lands chest first on them. He falls
flat on his back and Black covers… ONE! TWO! Kickout!

COREY TAYLOR: Look at the genius of Vincent Black, Rob. That idiot Kurtis telegraphed that moonsault and all it took was a couple of simple raised knees
to bring the Champion to water. Black almost got his title belt.

Black gets to his feet, shaking the cobwebs. Pulls Kurtis up and tosses him into the corner. He drives an elbow into Kurtis’ face before bending him over
backwards and slapping a huge hand down over his chest to a boo. He drives a knee into Kurtis’ belly then whips him across the ring into the other corner.
ROB MARTINEZ: Black follows and HUUUUUGE avalanche into the corner.

COREY TAYLOR: Goodnight, Chad Kurtis!

Black scoops Kurtis up and slams him into the canvas with a pendulum backbreaker. He covers… ONE! TWO! SHOULDER UP! The fans sigh as Black argues with
the ref for a slow count. Pulls Kurtis to his feet and whips him into the ropes.

ROB MARTINEZ: Chad Kurtis ducks the clothesline! Off the ropes… flying shoulder block!

COREY TAYLOR: Chad Kurtis can’t bring down the big man.

Black staggers back into the ropes and Kurtis charges again, clotheslining him to the outside. Kurtis backs up and charges the ropes.

ROB MARTINEZ: NO HANDS SUICIDE DIVE! OH MY GOD!

COREY TAYLOR: KURTIS HAS A CHAIR!

On his feet, Kurtis raises the chair as Black gets to his knees. CRACK! Tosses the chair aside and rises to his feet, pulls Black up and whips him into
the ring steps. CLANG! Heaves Black up to his feet again.

COREY TAYLOR: THIS NEEDS TO BE STOPPED! KURTIS IS OUT OF CONTROL HERE!

ROB MARTINEZ: You don’t think Black would do the same? REVERSAL! BLACK SEND KURTIS INTO THE GUARD RAIL!

BANG! Black pulls the fallen Kurtis to his feet and moves him to where the fallen steel chair is.

ROB MARTINEZ: TWO HANDED CHOKESLAM ONTO THE STEEL CHAIR! OH MY!

COREY TAYLOR: Vincent Black is coming home tonight with the title belt, Rob. There’s no doubt about that.

Black rolls Chad Kurtis into the ring and makes a cover. ONE!…TWO!…THRE-KICKOUT! The fans roar as Black slaps the canvas angrily. Pulls Chad Kurtis
to his feet and kicks him in the belly setting up for the New Hope.

COREY TAYLOR: NEW HOPE! HERE IT COMES!

Kurtis shifts his weight forward and rides Vincent Black down into the canvas. The fans roar as Black bounces to his feet. Kurtis leaps and dropkicks Vincent,
in the left knee once more. Black into the corner. He charges in and hits a running butt bump into the head and chest of Black causing him to slump down
the corner.

ROB MARTINEZ: CHAD KURTIS BACK IN CONTROL!

COREY TAYLOR: GET UP VINCE! GET UP! GET UP! GET UP!

ROB MARTINEZ: Will never happen, Vincent can’t stand up to “The Show”.

COREY TAYLOR: I don’t think Vincent can stand up period.

Kurtis raises a fist to a cheer from the fans and then grabs the top rope in both hands.

ROB MARTINEZ: Here it comes… BLUEGRASS BREEZE!

Black takes the blow and falls out from the corner into the ring. Kurtis makes the cover and hooks the leg tightly… ONE! TWO! THREE! The fans roar loudly
as Kurtis bounces to his feet.

ROB MARTINEZ: CHAD KURTIS RETAINS THE CAROLINAS CHAMPIONSHIP!

JENNY JERSEY: Your winner and STILL REBEL-Pro Carolinas Champion…. THE SHOOOOOWWWWW…. CHAD… KURTISSSSSS!

The fans roar loudly as the referee hands Chad his belt. He climbs the turnbuckle and thrusts the belt high into the air for the fans to see. Vincent rolls
out of the ring, holding at his left knee, here comes Mikey and Zeke to Black’s aid, but Mack and Freak Show head down as well. Bubba J jumps from the
crowd to pull Vincent’s weight on his shoulder and assists him to walk out of the arena. Mack, Freak, Shut Down, and Chad look on, each smiling that one
member of FTC is down and only three more to go. Bubba J turns to flick them all the bird as Mikey and Zeke hold baseball bats up to fend off the four
men. Bubba J and “The Show” lock eyes and hatred is burning in Bubba J’s eyes for the man who just injured his best friend. Bubba J points at Chad and
mouths “Soon, you sumbitch… soon.” Vincent, being assisted by Bubba J, Mikey, and Zeke walk back through the curtain to the backstage area.

ROB MARTINEZ: One down and three to go.

COREY TAYLOR: That is saddistic, he may have broken Vincent’s leg there with all of those dropkicks, Chad Kurtis should be fined!

The excitement from the last match is cut short as ‘Banned in D.C.’ by Bad Brains begins to play and Johnny Maverick steps out from behind the curtains
to a few boos but mostly disinterest from the fans. Johnny is wearing sunglasses, a white button up shirt with the words ‘(BLEEP) MACK’ spraypainted on
the back, and a torn up pair of blue jeans.

ROB MARTINEZ: What the? Johnny isn’t scheduled for a match tonight! I heard he quit after that embarrassing match against Mack.

COREY TAYLOR: Watch your mouth Rob, this is great! We haven’t got to see Johnny in a few weeks now. I wonder what’s on his mind?

Johnny jumps up on the apron and climbs through the middle ropes, he motions to a man outside of the ring who runs up and hands him a mic, as soon as the
audience discovers he’s going to be talking, they start booing loudly. Johnny starts to talk, but the booing grows louder

“If you could all please shut up, I have something very important to talk about”

The audiences boos grow louder as a chant of ‘NO ONE CARES! NO ONE CARES!’ begins. Johnny just chuckles to himself and steps out of the ring.

“Look, I don’t want to take up a lot of your time, so please just shut up”

The chanting continues and Johnny just chuckles again before clearing his throat.

“SHUT THE (BLEEP) UP YOU INBRED PIECES OF REDNECK TRASH!”

One woman in the front row turns to the rest of the audience to try and keep the chant going, and she turns back to see Johnny looking right at her.

“Look lady, I don’t come to where you work to smack the dick out of your mouth, so don’t come to my work expecting any special treatment.”

ROB MARTINEZ: Oh my God! She’s a paying fan Johnny, she can say whatever she wants!

COREY TAYLOR: Shut up Rob! Do you want him to hear you?

Johnny rolls back into the ring and stands up. He pops his neck and looks ready to get back on topic, despite the booing still going full force.

“Now that I have everybodys attention… I want you to do a favor for me. Can any of you tell me who Lou Thesz is? How about who the last American was to
take gold in an olympic event. Hell, do any of you know what country took Gold at the LAST Olympic event? Of course you don’t, you were too busy eating
out of Michael Phelps ass hole.”

Wave after wave of boos showers over Johnny, who takes it all with a smile.

“I’m sick of it. I’m sick of this company. This company punishes real wrestling talent while it pushes mediocre chair-swinging asshats like the Jonas Brothers.
I am the best damn wrestler on the Rebel Pro roster, and what do I get? Through a miracle of booking I get the Number One Contenders Trophy, I cash it
in as fast as I can so I can get my title shot, but apparently I have an opponent MADE of Horse Steroids and Retard Strength, so despite putting on the
match of the damn century with him, in a one-in-a-million occurrence, I lose. So, after nearly taking out the champ and being told by management stuff
like ‘Good work kid, after that showing you’re a main-eventer for sure’ what happens? I don’t get booked for two damn weeks because they don’t wanna give
me MY trophy back. Yeah, you heard me, that’s MY trophy.”

ROB MARTINEZ: Johnny gave up that trophy to get a shot at the title.

“But you see, the management, in not booking me, made the biggest mistake of their lives. You see, they gave me a chance to think, and now I know where
the blame lies. It lies in people like Terry Funk, like Mick Foley, like Paul Heyman. Men who tried to kill real wrestling, a proud tradition that Rebel
Pro continues to this day. Terry Funk (BLEEP) sucks. Mick Foley is a glorified stuntman. Oh, and ECW sucked the moment Paul let REAL wrestlers like Dean
Malenko, Eddie Guerrero and the Killer…. I mean…. Crippler, Chris Benoit slip out of his sausagey little fingers.”

Johnny pulls something out, it’s a bit of fabric with black and white referee stripes on it.

“Wrestling started dying when this fabric started to mean nothing. So, I’m afraid I have to add something else to my already lofty list of goals. 1. I still
plan to take wrestling back from Rednecks. 2. I want the Rebel Pro World Heavyweight Title and 3…..”

Johnny takes a long pause and looks around at the audience.

“I am going to kill Garbage Wrestling. And i’m gonna do it the only way I know how.”

Johnny sets the mic down and starts taking off his clothes to reveal his usual wrestling gear. Gym shorts, a raggedy t-shirt, kneepads, but he keeps taking
off clothes, stripping down to an old-fashioned wrestling singlet. He puts on amateur wrestling-style earguards.

“I am going to show Rebel Pro what real wrestling is. I’m not gonna be happy until every Garbage wrestler in Rebel Pro has tapped out, been choked out,
or had their face pounded into a crater. I’m gonna Shoot my way to the top, and if any of you have a problem with it, you can feel free to suck my dick.”
Johnny tosses the mic aside. His music begins to play again as he makes his way to the back, raising dual middle fingers to the audience.

ROB MARTINEZ: Well….

COREY TAYLOR: I see he left you nearly speechless, true words from a true champion.

ROB MARTINEZ: and… now on to our next match for the Rebel Pro Tag Team Championships.

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“Everyone I Went to High School with is Dead” hits the speakers as from the back come an already sweaty and ticked off Jim and Tommy Jonas, minus Edna.
JENNY JERSEY: Making their way down to the ring at a total combined weight of four hundred and sixty-six pounds, Jim and Tommy,… THE JONAS BROTHERS!

The crowd boos this duo heavily, but it may not be as much as they are going to boo the next team.

“Heavy Metal Machine” hits and the crowd immediately begins to shower this now most hated man as he walks through the curtains.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing one half of the tag team champions, he stands at six feet even and weighs in at two hundred and thirty-five pounds… MIKEY MASSACRE!
Mikey waits beside the curtain as Flatts and Scrugs picks up where “Heavy Metal Machine” left off. From the back comes Cuzin’ Zeke, the other FTC member
with his belt over his shoulder. Zeke looks inside the ring, then to Mikey and nods before both begin to walk down to the ring.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing his FTC tag team partner, he stands at six feet six inches and weighs in at two hundred and sixty-three pounds,… CUZIN’ ZEKE!
Together they make up… FTC!

Boos upon boos, upon boos rain down upon these two men, formerly loved, but now hated. Zeke still gets some cheers because of his devotion to raising money
and helping kids out, but for his actions here in Rebel Pro… he is heavily booed.

DING DING

Jim and Zeke lock up in the center of the ring, Zeke with a few big right hands backs Jim into the ropes. Whip into the opposite ropes, Mikey with a kick
to the lower part of Jim’s back. Here comes Tommy and here comes Mikey, it didn’t take long as this match has turned into a brawl.

COREY TAYLOR: This is what I am talking about… bloodshed!

ROB MARTINEZ: A tag match is supposed to be where you tag in, but Mikey couldn’t keep his foot to himself.

Mikey with a single leg takedown as Zeke shoulders Jim to the canvas. Mikey pulls Tommy back to his feet to toss him over the top rope and to the floor,
where he follows quickly. Zeke pounds Jim’s face into the turnbuckle once, twice, three times before belly to back suplexing him onto his head. Mikey delivers
a running knee to Tommy’s temple sending him rolling to the side, Mikey slams his face into the flimsy railing at ringside. Placing his face on the railing,
Mikey drags his face across the metal surface before lifting Tommy up and dropping him throat first onto the railing. Zeke with a knife edge chop to Jim
in the corner, but Jim fights back with a right of his own to stagger Zeke. Jim with a knee into Zeke’s abdomen, following it up with a European uppercut
to stand the man from Turkey Cross back to a vertical base. Jim with a running forearm to Zeke’s throat nearly sends the co-holder of the tag team belts
over the top. Jim wraps Zeke’s leg in the ropes and pulls on his ankle, trying to dislocate Zeke’s kneecap. Jim with a stinging knife edge chop following
it up nicely with an elbow to Zeke’s mouth. Mikey pulls Tommy back up delivering a right hand, but no Tommy blocks it with a thumb to Mikey’s eyes. Tommy
with a right hand into Mikey’s face, another, and a third and fourth blow. Mikey stumbles back from the onslaught, Tommy with a clothesline sending Mikey
over into the crowd. The people there scatter from these two as Tommy picks up a steel chair, he slams it into Mikey’s back, he slams it into Mikey’s right
knee, he slams it into Mikey’s skull. He hooks Mikey’s head and tights, lifting him up, vertical suplex onto the rows of empty steel chairs. They scatter
and bang from the impact, but Tommy is up, the brawl before the match having gotten his blood boiling. Jim with a shoulder block to Zeke, but Zeke begins
to pound away with his massive forearms onto Jim’s back. Jim falls to one knee and Zeke lifts his free knee into Jim’s downturned face. Zeke nearly falls
from the knee blow, but he unwraps his right leg from the ropes to toss Jim into the corner. Zeke lifts Jim to the top turnbuckle and climbs up after him,
he hooks with a belly to belly superplex, but his knee buckles at the last second and Jim is tossed on his head, painfully.

ROB MARTINEZ: Zeke’s knee gave out on him.

COREY TAYLOR: But see the way Zeke countered to where Jim would land on his head.

Tommy looks into the ring where Zeke covers Jim and he leaps the railing. Mikey catches his fleeing ankle and Tommy crotches himself on the railing, Zeke
manages to get a two count before Jim gets his shoulder up. Meanwhile, Tommy has turned a slight shade of green as he holds at his balls from the pain.
Mikey takes a running start slamming a closed steel chair into Tommy’s face, Tommy falls back on the side of the railing where Mikey is. Massacre picks
up the now sore Tommy slamming a knee into his already hurting crotch; he laughs as he does so. Mikey has Tommy behind the announce table, the railing
separating them from Rob and Corey. Mikey boots Tommy in the gut, grabs a handful of tights, and lifts Tommy up for a stump pulling piledriver, Tommy’s
head slams sickly into the concrete upon impact. Mikey grabs an empty steel chair, he slams it into Tommy’s cranium before sitting it up again. He lifts
Tommy up, sidewalk slam onto the chair, Tommy is hurt now. Zeke has Jim back up in the ring, whipping him into the ropes, Zeke dives with a clothesline
taking him down to the mat. Zeke limps slightly on his right leg, but is determined to not let it hamper him. Here comes Mikey into the ring, he has a
electrical cord wrapped around both hands. Zeke pulls Jim up to his feet, Mikey wraps the cord around his throat and begins to choke Jim with the cord.
Jim immediately begins to turn a dark shade of red, Zeke pounds away at his chest and face to cause even more pain. Glass shatters and flies every where
in the ring as Zeke falls down to the canvas in a heap. Tommy slams another beer bottle into Mikey’s face splitting him open as well as shattering the
bottle to dust. Mikey falls, blood flowing freely down his face to stain the canvas red. Tommy moves Jim out of the way before placing the broken beer
bottles on Mikey’s face, adding a chair, and climbing to the top turnbuckle. Tommy leaps with a body splash onto the chair, driving the chair and bottle
mixture into Mikey’s face, the crowd is loving this hardcore action.

ROB MARTINEZ: That was sick.

COREY TAYLOR: Beautifully executed, although I bet Mikey isn’t liking it too much right now.

Tommy pulls the chair off to reveal the hamburger meat that is Mikey’s face, he pulls Mikey up to his feet, whip into the corner. Tommy follows in with
the steel chair, but Zeke trips him and Mikey places a boot into the steel chair. The steel smacks into Tommy’s face, slicing his forehead open and he
falls back where Zeke rolls him up for a two count. Jim pulls Zeke off of his brother which prevents the win. Jim turns to Mikey who charges out of the
corner with his forearm in front, Jim with a scoop spin, and a slam onto the canvas. Mikey bounces up but Jim with a right hand sends him back down. Mikey
bounces up again but Jim with a forearm sends him tumbling back down. Zeke up and grabs Jim from behind with a full nelson, he turns for a slam, but Jim
keeps turning, breaking the hold and sending Zeke down to the canvas with a knee to his right knee, Zeke falls. Mikey is back up, but Jim with a boot to
the face staggers Massacre back into the ropes, Jim with a running clothesline sends him over the top. Jim turns to pull Zeke up to his feet where he peppers
him with well placed rights and lefts backing him into the corner. Whip and Zeke is sent with a stumble run over Tommy and into the other corner, Jim runs
after him. Zeke falls after impact and Mikey swings a 2 by 4 connecting with Jim’s face; he goes down like a ton of bricks. Mikey laughs as he stares at
the blood on the wooden board, but Tommy is back up, flying over his broken brother with a suicide plancha that sends him and Mikey crashing to the railing.
Zeke covers Jim against the ropes and Jimmy Johnson is there to make the count. Tommy pulls the large man out of the ring, swinging the board to connect
with Zeke’s weakened right leg; he goes down as well. Jim is starting to move inside the ring, but he isn’t moving very fast. Tommy stands above Zeke and
he brings the board down again, it connects solidly with the right kneecap, he brings it up for another blow. Mikey shoves a double fist upwards into Tommy’s
privates and he crumples after turning another brilliant shade of green. Tommy falls to the right, away from Zeke and the ring, his hands around his manliness.
Mikey stumbles towards the ring, the blood loss now starting to take its toll on his body. He rolls into the ring where Jim is now in a seated position,
swift front kick to the back of Jim’s skull sends him to lay on his side, Mikey climbs to the top turnbuckle, flips off the crowd, before landing a guillotine
leg drop across Jim’s throat. Mikey makes a cover, but Tommy somehow manages to weakly pull Massacre’s foot and prevent the pinfall victory. Mikey is furious
and turns with a right fist, Tommy ducks the blow, catches Mikey, and shoves him face first into the ring apron. Tommy climbs onto the apron, takes a deep
breathe, and flips to land back first across Mikey’s back driving his head into the edge of the ring apron. Tommy rolls off, breathing heavily, but able
to prevent the loss. Zeke is up, swinging the horseshoe to slam into Tommy’s skull, Tommy doesn’t even move he just goes limp on the floor. Zeke rolls
back into the ring and pulls Jim up to his feet. Jim sweeps both legs taking Zeke down, but Zeke brings the horseshoe down on Jim’s head and both men are
on the canvas. The crowd is into this match, liking neither team, but enjoying them destroy each other. Zeke pushes Jim off of him and pulls himself up
by the ropes. Zeke looks down at Jim before climbing to the top turnbuckle, going for the mudpuddle. But NO! Tommy pushes the weakened right leg of Zeke
and he falls face first to the canvas. Tommy climbs up top, but Mikey reaches the top as well. Right from Mikey, right from Tommy, Mikey with a right,
Tommy with a right. Right, right, right, right, these two are brawling on the top turnbuckle, both swaying ominously before coming back with another right.
Tommy lands a particularly vicious right and Mikey falls, but not before grabbing Tommy’s hair and pulling him down to the floor with a hair pull DDT.
Both men land hard and neither move. Here comes Edna from the back, wearing a thong bikini, she is waving a pair of bleached pink lace panties around and
around over her head. Jim looks up and seems disgusted, she places them over Tommy’s nose and it…. it revives him? Tommy follows the scent and seems
to have a second wind here in the match. Jim tosses Zeke into the ropes and ties him up there with the top and middle rope. He begins to yell at Edna to
get her scank ass backstage, but she places the panties over Mikey’s head and her and Tommy roll Mikey into the ring. Jim is visibly upset, but holds his
lunch and breakfast in as he hooks Mikey in a belly to back suplex. Tommy nails a superkick as Jim finishs the suplex.

COREY TAYLOR: New tag team champs!

ROB MARTINEZ: Not like this, this is… disgusting.

COREY TAYLOR: Why because she is sleeping with you and Tommy?

ROB MARTINEZ: I never!

Jimmy Johnson is in position as Tommy makes the cover.

One… Two… Three.

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: The winners of the match and…. NEEEEEEW Rebel Pro Tag Team Champions… Jim and Tommy…. The Jonas Brothers!

ROB MARTINEZ: I can’t believe this, not even Mikey deserves to be beaten like this.

COREY TAYLOR: Edna, will you autograph your book for me?

ROB MARTINEZ: Zeke gave a valiant effort here, as well as Mikey, but just not enough for the former tag team champions.

COREY TAYLOR: But his mind has to be on his friend Vincent, just as Mikey’s surely is.

ROB MARTINEZ: Now, the match we’ve all been waiting for.

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JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match will take place momentarily, now would be a time for you to go and get any remaining items you
wish to purchase, the 2009 Aerial Assault finals will take place in ten minutes.

The crowd is wild with anticipation, but most do go and get drinks and food. Beside the ring, more technicians are coming down with a series of steel chairs
and other various weapons. A man wearing workman’s gloves begins to wrap the ropes with razor sharp barbed wire on one side as another man does the same
to the opposite side of ropes. Completing the task of wrapping each rope in barbed wire, they begin to wrap each turnbuckle padding in the flesh tearing
material as well, this is going to be one bloody and hellacious match… it is a garantee. All of a sudden, there is a man that walks from the back carrying
a microphone, he is a heavyset man with a walrus mustache, but a happy expression on his face. He brings the microphone up to his mouth as most the fans
sit back down, they have no idea who this man is, but realize his Rebel Pro importance because of his Rebel Pro polo shirt.

“It has been said, over the past couple of weeks, that there isn’t enough of what Rebel Pro used to be. Not enough violence, the cards aren’t booked right,
the matches… predictable.”

The crowd is split half and half, the man looks around.

“I figured it was half and half, some liked it, some hated it, but you all still came and supported Rebel Pro with your hard earned money.”

They cheer wildly at this, they love Rebel Pro.

“Well for all of you nay sayers that say there is no longer any surprises in Rebel Pro, I figured I’d make a little surprise visit. See, I am Larry Gordon.”
The crowd goes completely silent, no one has ever seen him before, this is his first appearance.

“I figured, what better place to make my first appearance than at Aerial Assault and shake things up a bit. Give a little predictability, some unpredictableness.
You all know… something no one thought, something no one saw coming.”

The crowd is still silent.

“I figured I’d make darn sure this match was hardcore.”

Cheers.

“Figured I’d make sure this match was extreme.”

More cheers.

“Figured I’d make this match… unpredictable.”

More cheers.

“Figured I’d make the 2009 Aerial Assault Tournament Finals… interesting.”

More and more cheers.

“Figured… I’d make this match… Rebel Pro!”

Explosion, literally an explosion, the roof may have just blown off. Larry Gordon looks around at the fans of Rebel Pro.

“See, it is you that makes this company who and what it is. It is you that pays the wrestlers in the back. It is you that puts us on the map here in the
south and here recently… globally with the PWA. So… it is you that needs to enjoy yourself.”

The crowd hasn’t died down yet.

“So, one last surprise before I get out of your ring and sit down at the announce table and help your announcers out.”

The crowd goes silent.

“One last surprise, that I’ve only told Rob Martinez this past week.”

Everyone turns to Rob, who looks back expressionless.

“That the guys in the back need to bring out that crate of… ticking time bombs, because when someone lands on them… ka boom! This match will not be
easy, this match will not be for the faint at heart. In fact, if you have young kids, you may want to carry them to the Caliber Room in the main hallway
where a Nintendo WII has been set up, because… this match is going to be bloody, violent, and someone is more than likely going to get hurt.”

They love it, they love it.

“Until next time, enjoy yourselves and next week, make sure to get your tickets for Cage the Rage!… because Rebel Pro… is BACK!”

Oh yeah, they love him, they love this, they love the match, they are going to scream themselves hoarse! Larry sits down beside Rob Martinez and puts on
a headset.

LARRY GORDON: Hello fellers, you ready for some action?

ROB MARTINEZ: Mr. Gordon, it is a pleasure, don’t you think so Corey?

COREY TAYLOR: Um… yeah… sure.

The ring is now completely set up and Jenny Jersey stands back up.

JENNY JERSEY: Now, the moment you’ve all been waiting for, the finals of the 2009 Aerial Assault tournament! Without further adue, the following match is
set for one fall… with… NO time limit!

“The Oddities” hits and from the back, with Shut Down, is The Freak. Freak is wearing a black t-shirt with the words “I Just Got Ravaged!” on the front
and on the back is the cartoon drawing of a hairy cartoon ass with blood dripping from it and a opened jar of KY Jelly beside it. They begin to walk down
to the ring.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing the first finalist, from Anywhere and Everywhere, he stands at five feet seven inches and weighs in at one hundred and eighty
pounds, being accompanied to the ring by his tag team partner Shut Down… THE FREAK!

Freak looks at all of the paraphanelia set up in and around the ring. He slides under the bottom rope, carefully, as his music dies down.

LARRY GORDON: The Freak looks to be determined here.

ROB MARTINEZ: He wants to bring the Aerial Assault Trophy to Rebel Pro and prevent Ravager from being back to back Aerial Assault winner.

COREY TAYLOR: Why don’t you just shut your mouth Rob, Mr. Gordon was trying to speak.

ROB MARTINEZ: Why don’t you bad mouth him now that he is out here?

“Path” hits the speakers as from the back comes the 2008 Aerial Assault winner, Ravager to a mixed reaction; he just stares at the ring and his opponent
inside the ring.

JENNY JERSEY: Representing New Alberta Pro Wrestling, he stands at five feet ten inches and weighs in at two hundred and ten pounds, he is your 2008 Aerial
Assault winner… RAVAGER!

Ravager looks out at the crowd, but quickly turns his attention back to The Freak inside the ring, he slides in under the bottom rope as The Freak backs
up to allow him entrance.

DING DING

The Freak and Ravager circle each other, finally going in for a collar-and-elbow. The larger Ravager backs The Freak into the corner. Knife edge chop! The
Freak fires back with one of his own! The Freak switches places with Ravager then whips him from corner to corner. Ravager reverses into a short-arm clothesline,
ducked by The Freak! The Freak with an Irish whip into the ropes. Ravager flies off of the ropes, The Freak with a drop-down. Ravager hops over him, off
of the other ropes. The Freak with an arm-drag takedown, Ravager immediately back to his feet! Ravager takes The Freak down with a shoulder block! The
Freak kicks up to his feet, collar-and-elbow! Ravager with a side headlock, The Freak reverses into a belly-to-back suplex… Ravager flips out of it! Ravager
with a fist to The Freak. Another. Another! Irish whip off of the ropes. Ravager with a big dropkick that sends The Freak down! He grabs The Freak’s arms
and plants his knee right into the small of The Freak’s back, pulling back on his arms! The Freak is somehow starting to stand up! Ravager stands up too,
keeping the one knee in the back of The Freak, balancing himself with one foot. The Freak springs himself over Ravager! Incredible! Inverted DDT!

LARRY GORDON: Now THAT is why I hired The Freak Show!

ROB MARTINEZ: A very talented young competitor, no doubt.

COREY TAYLOR: Are you forgetting the fact The Freak is going up against Ravager, a wrestler in his prime? The most successful tournament wrestler in the
business today?

The fans are cheering wildly for The Freak who they have come to really appreciate in the past few weeks! He goes to the outside. He throws a chair into
the ring! Another! A third! Now he’s pulling a table from underneath the ring! He slides it in. He slides in a second one! And now a roll of barbed wire
is going into the ring! Not to mention the fact there are BOMBS placed in certain areas of the ring that will go off if enough pressure is applied! The
Freak enters the ring. He looks around at the items then decides it’s not enough. He goes back under the ring and grabs a Singapore cane! Ravager gets
to his feet just in time to feel the cane across the forehead! He falls down to his back. The Freak places a steel chair on top of Ravager. And he goes
up top! Senton onto the chair! NO! Ravager rolls out of the way! Ravager gets to his feet. The Freak gets to his feet, holding his head and neck… right
into a Superkick that sends him flying back!

EXPLOSION!

LARRY GORDON: Oh good God!

ROB MARTINEZ: Quite a violent match stipulation you’ve given us, Mr. Gordon!

COREY TAYLOR: There’s smoke in my eyes! Gordon, what’s the worker’s compensation package I have?

LARRY GORDON: Do you want to keep your job?

COREY TAYLOR: Yeah I do.

LARRY GORDON: There you go.

Smoke shoots up around The Freak as he lands on a specific part of the ring that sets off the C4! Ravager with a cover on the bleeding Freak.

ONE!

TWO!

THR—NO! NO! The Freak kicks out! Ravager quickly picks him up. He’s bringing him up top! He’s going for the Instant Karma! NO! The Freak knees out of it!
The Freak spins around… top-rope cutter! He covers Ravager!

ONE!

TWO!

THR—NO! KICKOUT! The Freak crawls over and grabs a steel chair. Unbeknownst to him, Ravager, though still on the ground, has done the same. The Freak turns
around and swings the steel chair at Ravager but Ravager gets to both knee and blocks it! He swings again, this time Ravager is on one knee and blocks
it! Again… Ravager stands and blocks it! The Freak swings again… Ravager ducks it! Ravager with a shot of his own! The Freak falls back. Ravager lays the
steel chair across his forehead. He’s going up top! HOLY SHIT! The Freak holds the chair up and Ravager FLIES right into it! The Freak and Ravager both
roll to opposite ropes. They use the ropes to pull themselves up as the REBEL Pro fans applaud the opening minutes of this bout!

LARRY GORDON: Listen to these fans! So supportive of our product!

ROB MARTINEZ: Well this match thus far has been worth the price of admission!

COREY TAYLOR: Which reminds me, some young punk tried to make me pay for a ticket! He didn’t recognize me! I want him fired, Gordon!

They run in. Collar-and-elbow! The Freak with a chinlock but Ravager pushes him off of the ropes. Ravager with a back body drop but The Freak lands on his
feet! The Freak rolls Ravager up! But Ravager not only kicks out of it, but rolls through and applies a stepover toehold… he’s going for the facelock,
he’s going for The Garotte! But The Freak crawls towards a steel chair, grabs it… BAM! He nails Ravager with it! Ravager staggers back. The Freak grabs
the Singapore cane. BAM! Ravager falls to the ground! And now he’s finally broken open!

The Freak throws the cane out of the way as Ravager slowly gets to his feet. Headscissors takedown! Off of the ropes… The Freak with a baseball slide dropkick!
Ravager slowly stands. The Freak with a waistlock. Elbow by Ravager. Another! Ravager off of the ropes… right into an arm-drag takedown! Back to his feet…
another arm-drag takedown! The Freak sends Ravager off of the ropes, catches him for some type of shoulder breaker… NO! Ravager reverses into a headscissors!
What a reversal! The Freak back to his feet, Ravager clotheslines him down. Ravager off of the ropes. The Freak ducks a clotheslines. Off of the other
ropes, another clothesline ducked! Ravager with a flying headscissors! The Freak climbs to his feet, beautiful dropkick sends him back down! The Freak
escapes into the corner. Ravager runs in with a high knee strike! The Freak bent forward, holding his face, Ravager pulls his hair and whips him back to
the mat! Ravager goes up top! Top-rope splash! NO! The Freak gets his knees up! The Freak up and onto the turnbuckles as Ravager slowly gets to his feet.
The Freak leaps… Frankensteiner! And a moonsault! COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

The Freak pulls Ravager up, whips him from one corner to the next! Reversed by Ravager! The Freak runs up the turnbuckle and flips behind Ravager! Belly-to-back
suplex backbreaker! The Freak grabs a chair as Ravager struggles to get to his head. The Freak swings it, ducked by Ravager. Ravager with a waistlock.
German suplex! He keeps it connected. A second German suplex! He keeps it connected… a third German… The Freak flips out of it! Waistlock by The Freak.
GERMAN SUPLEX OVER THE TOP-ROPE TO THE OUTSIDE!

LARRY GORDON: Ouch! You can FEEL that one, can’t ya? What a match!

ROB MARTINEZ: It looks like Ravager’s neck took the brunt of that one.

COREY TAYLOR: All I can feel is heartburn from that lasagna your wife made, Rob.

ROB MARTINEZ: You ate my lasagna?

LARRY GORDON: Boys, boys, boys!

The Freak sits in the corner of the ring, trying to regain some energy as Ravager squirms on the floor, holding his neck! He sees Ravager slowly get up.
The Freak off of the ropes… SUICIDE PLANCHA! Their heads BOUNCE off of each other’s! The Freak stands. Blood is flowing from both competitors. He rolls
him into the ring. COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE—NO! NO! KICKOUT!

The Freak sets up a table in the corner of the ring. He picks up Ravager, Irish whip into the table… no! Ravager reverses into a Kata-hajime! INTO A SUPLEX
THROUGH THE TABLE! NO! NO! The Freak lands on his feet. The Freak with a bulldog that takes Ravager down! And an Asai moonsault! He Irish whips Ravager
into the table… NO! NO! This time Ravager gets his KATA-HAJIME SUPLEX THROUGH THE TABLE!

Crawling cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THRE—NO! NO! KICKOUT! Ravager is in disbelief that The Freak kicked out. He picks him up… Last Resort!

EXPLOSION!

Both men are not moving as the C4 takes them BOTH out!

HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

LARRY GORDON: …

ROB MARTINEZ: …

COREY TAYLOR: …damn.

The Freak and Ravager begin pulling themselves up with the rope. Ravager gets up first and runs across the ring, clotheslining his opponent to the outside.
The Freak slowly stands. Ravager with a PESCADO that takes him down! Both men slowly get to their feet. Ravager climbs up onto the apron. Flying spinning
heel kick takes The Freak down! Ravager rolls him into the ring but The Freak fires back with an elbow! Another! Ravager responds with a headbutt that
sends The Freak down to the ground! Ravager onto the ring apron… Diving knee drop! NO! The Freak moves out of the way! Ravager is holding his knee in a
world of hurt. The Freak puts Ravager’s foot in the guard rail. And he grabs a steel chair! He brings it down on the KNEE!

LARRY GORDON: What’s the strategy here, Rob?

ROB MARTINEZ: If The Freak can ground Ravager, he will have limited his arsenal of moves.

COREY TAYLOR: Yeah. And force Ravager to wrestle the shoot-style he is famous for. Real smart, Freak.

AGAIN… NO! Ravager able to kick The Freak in the gut with his free foot. He gets to his feet. He grabs the steel chair from The Freak! Swings it… The Freak
moves out of the way and it hits the guard rail. The Freak with a jumping high kick that sends Ravager down! The Freak pulls a table out of the ring and
sets it up. He puts Ravager on it. The Freak climbs up onto the ring apron and then the turnbuckle… SHOOTING STAR PRESS THROUGH THE TABLE!

REBEL PRO! REBEL PRO! REBEL PRO! REBEL PRO! REBEL PRO!

The move took both men out and it takes The Freak awhile to get to his feet but when he does he is pulling Ravager up with him. He rolls him into the ring.
Cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE! NO! NO!

KICKOUT!

The Freak slowly gets to his feet, pulling Ravager up with him. Roundhouse punch that sends Ravager down.

He goes up top. He gets down, deciding to put a chair on Ravager. He goes up top. Then gets down, opens up a table, puts Ravager on it with the chair on
top. He goes up top again. SENTON! SIGHT UNSEEN!

EXPLOSION!

LARRY GORDON: Geez, how many bombs did they put under the ring?

ROB MARTINEZ: You’d know better than us!

LARRY GORDON: I didn’t specify! Ought-oh!

Both men are out of it in the middle of the ring. It is unclear who took the brunt of the explosion but EMTs are already waiting at the end of the aisle
once a winner is determined! The Freak appears to be the first to stir. He pulls Ravager up but Ravager fires at him with an elbow to the gut. A fist!
A headbutt! An Irish whip off of the ropes… Three-point stance clothesline takes The Freak down! Ravager pulls him up, Irish whip from one corner to the
next! The Freak hits the corner and stumbles forward… right into a running Mongolian chop! Ravager wipes the blood from his eyes. He is going up top! Moonsault
leg drop! COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE—KICKOUT!

Ravager picks The Freak up, snapmares him onto his ass. He runs off of the ropes… dropkick to the back of The Freak’s head! The Freak grabs his neck and
head as Ravager grabs the Sinapore cane. He picks The Freak up. Russian legsweep with the CANE! The Freak is holding his neck. Ravager picks him up, whips
him… Swinging neckbreaker! He grabs The Freak’s arms… CURB STOMP! ANOTHER ONE!

LARRY GORDON: This move is just… cruel!

ROB MARTINEZ: Not the most popular move.

COREY TAYLOR: Oh sure, you guys love tables, chairs, ladders but a guy does a move like that and you cry?

Ravager picks The Freak up. He is bringing him up top! INSTANT KARMA! INSTANT KARMA! The Freak falls lifeless on the mat. Ravager jumps down…

EXPLOSION!

Ravager is sent flying and to the other side of the ring by the force of the C4! Both competitors are lifeless. Slowly, Ravager comes to. He manages to
crawl his way ever so slowly towards The Freak. He drapes an arm…

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

NO!

NO!

THE FREAK KICKS OUT!

Ravager can’t believe his luck. He picks The Freak up. LAST RESORT… NO! The Freak ducks out of it! He grabs Ravager… Inverted Death Valley Driver out of
NOWHERE! The Freak climbs to the outside. He pulls out… OH MY GOD!

LARRY GORDON: Oh boy.

ROB MARTINEZ: Oh boy.

COREY TAYLOR: Oh boy.

He has a gasoline container and a book of matches! He crawls back into the ring. He sets up a table. He wraps the barbed wire around it. He is about to
light it on fire when Ravager spins him around and delivers a T-Bone Suplex to The Freak! The Freak rises to one knee… Ravager with a Shining Wizard! But
The Freak is still on one foot! Ravager grabs a chair… BAM! The Freak falls! Ravager drags him into the middle and covers him!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE—NO! THE FREAK KICKS OUT!

Ravager picks The Freak up. He hoists The Freak up for a power bomb! He’s going to put him THROUGH THE TABLE! The Freak with punches to head of Ravager!
He reverses into a TORNADO DDT onto a CHAIR! The Freak gets to his feet. He retrieves the gas container and the matches! He pours gasoline all over the
table! He lights the match… the TABLE IGNITES!

HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

The Freak brings Ravager up top, but then decides it’s not enough and gets off of the turnbuckle. He goes under the ring… and pulls out a LADDER! He puts
it into the ring and sets it up. Ravager is getting to his feet so The Freak hucks a chair at him and sends him back down. He brings Ravager up the ladder
with him! They get to the top! Ravager springs to life! They are exchanging punches! Ravager with a HEADBUTT! ANOTHER! The Freak is about to fall through
the table but he holds on! The Freak fires back with fists of fury! He hiptosses Ravager off of the TOP OF THE LADDER! But Ravager holds onto his ARM!
BOTH MEN FALL THROUGH THE FLAMING BARBED WIRE TABLE!

EXPLOSION!

HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

The smoke clears and all we can see is both competitors down, both bleeding in various places with ash all over them. The EMTs begin making their way closer
to ringside. Ravager’s neck appears to be at a weird angle. Ever so slowly, as the fans applaud, both men slowly rise to their feet. The Freak steps forward
with a roundhouse punch that Ravager ducks. Ravager with a back suplex! NO! The Freak flips and lands on his feet. Jumping neckbreaker takes Ravager down!
Ravager holding his neck as The Freak goes up top. SIGHT UNSEEN! NO! NO! Ravager rolls out of the way! He uses the ropes to pull himself up, his neck still
at an awkward angle. The Freak slowly gets to his feet… Ravager runs in with a running knee strike! The Freak falls to both knees. Ravager with a Superkick!
Now Ravager runs over The Freak, up onto the turnbuckle, still holding his neck… IMPLODING 450 SENTON! He goes back up top! IMPLODING 450 SPLASH!

EXPLOSION!

The smoke slowly clears and Johnson recognizes that Ravager is still on top of The Freak!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

NO KICKOUT THIS TIME!

RAVAGER HAS DONE IT!

LARRY GORDON: This match was everything I envisioned PLUS SOME!

ROB MARTINEZ: I am stunned that Ravager won BOTH tournaments. He defeated 16 men last year and 16 men this year… an INCREDIBLE feat!

COREY TAYLOR: Yes, an incredible feat, also a feat that netted me $2,000 big ones! Thank you, shady Mafia man I met at the pork store! Oh, and Ravager.
Dale McDonald tries to help Ravager to his feet but he waives him away. EMT officials walk over to both competitors. Ravager pulls himself to his feet,
waiving them away. The Freak does the same! The Freak slowly stands, earning generous applause from the REBEL crowd. He acknowledges them. Shut Down runs
down to the ring and holds up his tag team partner. He guides The Freak out of the ring but The Freak turns around. He walks over to Ravager. They shake
hands and exchange brief words!

LARRY GORDON: It’s hard not to respect your opponent after a match like this!

ROB MARTINEZ: Indeed.

Shut Down helps The Freak out of the ring. The EMTs are still talking to Ravager, pointing to his neck and the stretcher they have with them, but he waives
them away. He stumbles towards the center of the ring where Gordon is standing with the Aerial Assault 2009 Trophy, it is a gold plated wrestling ring.
LARRY GORDON: Fans, we have seen one hell of a match here tonight!

The crowd is still on their feet.

LARRY GORDON: Ravager, last year you didn’t get your trophy, you didn’t get your recognition. But also, I was not the owner last year, so, for your winning
of the 2009 Aerial Assault tournament, here is your trophy. I will be sending you the trophy you should have received last year in the next few days.

He hands it to him to generous applause from the REBEL Fans! Ravager nods to Gordon and to the crowd. A brazen EMT official tries to touch Ravager’s shoulder
but he pushes him away! Ravager gets out of the ring where he is met by Chris Kamikaze and Johnny the Mormon Love Machine. They try to help him down the
aisle but he shakes his head no.

Trophy in hand, Ravager is walking out by himself!

LARRY GORDON: I really wish he’d let the EMTs put him on a stretcher!

ROB MARTINEZ: He walked into REBEL alone. He wants to walk out of REBEL alone.

COREY TAYLOR: You know, it just dawned on me that we’ve hosted two tournaments and our guys have won neither of them. Maybe it’s time we rig them, no?

Instead of the usual ‘REBEL PRO!’ chant or ‘THANK YOU!’ following an incredible match, the fans are doing nothing except generously applauding both The
Freak and Ravager and the incredible match and tournament they competed in!

LARRY GORDON: Tomorrow there will be a special announcement posted on the website, that you can only hear about on Rebel-Pro.com.

ROB MARTINEZ: So long from the Rebel Arena.

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Credits:

Ravager vs The Freak-MJ

Chad Kurtis vs Vincent Black-Vossman

Jonas Brothers vs FTC-Bean

Derrick Daze vs Shut Down-Kent

Justin Tyme vs Sam Skull-Kurtis

Mack/Assman vs S.O.D. vs CamaLoss-Bean

Underground
07-25-09

***DVD Exclusive***

In good ol’ state of South Carolina, new day arise as the sun rises, beautifully in the skies. Similar to as last night, the champ gets his hands raise
once more, as he successfully defended his gold. But all the goods may sound sweet, until one is still lurking head on with possibly the greatest REBEL
Champ, ever! Jer$ey and Mack once good friends, which grew up from the same streets, went to the same schools, play on the same sports team and even same
faction in the NAPW/REBEL Wrestling. Until, jealousy and the lack of big movements accords.

Jer$ey and Mack are now enemies. Perhaps the biggest rivalry in either two careers. With being big enemies against once another, and with FTC standing practically
over the entire REBEL Locker room waiting to strike. What will happen next? Only time will tell.

—Scene Opens—

At Mack’s crib, back in Lamar, SC. He wakes up from a long nap, to smell Grandma homemade fried chicken, white rice, green peas, macaroni -n- cheese and
butter rolls.

Mack:: MMM…mmm…mmm! Smells good in here Granny.

Grandma:: I know it does baby, granny can throw down, like the champ!

Mack:: In fact you can throw down, better than the champ!

Grandma:: Dear, now your wrestling skills are way better than my cooking skills.

Mack:: I wish. But it’ll never be as close. To be honest you can’t even compare the two. It’s nothing in common.

Grandma:: You got that right.

Mack:: So what are you doing today?

Grandma:: I don’t know baby. Maybe go out pick a few tomatoes, peppers and some okras from the garden. Then maybe sew a few quilts.

Mack:: Oh ok, you better wait until it get a little cooler outside, that sun will knock you out.

Grandma:: I got this. I been doing this before you were born. So calm down. Why were you asking what I’m doing today?

Mack:: No big reason. Just asking.

Grandma:: Where is your buddy? I’m surprise you is not, out and about with him.

Mack:: Who?

Grandma:: Oh you know. He’s one of my favorites.

Mack:: Jer$ey!?

Grandma:: Oh yeah! How he’s doing? I haven’t seen him in a while.

Mack:: I guess he’s ok.

Grandma:: What you mean, you guess? You are suppose to know. Ya’ll be friends since like… forever!

Mack:: Yeah you’re right, but a few things went down and I mean we really not cool anymore.

Grandma:: Are you serious! What happen? You know you have to tell me. The two of ya’ll are larger than that ol’ Hulk Hogan and Macho Man. Didn’t think I
know them huh? I use to date Macho Man, a long time ago. In fact, I gave him that name.

Mack:: Seriously!?

Grandma:: No! You know Granny had to sneak one in. But go on ahead and tell me what happen between ya’ll two.

Mack:: Well before everything turned chaotic, me and Jer$ey basically led a dynasty stable in the wrestling business. Until one day, one of the boys stabbed
us in the back.

Grandma:: WHO STABBED MY BABY!!!???

Mack:: No no, not that kind of stab, Granny. I meant like betrayed us.

Grandma:: Oh, they don’t want me to pull out my switch.

Mack:: And the guy betrayed us and join forces with one our rivals. So me and Jer$ey was like, “Ok”! We have to bounce back and try to get things going
again. Because don’t get me wrong the guy who left us, was one tough individual. And with his departure, really took a toll on us. So I guess, all that
really stress Jer$ey out. Because the simple fact he hired such a good talent to only turn the good into bad. And it was hard for him to find a replacement.
So I told him, not to worry about it. Things can only get better. So I guess in his opinion, trying to screw me over was the way of him getting things
done in a good way.

Mack:: But I didn’t allow it, I cost him his lost at the last show.

Grandma:: And what he tried to do?

Mack:: Try to make me lose my precious title, but it didn’t go down the way he planned. And that’s what his ass gets.

Grandma:: Watch your mouth. But I think ya’ll need to work things out.

Mack:: Oh no! That will not happen. May never happen til the day, that I die.

Grandma:: Mack you shouldn’t say harsh things like that. Jer$ey was a good man. You are too. The two of ya’ll is a good combo.

Mack:: Granny, read my lips. Jer$ey and I are like the days on the calendar. It can’t not be repeated. Which means, the two of us will never become friends
again.

Grandma:: Mack, just go think about it. Seriously.

Mack:: (Shakes his head) You just don’t understand. I’m out of here.

—Mack rushes out the door

Grandma:: Mack, wait! Come back here, baby.

—Mack sits outside near the picnic table, as he reminisce about things that happened in the past. As he speaks to himself.

Mack:: Things will never be the same. Jer$ey and I were indeed homeboys. But all that sh*t crashed. Never again will I accompany him. Never again shall
I hold his back up after every downfall. I am the champ, if anybody needs to be holding backs around here. He shall be holding my back up. I’ve been the
champ since May 5th. Which basically means, I outlasted the supposedly top dog of the Young Money club. To bad, Young Money is around anymore. Which basically
means, peace into the Wrestling World. I’m not going to front, Young Money is an alright group of talents. But with Jer$ey yapping his mouth about this
and that, championships was just falling of his waist side. Quite frankly, he talked to damn much instead of showing his true side.

Mack:: Rumor has it, that Jer$ey has found a new buddy. Possible partner in crime. I wonder how long he too, will decide that Jer$ey isn’t no good!

Mack:: But it’s all good. Because Mack, is living life to the maximum fullest. Being a real good champ, feels too good. Something Jer$ey can never say.
I thanks the lord every night and day, for the wonderful joy he brings me. Once again, I’m still the REBEL World Champ. The top man in the business. And
every title defense will only make become just a much greater champ, than any other star who raised the title before me.

—Mack hops off of the picnic table and headed, towards his Chevy Tahoe, as the scene fades.

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JENNY JERSEY: The following match is the first of two matches to determine the finalists to crown a new #1 Contender Cup holder.

“Teeth Like Gods Shoeshine” by Modest Mouse hits the speakers as from the back walks a paranoid Spyke Gein in his first singles match here in Rebel Pro.
JENNY JERSEY: From Overlandpark Kansas, he stands at five feet eight inches and weighs in at one hundred and ninety pounds… SPYKE GEIN!

Spyke walks down to the ring, making sure to stay away from the crowd and slides into the ring.

“Esscence of Wounds” by Lamented Souls replaces the music in the speakers as Derrick Daze walks from the back to a mixed reaction from the crowd.

JENNY JERSEY: From Jefferson City Missouri, he stands at five feet ten inches and weighs in at one hundred and eighty-five pounds… DERRICK DAZE!

Daze walks up the steps and ducks under the top rope into the ring.

DING DING

Spyke and Derrick lock up in the center of the ring, neither man backing down and both men with something to prove here and hopefully move on to the next
match and win the Contender’s Cup. Daze goes behind Gein with a hammerlock, shoving Gein forward into the ropes, he drops the hammerlock to whip Spyke
into the ropes, Clothesline takes Spyke down to the canvas, a boot stomp to his chest pushes him back down. Daze with a leaping leg drop across Spyke’s
throat, he is up quickly pulling Spyke up to his feet. Derrick with a right hand to Spyke’s face and a chop for good measure. Daze hooks the head, over
the head suplex, but Spyke cunters in mid-air with an inverted DDT, he hooks the leg.

One… Two… T–Derrick gets a shoulder up in time, having been caught by surprise. Spyke licks Daze on the forehead before throwing him into the corner,
following in with a running forearm. Daze is bent over backwards from the impact.

ROB MARTINEZ: Gein with a flurry of offense now.

COREY TAYLOR: Of course, Johnny has taught him every thing he knows.

Spyke tries to headbutt Daze in the nose, but Daze manages a fist into his kidneys to stop his attack, Daze climbs yup the turnbuckle backwards, flipping
over Spyke with a sunset flip and a cover.

One… Two… Thr–An almost three on the surprised Spyke Gein.

ROB MARTINEZ: Close call for Spyke there.

COREY TAYLOR: But enough to kick out.

Spike up, Daze up, they meet with fists near the center of the ring, both men trading big blows, but neither going down easily. In fact, neither man going
down at all. The sound of their closed fists smacking into flesh is loud in the building, Spyke goes to throw a punch, but it is a fake, he boots Daze
in the midsection and sets him up for a DDT. Dazeback drops Spyke over into a bridging pin and holds the leg.

One… Two… Thrhee.

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: Winner of the match and advancing to next week to compete for the #1 Contender’s Cup… Derrick Daze!

ROB MARTINEZ: Daze surprised Spyke there.

COREY TAYLOR: Dirty sneaking thief that he is.

ROB MARTINEZ: Now to our next match for Daze’s opponent for next week.

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JENNY JERSEY: The following match is set for one fall and will determine the superstar to face Derrick Daze for the right to hold the Rebel Pro #1 Contender
Cup.

“The Oddities” by ICP hit the speakers as the biggest man in Rebel Pro walks through the curtain to a mixed reaction from the crowd. He is carrying a bag
of something in his hands.

JENNY JERSEY: From anywhere and everywhere, he stands at seven feet two inches and weighs in at three hundred and fifty pounds… SHUT DOWN!

He begins to hand out naked Barbie dolls that appear to be wearing La Reina de los Mariposas masks and are glued seductively to a part of the naked Shut
Down doll’s anatomy. The crowd gasps, but the guys laugh and hold their hand out for a set of these, they must be collectors or something.

ROB MARTINEZ: This is not right, hilarious, but not right.

COREY TAYLOR: Wave your hand Rob, I want one of those dolls.

Shut Down hands one to Corey Taylor and to Jenny, who blushes spectaculurly, before he climbs into the ring.

“Ghost” by Tupac hits the speakers and from the back to… crickets? Anyways here comes Prime Tyme, in the ring Shut Down is laughing at his lack of reaction,
Corey Taylor is seen making the dolls do things and laughing as well.

JENNY JERSEY: From Four Oaks North Carolina, he stands at five feet eight inches and weighs in at one hundred and thirty-four pounds… PRIME TYME!

He tries to slap the hands of the fans, but only the most devoted stick their hands out, he slides in under the bottom rope to look up at the monstorous
Shut Down.

“Baila Cassanova” by Paulina Rubio hits the speakers as from the back comes El Rey de Corazones with his beautiful sister, La Reina de los Mariposas to
a big pop.

JENNY JERSEY: From Villahermosa, Tobasco, Mexico he stands at six feet four inches and weighs in at two hundred and forty-five pounds; tonight he is accompanied
by his sister LA REINA DE LOS MARIPOSAS… EL REY DE CORAZONES!

El Rey slaps the hands of the fans as Mariposas notices the dolls for the first time, her body language changes immediately as she looks at Shut Down who
is pointing and gesturing seductively towards her.

DING DING

El Rey and Prime Tyme stare up at perhaps the biggest man in Rebel Pro, Shut Down, who looks down at his two opponents. Prime Tyme and El Rey dive at Shut
Down, who swats them away like a fly and they fall back. El Rey up quicker than Prime Tyme though and charges at Shut Down with a toe kick to his knee,
he is unable to keep standing. El Rey hooks his head and Prime Tyme is there, they go for a double vertical suplex, but Shut Down lifts them both easily
into the air, he turns and slams them down to the canvas where they bounce high on the mat. He merely laughs at their attempts to beat him. Shut Down picks
up one of the discarded nude Mariposas dolls to wave it in her face before giving a very good imitation of the Assman wiggle towards her. Mariposas jumps
up on the apron and Shut Down goes to give her a kiss when she lashes out with a vicious right hand causing Shut Down to fall back in surprise. El Rey
with a roll up.

One… Shut Down kicks out easily and is now visibly ticked off. He shoves El Rey out of the way to get to Mariposas, Prime Tyme with a dropkick to his
knee stops him from reaching the beautiful young lady and she hops down to the floor, her job having been accomplished. Shut Down looks down at his knee
then to Prime Tyme who springs with a right hand to Shut Down’s face. Prime Tyme with a springboard dropkick as El Rey with a springboard dropkick of his
own sends Shut Down to a kneeling position.

ROB MARTINEZ: Prime Tyme and El Rey working well together.

COREY TAYLOR: For now.

Prime Tyme hits the ropes to rebound and he flies through the air, in a seated position going through the ropes which drives Shut Down’s neck across the
top rope. As Shut Down bounces up from the blow, El Rey is there with a dropkick to the side of his face and Shut Down is on the mat where El Rey makes
a cover.

One… Two… Th–Prime Tyme pulls El Rey off of the pin and makes the cover himself, but El Rey will not allow it and these two men begin to trade punches
as Shut Down rolls out of the ring.

COREY TAYLOR: Told you Rob.

ROB MARTINEZ: Maybe you were right, there is no teamwork in a triple threat nor in a rumble type match.

El Rey with a big right hand, Prime Tyme catches the wrist, El Rey springs up and over Prime Tyme flipping him over to land on the canvas. El Rey wraps
the arm around his leg and falls back extending the elbow in a painful position, but Prime Tyme will not submit as Dale McDonald gets in his face to inquire.
El Rey pulls the new comer up to his feet backing him into the corner, El Rey climbs up, hurricanrana sends Prime Tyme to the middle of the ring.

ROB MARTINEZ: Impressive move there from El Rey.

El Rey runs, jumping over Prime Tyme, scales the other corner and lands a beautiful back flip onto Prime Tyme and hooks the leg.

One… Two… Prime Tyme kicks out

El Rey pulls Prime Tyme back up to his feet and lifts him to a seated position on the top rope facing inside the ring. El Rey hooks him for a top rope superplex
and they are in the air, flipping? Somehow Prime Tyme manages to block the move and both men land on their necks in the middle of the ring. El Rey managed
to land in a pinning predicament and here is the count.

One… Two… Shut Down breaks the pin, he picks Prime Tyme up and nails the Shake Machine on him. He looks over to El Rey and lifts him up as well, Shake
Machine to El Rey, he makes the cover on both men by placing a boot on both of their throats.

One…

Shut Down flexes his muscles at Mariposas.

Two…

He puts his hands in a certain gesture to her as the referee counts.

Three.

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: Winner of the match and facing Derrick Daze for the #1 Contender cup… Shut Down!

COREY TAYLOR: The other two never stood a chance.

ROB MARTINEZ: He is big, he is strong, is he unstoppable?

COREY TAYLOR: Yep, he sure is unstoppable.

ROB MARTINEZ: Now we go on to watch a member of FTC go up against Derek Stephen Taylor, can Cuzin’ Zeke get the job done… let’s find out.

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JENNY JERSEY: The following singles match is set for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit.

“Shadow of the Season” plays, and the fans boo as the next match is about to begin.

JENNY JERSEY: This match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, accompanied by Fantastic Andy Strickland; from London, England, weighing two hundred
and thirty five pounds: Derek Stephen Taylor!

The REBEL fans don’t take well to the blue blood, with his fancy robe and such. DST has an arrogant smirk on his face as the fans boo him. He knows he can
buy and sell them, and if it came down to it, he could beat the Holy Hell out of any of them too. “The Beverly Hillbillies” theme takes over the speakers,
and there are more boos, but the reception isn’t 100% negative for DST’s opponent.

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent! From Turkey Cross, Kentucky, weighing two hundred and sixty three pounds: Cuzin Zeke!

Zeke steps through the ropes and sizes up his opponent. DST stands center ring as referee Jimmy Johnson calls for the bell. Taylor gives Zeke a hard slap
across the face, just to set the tone early on. Zeke responds with a hard right hand, which gets a cheer, but the fans are still not sure how they feel
about him. Taylor tries to go for an arm bar, but Zeke knees the Brit in the gut, then hip tosses him to the mat. He drops an elbow across Taylor’s chest,
then goes for a quick cover. Taylor kicks out before even a one count. Zeke is to his feet first, and he stomps the blue blood several times, then lays
in with forearm smashes to the back of the head and neck. Taylor escapes out of the ring to the floor, but Zeke is quick to follow. He grabs Taylor and
whips him into the guard rail… Taylor reverses! Zeke is momentarily stunned, and Taylor follows up with a European Uppercut. He rolls Zeke back into
the ring, then slides in, and locks on a rear chinlock. The REBEL fans want more violence than this, but Taylor just smirks as he wrestles his own match,
and plays by his own rules. Zeke starts to power out of the hold, then makes it to his feet, while Taylor tries to keep a grip on the chinlock… Zeke
with a mule kick, and Taylor releases the hold! He follows up with a clothesline, and DST goes down! And now He grabs his slop bucket from the corner,
and waits for Taylor to get to his feet. DST has his back to Zeke, and doesn’t know as he turns around…

ROB MARTINEZ: I’m surprised to hear some cheers for Zeke here.

COREY TAYLOR: They are probably just his family, most of the people in these parts are related.

CRACK! Zeke brings the bucket down hard over the head of Taylor, and the fans certainly appreciate that. Zeke goes for a cover! One… two… Taylor gets
a foot on the bottom rope.

ROB MARTINEZ: Close call there.

COREY TAYLOR: Hard to know who is going to pull out a victory here.

He rolls onto his side, and we can see he’s been busted open. Zeke drags Taylor up, and whips him to the ropes. Taylor rebounds into a massive spinebuster
from Zeke! Taylor planted into the mat, and Zeke hooks the leg for a cover! One… two… Fantastic Andy is on the ring apron, and Johnson goes to shoo
him away. Zeke is up, and he grabs Andy by the lapels and rears back to deck him…

ROB MARTINEZ: Andy shouldn’t have been there.

COREY TAYLOR: Zeke shouldn’t manhandle someone of Andy’s position either!

ROB MARTINEZ: Don’t play with matches unless you want to get burned.

COREY TAYLOR: Who has matches? I see no stinking matches.

Taylor with a low blow, and Zeke releases Andy! Andy hands Taylor a chair, and DST brings it down across the back of his opponent! Taylor, a bloody and
battered mess having to change the rules in order to survive. He brings the chair up, ready to slam it over Zeke’s head… Zeke blocks it, boots Taylor
in the gut, then DESTROYS the chair over DST’s head! Taylor stumbles forward, and Zeke sets him up for a piledriver! Drives him into the mat! And now Zeke
goes to the top rope… MUDPUDDLE!! He covers! One… two…

Zeke pulls Taylor up off the mat! The fans boo, Johnson yells at him for not finishing things, but Zeke has something on his mind, as he climbs to the top
rope again, and delivers ANOTHER Mudpuddle! He covers, and Johnson counts

ONE… TWO… THREE!!

JENNY JERSEY: Here is your winner: CUZIN ZEKE!!

The reaction is still mixed for Zeke, but after this match, the boos are stronger. Zeke, however, is happy to get the win.

COREY TAYLOR: Zeke finally showing what it takes to be a big star here in Rebel Pro.

ROB MARTINEZ: He had the win but pulled Taylor up for another mudpuddle.

COREY TAYLOR: Exactly, wanted to make sure he had put him away.

ROB MARTINEZ: Now we move on to the tag te… who is that?

“Unstoppable” by E.S. Posthumus hit the speakers and a man emerged from the back which the Rebel Pro fans had never seen before. His head is shaved bald
and his eyes seem hollow and empty. They also seem volatile. Wearing a brown leather jacket over the top of a black t-shirt featuring a white skulll, with
a jagged tooth jaw, the man pops his collar as he looks out over the fans. He has a microphone in his hand and makes a cutthroat gesture, advising the
technicians to cut his music.

MAN: People often say to me, “Sam, whaddaya think the problem with professional wrestling is today? Where do you think it all went wrong?” I’ve been wrestlin’
in Japan for six years. Japan was the place where I learnt my craft. Honed my craft. Understood what it means to be a professional wrestler.

The man, who called himself “Sam”, runs his hand down the length of his face before continuing his speech.

SAM: Some people think that question is tough to answer. What IS…. the problem with professional wrestling in today’s day and age? What IS the problem
with professional wrestling in the United States of America? Well… the answer ain’t so difficult at all. Because it’s really quite simple. Matter of
fact… it’s elementary. Because the problem with professional wrestling America today is this…

He smirks a sadistic smirk across his face and slowly but surely extends his hand out, pointing at the fans and moving 180 degrees, just so they all feel
like they’ve been singled out.

SAM: The problem… is… YOU! The fans! The problem with pro-wrestling is the bookers stopped listening to their brains and started listening to the “masses”
who foot the bill for their over priced buffoonery and wicked high spots. Sure… you sheep might bleet to the tune of a thousand fluorescent light bulbs
being smashed over the heads of people depicting the term “professional wrestler”… but there’s nothin’ “professional” about spillin’ your blood so inept,
mindless zombies like you can cheer to your stupid throats get hoarse.

The fans began to boo this stranger standing on the stage, but it did not deter him. It seemed to burn the anger within brighter and he continues with his
rant.

SAM: The man you’re looking at on this stage, here at Rebel Pro, is the man who is going to change the face of professional wrestling. Single-handedly…
I’m going to show these one-trick ponies… these high-spot hacks… these grinder monkeys… what it means to be a professional wrestler. I’m going to
bring some credibility back to this wrestling-god forsaken country. My name is Sam Skull. There’s no need for me to tell you to remember my name… because
my actions speak louder than my words. I’m not just a man. I’m a God… damned… wrestling… LEGACY!

Sam Skull rose both of his fists high above his head as E.S. Posthumus hit the speakers again. Those fists lowered as a sick smile formed on his face. Skull
turns his back on the fans heading to the back, satisfied that his message had been delivered to the Rebel Pro roster and management alike.

ROB MARTINEZ: Big words from Sam Skull, can he back them up?

COREY TAYLOR: Of course he can.

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JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match is set for one fall with a twenty minute time limit.

“Cyberwats” hits the speakers as from the back to crickets chirping is, Devastation and Kayoken, Sons of Destruction.

JENNY JERSEY: At a total combined weight of five hundred and seventy pounds… DEVASTATION and KAYOKEN SHIRO… THE SONS OF DESTRUCTION!

These two men do not seemed to be letting the silence bother them as they walk into the ring to wait on the Jonas Brothers.

“Everyone I Went To High School With Is Dead” hits the speakers as from the back comes Jim and Tommy Jonas accompanied by Edna Glickman to a mixed reaction.
JENNY JERSEY: At a total combined weight of four hundred and sixty-six pounds, being accompanied by Edna Glickman, JIM and TOMMY, THE JONAS BROTHERS!

They climb into the ring and face Sons of Destruction.

DING DING

Kayoken and Tommy start off the match with the traditional collar and elbow tie up, but Tommy with a a brass knuckled punch to the skull of Kayoken sends
him falling backwards, Tommy with another quick punch sends Kayoken down to the mat. He pulls the still new Rebel Pro wrestler up to his feet whipping
him towards his brother Jim and they make a tag. Jim comes in, taking the wristlock from Tommy, to boot Kayoken in the midsection and he delivers an elbow
drop onto Kayoken’s shoulder for good measure. Jim takes the brass knuckles from his brother, vicious right hand into Kayoken’s temple busting him open
with the force of the blow. He sits him up on the top turnbuckle, tagging in his brother, Tommy climbs to the top, leaping to bring Kayoken down with a
hurricanrana. He quickly drags Kayoken back to their corner to tag in Jim Jonas. Jim comes in, abdominal stretch on Kayoken, who is in a world of hurt,
he tags in Tommy who leaps with a dropkick into the stretched ribs of Kayoken.

ROB MARTINEZ: Kayoken is in a world of hurt here.

COREY TAYLOR: Total domination by the Jonas Brothers.

Devastation has had enough as he roars in with a forearm smash breaking Jim’s grip on Kayoken. Devastation with a big right hand to Tommy sends him going
over the top rope backwards. Devastation grabs Jim around the throat, chokeslam to the canvas. He lifts Kayoken up to lay him down in their corner before
turning back to Jim and Tommy Jonas. Jim is getting back up, right hand to Devastation’s ribs, Tommy flies from the top turnbuckle with a chair, cracking
Devastation over the head with the steel chair. Devastation laughs at Tommy, who gulps and looks to his brother. Double head cracker as Devastation slams
the Jonas Brothers’ heads together, they fall down to the mat. Double chokeslam sends them down to the canvas and he steps on Jim’s chest.

One… Two… Jim manages to kick out barely in time.

ROB MARTINEZ: Total domination by Devastation here in the match.

COREY TAYLOR: Look at the size of him, and he has to pick on Jim and Tommy like that.

Jim rolls out of the ring to collect his bearings as Tommy is left in the ring, and Tommy is picked up by the big Devastation. He lifts Tommy up for a big
powerbomb in the center of the ring, but Edna Glickman is waving… her bra? Edna has taken off her bra and is waving it in the face of the big Devastation
to grab his attention; her chest is just flopping around in her loose fitting shirt and Rob Martinez looks like he is going to be sick on the announce
table. Devastation begins to cough and gag as he lowers Tommy to the canvas, he turns for the ropes, Jim with a swinging fire extinguisher takes him off
his feet with a loud resounding thunk. Devastation falls into a swinging neckbreaker from Tommy Jonas, but he can’t quite finish off the move. Kayoken
rushes in, having regained his senses, Edna shoves a pair of her panties in his mouth? Kayoken throws up on Tommy, who nails a right hand. Kayoken is throwing
up again, swinging neckbreaker as puke flies in an arch to splatter on the canvas. The panties are still in his mouth as Tommy steps on his chest to make
a cover.

One… Two… Three.

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: Winners of the match… Jim… and… Tommy… Jonas…

Rob and Corey are both gagging at the announce table so there is no commentary about the ending of the match. Tommy bends down to put the panties into his
tights and walks away nonchalantly.

We take a brief intermission as the ring crew comes to change the canvas to a clean and fresher looking one; at least there is no puke on it.

ROB MARTINEZ: Folks we are back and next up… whew, we have the match between Mike “Assman” Trey and Mikey Massacre.

COREY TAYLOR: Should be very interesting to see how long Mikey allows Mike to remain in the match.

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JENNY JERSEY: The following match will be held under Assman rules. This means there will be the possibility of being disqualified, there will be a ten
count both inside the ring and outside the ring. Introducing first…

“Heavy Metal Machine” hits the speakers and the crowd’s reaction is not a welcoming one as they raise the roof with boos and jeers. Mikey Massacre walks
from the back, shooting the crowd a double bird.

JENNY JERSEY: From Albuquerque New Mexico, he stands at six feet and weighs in at two hundred and thirty-five pounds, he is one half of the Rebel Pro Tag
Team Champions and FTC member… MIKEY MASSACRE!

Mikey climbs into the ring as the music dies away.

“Why Don’t We Do It In The Road” comes to life and the boos immediately change to cheers as from the back runs Mike “Assman” Trey, slapping the hands of
the fans. He is wearing his trademark black t-shirt, but this time with the words “I’m The Assman”. He removes the shirt throwing it to a lucky lady at
ringside.

JENNY JERSEY: From Manchester England, he stands at six feet one inch and weighs in at two hundred and thirty pounds… MIKE “ASSMAN” TREY!

Mike slides into the ring, he faces Mikey, he is ready to go and the crowd knows it.

DING DING

Referee Jimmy Johnson explains the rules to each man in this match before backing out of their way. Mikey and Mike circle each other in the middle of the
ring, both looking for a weakness on the other, both looking to strike first; Jimmy Johnson stands back to wait. Lock up, Mikey pushes back on Mike, but
Trey drops the lock up for an arm drag, Mikey down to the canvas; Mike backs up away from Massacre. Mikey gets up, livid at being humiliated and charges
at Trey, Japanese arm drag sends Mikey up and over with a Japanese arm drag; Trey laughs as he stands back up.

ROB MARTINEZ: Mikey being taunted here by Assman.

COREY TAYLOR: He is laughing now, but will he be at the end of the match?

They go for another collar and elbow tie up, but Mikey dives at the last second for a shoulder block into Trey’s midsection, swinging neckbreaker sends
Trey down to the canvas. Mikey up quickly with a leg drop across Trey’s throat, but Trey out of the way quickly enough to avoid the leg. Assman is up,
but Mikey with a sideheadlock on the Assman of Rebel Pro. Mikey with a few stiff punches into Trey’s face, but Jimmy warns him about the closed fists;
Mikey shoots Jimmy a bird for his information. Mike lifts Mikey up and drops him with an atomic drop, followed by a running bulldog to the canvas.

ROB MARTINEZ: Assman using one of Mikey’s favorite moves there.

COREY TAYLOR: The thief.

Mike lifts Mikey up in a fireman’s carry position and flips him over his head for a Samoan driver, but Mikey pushes himself to flip faster countering with
a three quarter facelock into a stunner. Assman falls back holding at his throat as Massacre holds the ankle of Trey, driving a knee into Trey’s knee.
Mikey is taunting Trey as he grinds in an ankle lock on his ankle and his knee into Trey’s knee. Trey sits up, but Mikey falls back still with the anklelock,
but with an added hyperextension of Trey’s left knee; Trey falls back to the canvas groaning in pain. Massacre sits back up to fall backwards when Trey
catches his chest with a slap, then catching his ankle with a front anklelock. Mikey drops his anklelock, Trey drops his, Massacre is up to his feet, but
Trey is wobbling slightly on his now injured leg. Massacre comes running with a clothesline, Trey with a drop toe hold sends Mikey’s face into the middle
turnbuckle padding. Trey gets back up, pulling Massacre back up to his feet, shoving him backwards into the corner, chop, chop, forearm, and another chop;
the crowd is going wild. Trey climbs up, monkey flip sends Mikey across the ring to slide on his back. Massacre sits up, turning to get up to meet Trey
head on, Mike there with a right forearm sending Mikey backwards into the corner, another right forearm has him firmly in the corner. Massacre with a thumb
to the eyes draws the boos of the crowd and Jimmy’s attention as he warns Mikey that things like that aren’t legal in this match.

ROB MARTINEZ: There Mikey goes again with his cheating.

COREY TAYLOR: What are you talking about, I didn’t see anything.

Massacre with a European uppercut and he tosses Trey into the corner. Mikey climbs up and kisses his right hand before throwing the first punch. Trey shoves
Massacre backwards preventing the first of what surely was ten punches. Trey wipes at his eyes before walking over to the now standing Mikey Massacre,
Mikey with a go behind into a rear waistlock, German suplex. Trey’s head snaps on the canvas, Mikey rolls up for another, Trey’s head slams into the canvas
a second time, Mikey rolls up for a third one; Trey drops down to a seated position bringing Massacre’s chin down on top of his head. Mikey drops the rear
waistlock in favor of holding his chin trying to rub away the pain. Trey shakes his head to clear the cobwebs as he walks towards Mikey Massacre. He boots
Mikey in the midsection, hooks the leg and head, fisherman’s suplex into a pin.

One… Two… Mikey kicks out just as Vincent Black and Cuzin’ Zeke come rushing out from the back. Trey gets up to meet them head on.

ROB MARTINEZ: What are they doing out here.

COREY TAYLOR: Protecting their interest.

Mikey rolls Trey up for a pin.

One… Two.. He manages to kick out as Jimmy’s hand nearly slaps the three. Mikey gets up to wave Black and Zeke away when there is another surprise roll
up for a pin.

One… Two… Th–Mikey kicks out wildly preventing the Assman win. Black and Zeke come closer, Jimmy is forced to eye them, Mikey digs his thumbs into
Trey’s eyes to blind him. Massacre hooks him in a front facelock, hooks the leg, swinging fisherman’s suplex. Mikey rolls over, releasing the finish of
the move to drop a knee across Trey’s elbow. Black and Zeke walk back up the aisle and into the back to let Mikey do his thing.

ROB MARTINEZ: Glad to see they left.

COREY TAYLOR: You are just intimidated by their talent.

Mikey pulls Trey back up to his feet, shoving him backwards into the corner where he lifts him to the top turnbuckle. Mikey follows him up, hooking him
in a front facelock and draping his arm over his neck. Mikey lifts, but Trey hooks his feet under the ring bolt, Massacre lifts again, but again Trey blocks
the superplex attempt. Mikey with a forearm shot, but Trey blocks it, Trey with a right hand, Mikey blocks it. Mikey with a right, Trey with a right, these
two are brawling on the top turnbuckle. Mikey slips after Trey’s right hand connects with his temple, Trey shoves him backwards. Massacre stumbles as he
lands, Trey dives flipping over Massacre and catching him with a neckbreaker as he flips over him. The crowd explodes, but both men are down on the canvas.
Jimmy Johnson begins his count in this “Assman Rules” match.

One. Two. Three. Four. Five.

The crowd is getting behind Assman, trying to give him enough cheering to get him up.

Six.

He is moving, but can he get up?

Seven.

Mike is on the bottom rope, but Mikey is on the bottom rope as well.

Eight.

Trey on the middle rope reaching for the top, but Massacre is doing the exact same thing.

Nine…

Both men are up, they charge at each other.

ROB MARTINEZ: Almost a no contest there.

COREY TAYLOR: Massacre would have beaten the count easily.

Double clothesline sends both men back down to the canvas, the crowd is chanting.

“We love Assman” (clap, clap, clap clap clap) “We love Assman” (clap, clap, clap clap clap)

ROB MARTINEZ: The crowd behind Assman here as he is back up to his feet.

COREY TAYLOR: But Mikey is also back up.

Mikey with a high knee lift, but Mike catches the leg, spins around and plants Mikey to the mat with a desperation spinebuster, but Mikey is too near the
ropes for a pin. Mike pulls Massacre out from the ropes,and wraps the leg, Assman is going for the figure four leglock. Massacre tries to stop it, but
Trey falls back, Massacre sits up, grunting fromthe pain. He is trying to reach Trey to punch, claw, or do whatever to break the hold, but Trey is laying
back, putting pressure on that knee. Massacre rolls to the left, almost got it… rolls quickly to the right, again almost has it flipped over… quick
roll to the left and the momentum sends him rolling over to flip the figure fourr’s pain to Trey’s injured leg. Trey releases the submission quickly and
shoves up to his feet. Trey hits the ropes as Mikey gets back up to his feet. Mikey with a clothesline, Trey ducks under rebounding from the opposite ropes
crossbody but Mikey catches him and parades to the center of the ring. Mike with a knee into Massacre’s side, he spins, swinging DDT sends Mikey’s head
into the canvas; Trey hooks the leg and covers.

One… Two… Thr–Massacre rolls a shoulder up to stop Trey from winning. Trey looks a bit frustrated, but shoves Mikey into the ropes, Massacre reverses,
Trey is sent running again. Leap frog over Mikey, spin, boot to the gut and another DDT here in the match, Mikey is driven forehead first into the canvas.
Mike lifts Mikey up throwing him into the corner where he climbs throwing right hand after right hand, Mikey shoves him backwards. Trey lands on his feet,
his knee buckles a bit, but he regains enough to dropkick Mikey in the corner. Mike is up again quickly, going for another monkey flip.

ROB MARTINEZ: Both men giving it their all, no denying that.

COREY TAYLOR: Mikey isn’t even trying hard.

In mid flip, Massacre counters the monkey flip into a body press flattening Mike Trey into the mat. Massacre gets to his feet wobbly, but determined, he
points to Assman and tells Jimmy to count and see if he is knocked out. Jimmy begins to count. The crowd boos at Mikey’s actions, or is it the fact that
Zeke has come back down the aisle? Either way they are booing, Jimmy turns to find Zeke there, his attention away from Mike Trey and Mikey Massacre. Massacre
quickly goes through the ropes as Jimmy and Zeke are exchanging words back and forth, Zeke saying he just wants to watch the match up close. Mikey has
gotten a chair, he gets Mike up to his feet, checks on Jimmy again and nails himself with the chair? Blood is pouring from Mikey’s forehead as he tosses
the chair to Mike Trey who catches it. Jimmy Johnson turns around just in time to see Mikey falling down to the canvas in a crumpled heap. Jimmy Johnson
looks at Mike, shaking his head, and calls for the bell.

JENNY JERSEY: Winner as a result of a disqualification… Mikey Massacre!

ROB MARTINEZ: But Mikey hit himself!

COREY TAYLOR: Who is holding the chair?

ROB MARTINEZ: Mike Trey is.

COREY TAYLOR: Exactly.

The crowd boos again as from the back runs Vincent Black, him and Zeke hit the ring at the same time. Mike swings the chair, Vincent ducks, Zeke ducks,
Mikey spears Trey’s back. Assman drops the chair at Vincent’s feet, all three men begin to pummel Assman in the middle of the ring. Mikey instructs Zeke
and Black to hold him up, they do so. Mikey hands them the chair, which they hold in front of Assman’s face, Mikey with a running dropkick into the chair
which smashes into Assman’s face; he falls down to the mat. The crowd cheers as “Notorious” Mack runs down to the ring, FTC are waiting on him. The crowd
still cheers as Shut Down rushes down to the ring as well, just behind Mack. Both big men hit the ring to take on FTC, but the cowards they are, they flee
the ring to fight another day. Mack points out at Mikey and motions for him to come and get some.

ROB MARTINEZ: Why are they leaving now? The damn cowards!

COREY TAYLOR: They aren’t leaving because they are scared, but because the fans want them to fight and they hate giving the fans what they want.

Shut Down points to Cuzin’ Zeke and motions for him to come and get some too, but FTC is having no part of this as they push their way through the crowd.
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JENNY JERSEY: The following match is set for one fall with no time limit and is one of two 2009 Aerial Assault Tournament Semi-Finals.

“The Oddities” by ICP spreads its way through the speakers as from the back carrying a box of Get Smart dolls is The Freak. The crowd gives him a mixed
reaction surprised that he is got normal dolls for once, until he pulls out dolls dressed in drag, except for an Agent 99 doll that is dressed in dom gear.
Some of the fans laugh as The Freak sits the box near the announce table and flips into the ring, Shut Down backs off to watch the action beside the announce
table.

JENNY JERSEY: From anywhere and everywhere, he stands at five feet seven inches, and weighs in at one hundred and eighty pounds accompanied by his tag team
partner Shut Down… THE FREAK!

Inside the ring, The Freak gives a bow and salute to the crowd before handing an Agent 99 doll to Jenny.

“Facing The Thousand” by Light This City airs up and from the back to a mixed reaction, but more cheers than boos, is Danny Chaos.

JENNY JERSEY: “From Glens Falls New York, he stands at five feet nine inches and weighs in at two hundred pounds even… he is… DANNY CHAOS!

Danny sprints down the aisle, sliding under the bottom rope to face The Freak across the ring.

DING DING

COREY TAYLOR: The Freak going to do some damage here.

ROB MARTINEZ: Chaos made no fans associating himself with Vincent Black.

They go for a collar and elbow tieup, but Chaos with a double leg takedown, Freak with a punch to the top of Danny’s head. Danny grabs an ankle and pushes
himself over flipping Freak onto his front, Danny with an ankle lock. Freak kicks back catching Danny in the shoulder and the hold is released. Freak rolls
over quickly as Danny goes for an elbow drop, Danny catches canvas, Freak up on his feet quickly taking Danny down with a shoulder block. Danny hits his
back but kips up quickly behind Freak’s back. The Freak turns to face Danny, collar and elbow tie up. Freak backs Danny into the corner, but Danny drops
the lockup quickly, going for a drop toe hold sending Freak’s face right into the padding. Freak’s head bounces back, Danny with a neckbreaker and Freak
is holding at his neck.

ROB MARTINEZ: No aerial moves yet, but the technical aspect is wonderful.

COREY TAYLOR: You spoke too soon there Mr. Magoo.

Danny springs to the top turnbuckle flipping forward with a body splash, but Freak manages to lift his knees right into Chaos’ midsection winding his opponent.
Freak in the ropes, rebounding with a baseball slide dropkick sending Choas to the outside. Freak pulls himself up, climbing to the top turnbuckle, diving
off with a corkscrew flip in mid-air, Danny chatches him, spinebuster onto the mat. The crowd groans from the impact Freak’s back made with the outside
mat. Shut Down backs away from the action letting these two men fight amongst themselves. Danny rolls Freak off of himself before pulling him up and Irish
whipping him into the apron, Freak leaps to the apron, flipping backwards with a moonsault, piledriver onto the mat and Freak is hurting now. Danny, with
a smile on his face and a weary look at Shut Down, rolls Freak into the ring where he locks in an Anaconda Vice triangle choke hold, in the middle of the
ring. Freak seems to be fading fast, but Chaos is still trying to lock in the hold properly, Freak is fighting it with everything he is worth. Freak with
one leg under him shoves sideways, getting some room for his arm, he manages to elbow his way out of the hold somehow. Chaos throws a right hand, Freak
ducks under, belly to back suplex. Chaos is down.

ROB MARTINEZ: Freak able to prevent Chaos from synching in that devastating choke hold.

COREY TAYLOR: That could be the turning point of the match.

Freak falls down on top of Chaos, but only receives a one count before Danny gets a shoulder up. Freak pulls him up to his feet, Irish whip into the ropes,
Chaos with a springboard back fist, Freak quickly catches the arm, hooks the other arm in a full nelson, he slams Chaos face first onto the canvas. Freak
climbs to the top turnbuckle and dives with aleg drop that catches canvas as Danny rolls out of the way. Freak rolls to hold at his backside and is up,
Danny charges with a spear slamming Freak back first into the corner, knife edge chop from Chaos, a second. Freak’s chest is turning red as he winces with
each blow, Chaos is determined to not hold anything back. Side headlock from Chaos, he runs forward leaping into the air, Freak shoves him forward; Chaos
slides on his ass to crotch himself on the opposite ringpost. Freak is up, dropkick into the back of Danny’s head sends him face first onto the middle
turnbuckle padding.

COREY TAYLOR: That is going to ruin Danny’s night.

ROB MARTINEZ: Freak showing why he deserves the win though.

COREY TAYLOR: As is Danny Chaos.

ROB MARTINEZ: I think this is the first time we’ve agreed on anything.

Freak, with a look of determination, pulls Danny back up, forearm to the face followed up by a knife edge chop to the chest backing Danny into the corner.
whip into the other corner and Freak follows. Danny scales the corner, flipping over Freak, dropkick sends Freak into the top turnbuckle. As Freak rebounds,
Danny with a reverse bulldog, leg hook and the cover.

One… Two… Thr–Freak manages to get a shoulder up just in the nick of time. Danny grabs Freak’s wrists and places a knee in between Freak’s shoulder
blades, he wrenches back causing Freak to grunt in pain. Freak sways to the left, then right, then left again, but Danny rolls with each and every swaying
attempt Freak makes, continuing to keep the hold locked in; wearing Freak down. The Freak gets one foot underneath himself and shoves backwards, and Danny
lands on his back, the hold still locked in. Freak’s legs dangle down, but Danny is in a pinning predicament.

One… Two… Thr–Danny rolls to the left slightly to stop the pin, but is still managing to keep it locked in. Freakfalls back down, gets his feet under
his weight and flips over backwards, teh hold is broken and Freak holds at his shoulders as he sits on the canvas. Danny rolls over, determination etched
in every part of his face. He charges at Freak.

ROB MARTINEZ: Danny showing his determination here.

COREY TAYLOR: Freak showing his athleticism in getting out of that hold.

Freak catches Danny in a headlock, down to the canvas with a single arm DDT, Danny isn’t moving, but neither is Freak. Since there is no count-outs in Rebel
Pro, the match must continue, but shortly Freak begins to move as Danny is starting to show signs of life as well here. Freak uses the ropes to pull himself
up, Danny using his own strength and endurance to do the same. Freak with a boot to Danny’s midsection, he hooks the leg and head, suplex into a bridging
pin.

One… Two… Thr–No, Danny rolls up a shoulder just before the three.

ROB MARTINEZ: Close call there for Chaos.

COREY TAYLOR: Freak almost had it, but the resiliant Choas showing why he has made it this far.

Danny rolls to his feet, Freak there as well, double clothesline sends both men down, Chaos kips up to his feet, Freak doing the same. Another double clothesline,
but Danny ducks under the extended arm, grabbing the waist of Freak, German suplex into a bridging pin.

One… Two… Thr–Freak kicks backwards out of the pin and on his feet immediately. Freak into the ropes as Danny is getting back to his feet, boot to
Danny’s face–NO! Danny catches the boot, and twists. Freak with an enzeguri, but Danny ducks under, bulldog to the canvas and Freak’s face is planted
harshly into the mat. Chaos springs from the middle rope with a lionsault landing squarely on Freak’s back, he rolls him over.

One… Two… Freak kicks out with some authority. Chaos pulls Freak up peppering Freak with rights and lefts, Freak falls pulling Danny through the ropes
to the outside. Freak, still in the ring, hits the ropes as Danny gets back up to his feet. Freak dives through the ropes onto Danny, catching his head
in mid-air flipping over into a neckbreaker on the outside. Both men are down as the crowd begins to chant “Holy Shit!” over and over. Freak back up, a
smile plastered on his face and rolls Chaos back into the ring. He climbs onto the apron, grabs the top rope, and flips over with a leg drop onto Danny’s
throat, he hooks the leg with a cover.

One… Two… T–Danny rolls a shoulder up.

ROB MARTINEZ: Back and forth, back and forth, neither man with a definite advantage.

COREY TAYLOR: Freak with an advantage for now though. Freak pulls Danny back up, shoving him backwards into the corner, he climbs up, monkey flip… NO!
Danny lands on his feet, spear from Danny, no wait, he hits Freak with his shoulder, flips up catching Freak around the neck and head with his legs and
flips him over into the center of the ring. The crowd is now going wild for this match. Danny wastes no time in climbing to the top turnbuckle and waits.
Freak gets up to his feet, back to Chaos, and Danny dives with a missile dropkick sending Freak into the corner. Freak bounces out of the corner, Danny
hooks him up for a pin.

One… Two… Th–Freak gets a shoulder up and another near fall in this match; it is close to call now. Danny is up, Freak takes him down with a clothesline,
Chaos on his back. Freak with an elbow drop to Danny’s throat. Freak waits for Danny to get up, taking a breather, and Chaos obliges. Freak with a roundhouse
kick and Danny is down on his back again. Freak climbs to the top turnbuckle and a swanton bomb to Chaos, but Danny moves, Freak lands on his hands and
knees able to absorb much of the punishment that way. Danny with a boot to the face, Freak trips him up. Danny able to kick Freak in the shoulder as he
falls to the mat. Freak rolls to his back as both men are now on the canvas.

COREY TAYLOR: What else can happen?

ROB MARTINEZ: A lot of things.

Freak and Chaos are back up, Freak dives, Chaos with a small package pin.

One… Two… Freak rolls over and now Danny is pinned.

One… Two… Three.

DING! DING! DING!

COREY TAYLOR: Holy *bleep*!

ROB MARTINEZ: A surprise pin is enough!

JENNY JERSEY: Winner of the match and going to the finals of the 2009 Aerial Assault tournament….

The Freak!

The crowd get on their feet, cheering both men on because they felt that both men deserved to make it to the finals.

COREY TAYLOR: And everyone thought Ravager versus Chad Kurtis should have been the finals.

The crowd begins to boo as Cuzin’ Zeke comes through the crowd, nailing Shut Down with his horse shoe and slop bucket, Shut Down goes down in a heap and
is bloodied from the attack. Zeke lifts up the bucket, to bring it down once more before leaving up the aisle, Shut Down unconscious beside the ring.

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Jenny Jersey stands in the middle of the ring as she brings the microphone to her mouth.

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is an Aerial Assault semi-finals match and is scheduled for one fall.

“Path” by Apocalyptica hits the PA system. Ravager emerges from the back to a scattered cheers and a large chorus of boos.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first, representing New Alberta Pro Wrestling, from Brooklyn New York, weighing in tonight at two hundred ten pounds. RAVAGER!
“Cocky” by Kid Rock cues up on the PA but it can hardly be heard as the REBEL fans go nuts for “The Show” Chad Kurtis.

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent, representing REBEL Pro Wrestling, fighting out of Durham North Carolina, weighing in at two hundred thirty pounds, “THE
SHOW” CHAD KURTIS!

Both men are now in the ring standing toe to toe. Referee Dale McDonald is about to call for the bell when Chad stops him.

COREY TAYLOR: Looks like “The Show” is afraid to get this match started.

ROB MARTINEZ: I doubt that very much. Chad looks more focused than I’ve ever seen him.

Chad extends a hand to Ravager… And Ravager takes it.

COREY TAYLOR: Come on, sucker punch the cocky little bas…

ROB MARTINEZ: Hey now, there’s nothing wrong with these two showing their mutual respect for one another. Now let’s get this match started.

Dale McDonald calls for the bell and this match starts with an elbow-and-collar-tie-up. Chad with an arm drag to Ravager who rolls through it and is quickly
back on his feet. They go back in to another elbow-and-collar-tie-up, this time it’s Ravager with an arm drag. Chad quickly kips up back into a fighting
stance. They square off for another elbow-and-collar-tie-up, Chad goes for a knee but Ravager catches his leg. A dragon whip delivered to the injured leg
of “The Show”. Ravager quick to capitalize and goes for a spinning toe hold. Chad powers out of the hold with his free leg and sends Ravager face first
into the second turnbuckle. It’s Chad’s turn to capitalize as he delivers a back suplex to the stunned Ravager. “The Show” Follows it up with an elbow
drop across the chest of his fallen opponent. Chad picks up Ravager and sends him to the ropes with an Irish Whip… into a Samoan Drop.

ROB MARTINEZ: And “The Show” is taking an early advantage in this match. It seems that his ACL isn’t bothering him at all anymore.

COREY TAYLOR: It’s too early to tell but I’m going on a limb to say that “The Show” has started taking steroids.

ROB MARTINEZ: Oh would you shut up. Chad Kurtis would be the last person to need to take that kind of short cut.

Chad hits the ropes and lands a lionsault to the prone Ravager. He stays for the cover and Dale McDonald gets in position to make the count.

One…

Two… and Ravager kicks out with surprising authority.

Chad brings Ravager to his feet and sends him to the rope with another Irish Whip, no a reversal, and Chad springboards off the rope and hits the Showtime!
ROB MARTINEZ: Oh my, this one might be over early folks.

COREY TAYLOR: I’m telling you, Kurtis had to have had some chemical help to pull off a win against Ravager this quickly.

ROB MARTINEZ: And I’ll be sure to let him know your opinion on the matter.

COREY TAYLOR: You wouldn’t.

Chad back on his feet but doesn’t go in for the cover. He’s heading to the turnbuckle and starts to climb to the top. Chad leaps into a Prime Time splash
and hits hard on the mat as Ravager moved out of the way just in time. Ravager back to his feet and positions himself for the Garrotte. He Locks It In.
Chad reaching for the ropes to try to break the hold but comes up short. Dale McDonald in the perfect spot to see if Chad Kurtis submits to the hold. Chad
is manages to pull himself closer to the ropes but is still just short of reaching them. Ravager applies more pressure to the hold trying to get “The Show”
to quit however Chad is still reaching, reaching, he makes it to the bottom rope and Ravager breaks the hold out of respect. Chad slowly pulls himself
up by the ropes as Ravager kicks the back of Chad’s knee sending flipping hard back down to the canvas. Ravager grabs the hurting leg of Chad and moves
in to apply a Figure-Four. Chad too close to the ropes however and Ravager breaks the hold. Ravager grabs Chad and brings him to his feet. An Irish Whip
into the turnbuckle followed by a running knee to the mid section. Ravager lifts Chad to the top turnbuckle… Superplex, and Chad is in a bad spot here.
Ravager back to the top and… Moonsault! Dale McDonald runs to position for the cover.

One…

Two…

Thre…

ROB MARTINEZ: And Ravager is moving on to the finals.

COREY TAYLOR: No the Ref is saying it was a two count. The “Icon that ‘roids made” is still in this one.

Ravager wastes no time arguing with McDonald on his count and pulls Chad to his feet once again. Small Package by “The Show” but Ravager is out before the
one count. Ravager back on the offensive with an elbow drop to the back of Chad’s head. Ravager off the rope… a baseball slide kick to the ribs of “The
Show”. Ravager again to the top ropes… Frog Splash… Misses as Chad rolls to safety. Both men are down as Dale McDonald checks them both out to see
if they’re able to continue. Ravager is getting back up but so is Chad Kurtis, both men back on their feet. Ravager and Chad lock up. Ravager with a side
head lock into a takedown. Chad with a head scissors and Ravager kips out and up. Both men on their feet and Chad with a standing dropkick that sends Ravager
to the ground. Ravager gets up and Chad comes in hard with a spinning heel kick. Chad presses on and executes a picture perfect snap suplex.

ROB MARTINEZ: Chad has gotten his second wind in this match that has been all Ravager.

COREY TAYLOR: And we all know how he’s accomplished this.

ROB MARTINEZ: One more word and I’m telling Black what you said about his mother.

COREY TAYLOR: No, ok I’ll behave. Just don’t tell Vincent anything.

Chad bounces back up and lands a standing shooting-star press, stays for the cover. Dale McDonald in for the count.

One…

Two…

Kick-out as the hand was coming down for the three count. Chad back on the attack with a Swinging Neck Breaker. Chad pulls Ravager up and throws him into
the turnbuckle, reversal, Bluegrass Breeze hit’s Ravager square on. The Show with a cover and McDonald starts the count.

One…

Two…

Three… No. Ravager gets the shoulder up just in time.

Chad looking frustrated now as he picks Ravager and delivers an exploder suplex. Up to the top and down with a guillotine leg drop. No cover as Chad picks
Ravager back up and hits a reverse STO. Chad keeps pressing his advantage with a running low dropkick to the side of Ravager’s head. “The Show” raises
Ravager up to his feet and places his head between his knees… CK FINALE!

COREY TAYLOR: I knew all along “The Show” was going to take this one.

ROB MARTINEZ: We are going to crown a new Aerial Assault champion this year. What an awesome match we have witnessed here tonight.

Dale McDonald moves in to make the count as Chad hooks the leg for the cover.

One…

Two…

Three… No, no, no, Ravager gets his shoulder up just as McDonalds hand hits the mat.

COREY TAYLOR: I knew Chad couldn’t get the job done. Go Ravager!

ROB MARTINEZ: You sir are an idiot.

Chad Kurtis cannot believe it. He picks Ravager up again and Irish Whip’s him into the ropes… Ravager ducks under… and hooks Chad up in a back slide
pin. McDonald moves in to make the count.

One…

Two…

Three…

Ding, ding, ding.

JENNY JERSEY: And the winner of the match, and finalist in the Aerial Assault tournament… Ravager!

ROB MARTINEZ: What an incredible match. Both of these men can walk out of here with their heads held high.

COREY TAYLOR: Well Kurtis can’t, he lost it.

The crowd explodes in a chorus of boos as Vincent Black comes running out of the back holding a baseball bat. Into the ring he cracks Ravager from behind
and keeps going after Chad. Chad ducks under a swing but gets nailed with a back elbow. Black grabs Chad and tosses him over the top rope. Black to the
outside and grabs Chad. New Hope to the stairs! Vincent walks around to the announce table to grab the Carolinas title, he then walks back to the now bloody
form of Chad Kurtis. Vincent looks down at the belt, to Chad before droping it on Chad’s face.

VINCENT: I claim my rematch next week Chad, keep the belt warm for me.

Black laughs as he walks back to the lockers. Chad is out cold as medics swarm in to help him.

ROB MARTINEZ: Why Black? Why did he have to ruin this moment for both of these men.

COREY TAYLOR: That is just what you get for getting in FTC’s way. ROB MARTINEZ: Well a great match ruined at the ending with Black’s cowardly actions, but
for Jenny Jersey, Corey Taylor, Rebel Pro; I am Rob Martinez, see you at Aerial Assault 2009.

A logo of the Aerial Assault 2009 flyer fills the screen as it slowly fades away.