10/14/2008
The strip clubs in Raleigh, Asheville, Charlotte and Durham, are all starting the broadcasts. Regular bars have also contracted the REBEL closed circuit
too, and plenty of people will watch tonight’s event. But the only ones getting to see it live are the ones in Knoxville, Tennessee. The former home of
Smoky Mountain Wrestling, this hot bed for wrestling has been hearing about this ruckus little fed over in North Carolina. Tonight, they get it LIVE!
Rob Martinez stands in the ring. He looks dapper as always. But the cage that surrounds the ring, that’s a new twist.
ROB MARTINEZ: Welcome fans in attendance, and to the ones watching at their favorite watering home. We are LIVE in K-Town and tonight, we want to see some
fights!
The crowd goes crazy!
ROB MARTINEZ: A lot has gone on in a week, as several stars have left, and several stars have signed! He have FIVE BIG MATCHES, including two championship
matches.
Tonight will see inside this fifteen foot high steel cage, CUZIN ZEKE… (big pop) take on THE SHOW… (big pop) for the REBEL CAROLINAS CHAMPIONSHIP!
That’s not all, in our main event the BLACK UNDERGROUND RAILROAD, (big pop), will defend their World tag team titles against, HARDCORE ENTERTAINMENT! (booo).
And in his first public address since becoming World Champion, we will hear live from the man himself.. NICK EVERHARDT! (big pop)
All this tonight as the REBEL superstars fight battles and wage… BLOOD WARS!
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The familiar strumming banjo opening to “The Beverly Hillbillies” theme starts to play and the fans explode with cheers.
JENNY JERSEY: Weighing in at two-hundred and sixty-three pounds… He is the challenger tonight for the Carolinas title, he is CUZIN ZEKE!
Zeke walks out from the back waving at all the fans. Some reach out to touch him, and he obliges slapping hands with all those he can as he walks to the
ring. A little boy of about five or six holds out a pen and a piece of paper for an autograph; as usual he obliges signing the autograph. The crowd is
erupting in cheers for this lovable man.
“Cocky” by Kid Rock begins to play as from the back Chad comes out through the crowd with a determined, yet smiling look on his face. The crowd’s cheers
are so loud, they nearly drown out the entrance music.
JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent, weighing in at two hundred thirty pounds. He is from Paducah, Kentucky, but now resides in Durham, North Carolina… He
is the reigning REBEL CAROLINAS CHAMPION.. THE SHOW… CHAD KURTIS!
He slaps the hands of the fans nearest the entrance. He looks up at the cage that has been constructed around the ring. Walking over to the announcer’s
table, he places the Carolinas Title down; he walks up the steps and into the cage.
DING! DING!
ROB MARTINEZ: A great match set in store for you folks here tonight.
Chad and
Zeke shake hands in the middle of the ring before they begin to circle each other for the anticipated lock up. After a few seconds, the crowd cheering
the entire time for this anticipated bout, the two lock up in a traditional collar and elbow tie up.
ROB MARTINEZ: These two agreed to a cage match to keep out unwanted intruders, will it work? Only time will tell.
Zeke quickly takes control of the tie up, due to his size advantage and has Chad in a behind the back wristlock. Twisting and turning, Chad reverses the
hold, but releases the wristlock in favor of a dropkick to Zeke’s back. The much larger man stumbles forward and Chad uses the momentum by springboarding
from the middle rope with a right fist into Zeke’s temple. Zeke stumbles sideways and Chad again uses the ropes to springboard, this time with a dropkick
to Zeke’s chest. Using his power, Zeke easily manages to swat Chad away; Chad hits the mat front first and Zeke is there to take advantage. Lifting his
opponent up into the air in a gorilla press slam, Zeke drops The Show down across his knee and Chad is immediately grounded and winded.
ROB MARTINEZ: Huge display of power from Zeke there.
Bending down, Chad is picked up to his feet and is quick to scurry under the splayed legs of Zeke and hitting the ropes. Zeke is fast for a big man but
isn’t quick enough as Chad leaps into the air with a flying clothesline. The force of the blow causes Zeke to first stumble backwards then finally lose
his balance and fall to a seated position on the canvas. Bouncing to first the ropes behind Zeke then the ropes facing Zeke, Chad lands a running missile
dropkick to Zeke laying the much bigger man out.
ROB MARTINEZ: Zeke finally taken down to the mat by a modified dropkick from Chad.
Chad goes for a cover, but Zeke pushes him off before the ref can even attempt a count; the force of the push off causes Chad to roll towards the ropes
on the opposite side of the ring. Both Chad and Zeke get up and stare at each other, respect etched on their faces. They both again nod at each other heading
to the middle of the ring. As they go for another lock up, Chad is quick enough to get behind Zeke and is quickly found at the top of the corner turnbuckle,
he grins as Zeke turns around. Chad flies through the air with a huge cross body splash from the top turnbuckle, but Zeke catches him out of mid air, he
stumbles backwards slightly before righting himself and body slamming Chad to the mat. The crowd is really into this match and wanting the two to use the
steel surrounding the ring.
ROB MARTINEZ: I don’t think these two wanted the steel cage as a weapon, but more like preventive insurance.
Leaning into the ropes for added momentum, Zeke comes back and jumps up into the air with a huge leg drop across the throat of Chad, he covers for a pin,
but once again there is not enough time for the ref to get down before a kickout. Chad isn’t big enough to throw Zeke off, but manages to get a shoulder
up before the ref can even get to his knees for the count. Zeke pulls Chad back to his feet and whips him into the ropes Chad comes back with a baseball
slide through the legs of Zeke and hits the opposite ropes. Zeke turns around, but Chad is already in the air springboarding with right and left hands
at the temple of Zeke, the challenger. Chad’s attack takes down Zeke quickly enough, but Chad isn’t stopping there, he climbs to the top turnbuckle with
a moonsault onto the prone figure of Zeke.
ROB MARTINEZ: Chad is a fist of fury right now.
Chad begins his accent up the side of the cage, the steel rattling with each inch climbed upwards. The crowd is anticipating an early ending to the match,
mixed reactions on that aspect. Half the crowd is wanting Chad to win, the other half wanting Zeke to win, through the crowd, some arguments can be seen
going on about who is better; a security guard comes down to break up the fiercer of the arguments.
ROB MARTINEZ: What is Chad aiming for?
Chad is perched precariously on top of the steel cage, the part of the corner that will allow for one foot on each side of the corner, the grin on his face
is one of glee and determination. He leaps with a shooting star press, but at the last instant Zeke rolls out of the way, placing his boot right into the
face of Chad Kurtis. Chad is holding his face on the mat and Zeke is shaking his head.
ROB MARTINEZ: A high risk move, with no result favoring the champion, but it helped out Zeke a great deal.
Zeke picks up the nearly flattened form of Chad Kurtis into a fireman’s carry position, he spins around releasing the hold into a three quarter cutter;
both men go down, but Zeke doesn’t make the cover. Bouncing into the ropes, he leaps into the air driving his knee into the lower back of Chad then rolls
him over. Before Zeke can make a pin attempt, “Seek and Destroy” by Metallica blares through the speakers and out from the back walks Chad’s brother Matthew
Kurtis. Matthew makes his way down to the steel cage and looks in at the match, shaking his head at something that only he is thinking.
ROB MARTINEZ: What in the hell is he doing down here? Good thing the match is in a steel cage.
Matthew walks around to where the door is and looks at the flimsy lock as he holds it in his hand; he reaches under the ring and pulls out a pair of bolt
cutters and places the business end on the lock. The outside ref tries to stop him, stating that only he can open it, when Chad or Zeke asks for it. He
gets pushed down.
ROB MARTINEZ: Doesn’t look like it is going to keep out Matthew Kurtis.
Matthew is squeezing the two handles of the bolt together when out of the crowd comes Mikey Massacre wielding a steel chair. Matthew finishes cutting through
the lock and is pulling the ruined remains of the lock away when he is hit from behind by the chair that Mikey is carrying. Meanwhile inside the ring,
seeing that there is nothing either of them can do, Zeke has Chad up in a gorilla press slam position when he smiles seeing Mikey use the steel chair on
Matthew. Chad rolls on over catching Zeke by surprise with a reverse DDT to the mat, both men lay there breathing heavily as on the outside of the ring
Mikey and Matthew are going at it. The crowd is cheering for all kinds of action when suddenly they begin to boo loudly as out from the back comes Mark
Kingston.
ROB MARTINEZ: What is HE doing out here? Good thing they wanted this steel cage. Who’s coming out next? Maybe everybody from the looks of this.
REBEL officials are trying to get security out to the ring as Mark walks calmly down to the ringside area; he has a sadistic grin on his face. Chad begins
to climb up the side of the cage as Zeke is slowly crawling towards the now swinging door. Security finally comes down to ringside to break up the Mikey
and Matthew battle, but having their hands full, they have no choice but to leave Mark Kingston for the time being.
ROB MARTINEZ: What is he going to do?
Zeke has made it to the door and his head is out of the exit when Mark walks to the swinging door and looks at the head of Zeke. Chad has reached the top
of the cage and is beginning his climb down, noticing nothing across the ring. Mark takes his index finger and draws what looks like a bullseye circle
onto Zeke’s head before turning to the crowd smirking; he points to Zeke’s head before slamming the door repeatedly into the head of Zeke. Zeke’s head
is a bloody mess. Chad finishes his climb down and his feet touch the floor.
DING! DING! DING!
JENNY JERSEY: Winner of the match and still REBEL’s Carolina’s Champion… THE SHOW… CHAD KURTIS!
ROB MARTINEZ: The steel cage does no good as people still get involved, will anything be done about this?
Chad looks up to find Mark Kingston only a few feet away; having been inside a steel cage and a hard fought match, Chad is still ready for the confrontation.
Mark holds out his hand in a congratulatory gesture but Chad doesn’t take it. Mark walks closer to Chad with his hand still outstretched, still Chad doesn’t
take it. All of a sudden, Mark charges at Chad taking him down with a stiff clothesline followed up by pulling a steel chair out from under a fan at ringside.
Mark drops the chair for now. He pushes Chad up against the cage with a few stiff right hands before turning around and delivering the 100 proof onto Chad
on the concrete at ringside. Mark picks up the chair and is about to blast Chad, when Billy Kryenik runs out from the back. Mark exits through the crowd,
smiling and telling everyone that he WILL BE THE NEXT CAROLINAS CHAMP! Chad is bleeding some from his head. Zeke is being helped out by EMT’s as well.
ROB MARTINEZ: I’m not sure if Chad will make it back in time to wrestle again. Or if he will even have the energy to do so.
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JENNY JERSEY: The following contest is a THREE WAY DANCE, and the winner will get a World Tag Team Title shot on the November fourth show!
“Soul Bossonova” begins to play and out comes the wildly popular Great Alaskan Ninjas! They are both still a little bit sore from last weeks epic Best of
the Best finals! They walk to the ring with a purpose, and not really interacting with the fans. Shoe still poses for pictures, trying to look as sexy
as damn possible, which he has top notch sexiness all the time if you ask him about how sexy his sexy ass might be at any given time… YEAH! Inferno and
Shoe enter the ring and await their opponents.
JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first, at a combined weight of five hundred and seven pounds, the runners up in the Best of the Best tournament, SHOE… INFERNO…
THE GREAT ALASKAN NINJAS!
ROB MARTINEZ: These two men have been pissed off all week, and not over the loss to Hardcore Entertainment… no, they’re pissed over the ladder use of
Johnny of the Young Leons. They are pissed over the weapon filled melee that the Time Warp Duo fought in. They are super pissed over the promos put out
by the Time Warp Duo. Tonight they have a chance to get revenge.
Butthole Surfers charges the crowd up, as the incredibly high risk Johnny the Mormon Love Machine starts looking around the arena as he comes through the
curtain. Flippy is telling him NO! already. Perhaps Johnny is looking for a nice balcony to dive from… Ravanger limps behind the two, carrying a sign
that says.. YOUNG LEONS LOVE NASHVILLE. Too bad we’re in Knoxville. Flippy sees the sign and quickly throws it down.
JENNY JERSEY: Introducing, accompanied by Ravanger, they have a combined weight of three hundred ninety five pounds, FLIPPY MCHIGHSPOT, JOHNNY THE MORMON
LOVE MACHINE, THE YOUNG LEONS!
The crowd goes crazy, but as soon as they get in the ring, Shoe and Inferno jump the Young Leons. Jenny Jersey exits the ring. Alan Stone calls for the
bell. This match has began already.
ROB MARTINEZ: Billy Kryenik runs out to the ring, without music or an introduction as he heard the bell ring. Chad Kurtis is nowhere to be found. He might
be hurt badly after the brutal 100 proof move on the floor that Mark Kingston gave him after the cage match.
Shoe is lighting up the chest of Johnny in one corner. Inferno hits a STINGER SPLASH on Flippy McHighspot. Billy brings in a steel chair, and goes to nail
Inferno. Inferno moves as Flippy gets it in the head. He goes down to the mat. Inferno with a TORNADO DDT ON BILLY! Shoe goes to chop the chest of Johnny
but Johnny reverses it. He gets Shoe in the corner and lights him up now. Inferno gets behind Johnny and turns him around. Slap to the face, Johnny turns
and gets a slap from Shoe. He turns around and Inferno slaps him again. Johnny ducks down to avoid anymore slaps. DOUBLE ELBOW DROP ON JOHNNY! Billy is
back up however. Inferno is unaware. Billy throws him into the ropes, SUPER KICK TO THE FACE… THAT’S THE HOT SALVATION! Billy goes for a cover, and Shoe
promptly interrupts that. Flippy takes down Shoe with a nice RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX! This match is crazy. Shoe looks to be out. Flippy wastes little time
and cranks on the neck of Shoe. Shoe yells in pain, you’d think he was dying.
ROB MARTINEZ: This is a five man free for all right now. A wild scene here in Knoxville!
Johnny goes up top and tries to nail a splash on Inferno, but gets knees in the stomach. Billy gets Johnny and throws him to the outside. Billy goes after
him, and pulls out a fork from his boot. He digs it into the flesh of Johnny, cutting his forehead open. Billy licks the head, as the crowd explodes. Inferno
attacks Flippy knocking him off Shoe. Inferno has the chair and hits Flippy in the stomach with it. Flippy doubles over. Inferno places the chair under
the throat of Flippy and takes them both up, and JAMS THEM DOWN! Flippy is writhing in pain, holding onto his throat. Billy has Johnny bleeding good, but
Johnny is trying to fight back. He grabs Billy and whips him into the barricade. He comes at Billy with a Spinning Wheel Kick. Billy ducks and Johnny FLIES
OVER THE GUARDRAIL, LANDING ON SOME FANS! Billy smiles and goes under the ring, grabbing out a barbwire strand. Billy wraps it around his left arm. He
gets into the ring and goes behind Inferno… BARBWIRE SLEEPER ON INFERNO!
ROB MARTINEZ: What a sick move by Billy. The crowd is loving it though!
Shoe is up and nails Billy, prying the barbwire sleeper off. Billy swings at Shoe, who blocks it and BUTTERFLY SUPLEX! Billy is down. Shoe goes to cover
him, but hears the crowd roar. A bandaged up Chad Kurtis runs to the ring. Shoe meets him first but gets drop kicked to the mat. Flippy is up, nailed with
a DDT! Inferno tries to get up and ENZIGURI ON INFERNO! The Show is jacked up. Johnny is climbing up top. Flippy sees him and yells NOOO! Johnny goes for
a moonsault on The Show… but misses. Johnny is about to be nailed… Flippy pushes him out the way, and gets the boot to the stomach instead.. CK FINALE!
Flippy is drove into the mat. The cover… JOHNNY SAVES HIM! Billy grabs up Johnny, but gets low cut by kick to the knee by Shoe. Billy turns around…
ROCK STAR ON BILLY! The cover…
ONE!
TWO!
TH… CHAD SAVES HIM! Inferno sees the opportunity, and FIRESTAR DDT ON CHAD! Chad already has a head wound. Inferno rips off the bandage, and the blood
begins to flow. Johnny and Flippy roll to the outside taking a breather. They also are having a heated argument over Johnny’s high spots. Flippy looks
angry.
ROB MARTINEZ: The Young Leons are bickering on the outside.
Inferno yells to the crowd… YOU WANT HARDCORE.. YOU WANT TO BE ENTERTAINED? Shoe smiles his sexy smile and throws Billy into the corner… Shoe follows
with a big time shoulder block. Inferno runs over and leg lariat crushes Billy in the corner. Inferno gets something out of his boot… FIRE BALL IN THE
FACE OF BILLY KRYENIK! Billy is blinded… Shoe hits the THE OTHER FOOT on CHAD KURTIS!
ONE
TWO
THREE!
JENNY JERSEY: The Time Warp Duo have been eliminated.
Billy is being attended to by the medical staff, as Shoe kicks Chad out the ring. The Young Leons attack… NOW! They rush the ring, and nail the two Ninja
from behind. Flippy gets Inferno and throws him into the ropes… BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX! Inferno holds his back, and is in agony. Shoe knocks Johnny away
from him, and goes toward Flippy. Flippy hits a Thesz press on Shoe. He quickly locks on a cross arm breaker. Johnny goes to the top rope. Flippy tells
him again to for the love of GOD.. DON’T! He shrugs off the command, but doesn’t see Inferno get up. Inferno quickly goes over to the corner. He grabs
up Johnny and drops him RIGHT ON TO FLIPPY!
ROB MARTINEZ: Johnny isn’t making good on these high risk moves. He is addicted to the top rope though.
Inferno throws Johnny to the outside. Inferno with a cross body block on Johnny. Inferno yells out… THERE’S A BLOODY HIGH SPOT FOR YOU! Shoe and Flippy
are up and Shoe gets took down with a double leg take down. Flippy gets on the back of the squirming Shoe, laying in some hard cross face shots. Shoe collapses
down and Flippy applies a modified Bow and Arrow stretch. Shoe is yelling in pain. Inferno sees what’s going on. Johnny holds onto his leg, sacrificing
himself. Johnny takes a shot to the head. Inferno climbs on the apron. Johnny gets up, wiping the blood from his eyes. He stops Inferno from getting in
the ring. Shoe is in lots of pain. Inferno nails Johnny again. Inferno gets into the ring, but Johnny slides under the ropes, and before Inferno can get
to Flippy.. the MORMON BACKPACK! Inferno rolls around in pain. Johnny doesn’t go for the pin though. Flippy stops his Bow and Arrow stretch and tries to
talk sense into Johnny. Johnny doesn’t listen and IN GOD’S HANDS.. MISSES. Flippy shakes his head as Johnny writhes in pain. Flippy gets Inferno by the
legs. Down to Earth, his high angled Boston Crab is locked in.
ROB MARTINEZ: Will Inferno tap… nope, Shoe just nailed Flippy.
Flippy has been trying to put on a wrestling clinic but right now, it doesn’t seem to be winning him anything as Johnny tries to go up top any chance he
gets. Shoe with a snap DDT on Flippy. The cover.
ONE!
TWO!
RAVANGER IN FOR THE SAVE!
DEATH VALLEY DRIVER ON RAVANGER! He rolls to the outside in plenty of pain. Inferno is up.. Johnny goes up top again, blood draining in his eyes. Flippy
is still laying. Inferno and Shoe look at Johnny who dives… ONTO FLIPPY! He hooks the leg, and Alan Stone taps him on the shoulder and informs him that
it was his own partner. Johnny is trying to get the blood out of his eyes. He looks down and begins to pray that Flippy will be Ok. Inferno goes up top.
Shoe grabs up Johnny.. SLINGSHOT SUPLEX! INFERNO HITS THE BACKDRAFT OFF THE TOP ROPES. They both cover him as Alan Stone counts…
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
JENNY JERSEY: The winners of the match, and number one contenders for the World Tag Team Titles.. THE GREAT ALASKAN NINJAS!
Flippy is looking at Johnny, who is out in the middle of the ring. Great Alaskan Ninjas! moonwalk down the aisle way, very happy with the result. Now they
face the winner of the main event tonight.. in A SCAFFOLD MATCH!
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JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and gentlemen, our next match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first–
“I Don’t Care” by Apocalyptica kicks up as some fans cheer for, what to them is familiar face.
JENNY JERSEY: From Abbeville, Louisiana. Weighing in at two-hundred and thirty-six pounds. “THE TRAILER PARK PRODIGY” ELLIOT LANDRY!
The majority of the fans here stay fairly quiet though, as Landry makes his way down the aisle. He slides into the ring as his music dies down, and Jenny
Jersey goes to speak again.
JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent.
And “In Your Face” starts to play, causing the crowd to cheer!
JENNY JERSEY: From Coldwater, Michigan. Weighing in at two-hundred and seventy-five pounds. “THE PROTOTYPE” JOSH MARKHAM!
Sure enough, Markham appears at the top of the aisle to a decent pop from the audience as he begins his trek to the ring. He glad-hands the fans along the
way before climbing in through the middle ropes and we’re ready for action.
The bell sounds as both competitors come together in the center of the ring. Markham is towering over his opponent as they grapple with a collar and elbow
tie-up, and Markham immediately gains the upper hand by slipping around the back. He has his opponent in a rear waist lock before taking him down to the
canvas with a belly-to-back takedown. A side headlock follows as Landry is lifted back to his feet – and he fires a few elbows to the midsection of ‘The
Prototype’.
ROB MARTINEZ: The size disadvantage that Elliot Landry has here tonight may be a crucial factor in this match. Not many people want to go up against someone
as physically intimidating as Josh Markham, let alone in their return match.
Markham is forced to release the headlock as his opponent runs against the ropes– straight into a shoulder tackle! Landry falls to the mat and even manages
to kick Josh away as the big man moved towards him, all before getting back to his feet. Markham rushes towards him again, but the lightweight Landry manages
to dodge out of the way as ‘The Prototype’ suddenly finds himself against the ropes. A few rights from ‘The Trailer Park Prodigy’ find their spot, leaving
the big man reeling. Landry goes for an Irish whip before executing a drop-toe hold, and Josh finds himself strung out on the middle rope. Elliot goes
against the ropes himself, trying to build some speed up as he –slides out of the ring?
ROB MARTINEZ: Landry with a hangman on the middle rope!
Markham clambers back to his feet, but ‘The Trailer Park Prodigy’ is ready and waiting on the apron. SPRINGBOARD FLIPPING SENTON! And he takes the big man
down before going for the first cover–getting a two count before Markham powers out!
ROB MARTINEZ: The rookie, Markham appears to be having a hard time keeping up with the offense that Elliot Landry is mounting here tonight, but I suspect
there’s plenty more left to run in this match for him to show what he’s got.
Both men scramble back to their feet, Landry getting there first as he connects with a boot to the gut, doubling ‘The Prototype’ over and a swinging neckbreaker–NO!
Markham blocks with a punch to the stomach and a Northern Lights release suplex! With enough power to send Landry half way across the ring, landing somewhere
near the turnbuckle. Markham is straight back up as he lifts Elliot back to his feet and in the corner– thrusting shoulder to the gut! The crowd cheer
along as ‘The Prototype’ uses his massive figure to knock the wind out of the REBEL Pro newcomer (they’re like that sometimes) before referee Jimmy Johnson
eventually calls for the break. Markham complies with the official’s order, allowing Landry to stumble out of the corner and right into an overhead belly-to-belly
suplex! ‘The Prototype’ drops down to cover his opponent.
ONE!
TWNOOO!
Kickout by Elliot Landry!
ROB MARTINEZ: ‘The Trailer Park Prodigy’ kicks out, but Josh Markham really should have hooked the leg there.
Landry is slow to get back to a vertical base, but Markham is there to help. He pushes Landry back against the corner before the big man unleashes a ferocious
knife-edge chop to the chest – drawing a “whoo” from the Tennessee crowd! And a second, a third, fourth, fifth, sixth – each one eliciting a “thwack” as
it lands. Eventually, Markham seems to have had enough as he drags his opponent out of the corner. An Irish whip sends Landry across the ring–but the
veteran hooks his arms on the rope–and Markham charges in like a angry bull … LOWBALLED! Landry drops the top rope and ‘The Prototype’ tumbles over,
landing on the hard floor outside of the ring!
He may still be feeling those shoulder thrusts from earlier, but Elliot Landry is back on his feet. His opponent in on the outside, slowly working his way
back to a vertical base with the aid of the guard rails … So there’s only one thing for a daredevil to do. Landry runs against the far ropes–SUICIDE
DIVE!
ROB MARTINEZ: Well, that’s one way to get back into a match. And to try and get the crowd on your side!
Both men are down on the outside now. Markham is holding his back after crashing against the steel railing, Landry is just hurt. He probably wasn’t expecting
his return to the ring to be such a physically gruelling encounter. The crowd near the action are on their feet, cheering Markham on – but it’s Elliot
Landry who gets up first. He’s soon followed by Josh Markham, but the interval is enough to give Landry time to land a few more right hand shots to the
cranium before hitting the side Russian leg sw–NO! ‘The Prototype’ pushes his opponent away as Landry hits the ring apron. He staggers backwards as Markham
lifts him up for a back suplex–NO! Landry flips down the back– SIDE RUSSIAN LEG SWEEP ON THE OUTSIDE!
But Landry appears to be tiring, and fast. Markham is down, holding the back of his head, but even he’s dragging himself back up to his feet. And ‘The Prototype’
is back to a vertical base before Elliot Landry. ‘The Trailer Park Prodigy’, who has been using the ring apron to get back up, does so a few moment after
his opponent – as he gets clobbered by an axhandle to the back. Markham rolls his opponent back into the ring, sliding in himself after as the action returns
to the squared circle. The big man yanks Landry back up so he’s standing before pushing him back against the corner again. And he unleashes more shoulder
thrusts to the gut, really trying to take the wind out of the sails of his opponent. Jimmy Johnson intervenes again, forcing Markham to release his opponent
from the corner. Landry steps out from the corner as his opponent ducks behind him–TEQUILA SUNRISE! Lateral press!
ONE!
TWONOOO! Landry kicks out!
ROB MARTINEZ: There’s still some fight in ‘The Trailer Park Prodigy’ yet!
‘The Prototype’ can’t quite believe it, but Jimmy Johnson indicates a two-count with his fingers. So close. Undeterred, Markham lifts his opponent up, immediately
scooping him up onto his shoulder. He points towards the turnbuckle and gets a cheer from the audience before running towards the corner, ramming Landry
back-first against the top turnbuckle before slamming him to the mat with an OKLAHOMA STAMPEDE! Another lateral press!
ONE!
TWO!
THNOO! Only a two-count!
Again, Josh Markham looks towards the referee, but Johnson indicates the two-count again. Elliot Landry rolls towards the ropes, using them to pull himself
up as Josh Markham takes a position on the opposite side of the ring. He’s down in s three-point charge stance – just waiting for ‘The Trailer Park Prodigy’
to stand up. SPEAR BY JOSH MARKHAM–MISSES! Markham gets back to his feet–but his opponent has failed to capitalize on the opportunity–
ROB MARTINEZ: Elliot Landry just missed an open chance to get back into this match. There must still be some ring rust after such an extended break from
the ring, but right now this match is ready for the taking!
Landry turns around to face his rising opponent–SPEAR BY JOSH MARKHAM! And he hits it that time! Landry just got laid out in the ring and Josh Markham
goes for a cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
NO! FOOT ON THE ROPE!
ROB MARTINEZ: Oh, he escaped by the skin of his teeth! And Markham looks frustrated, but it’s a rookie mistake to attempt a pin so close to the ropes.
Josh Markham can’t quite believe it, but he’s ready to pull out the big guns. He stands up, pulling Landry up with him and hoisting the prone body of the
smaller Elliot Landry up onto his shoulders with little difficulty. The fans are cheering him on, preparing for the ‘INYAFACE’ as he–LANDRY ESCAPES! He
drops down the back of Josh Markham before the big man swings with a wild lariat–DUCKED! And Landry dives behind his opponent– BRIDGING GERMAN SUPLEX!
OUT OF NOWHERE! Johnson drops to count the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
ROB MARTINEZ: He’s done it! ‘The Prototype’ may not believe it, but Elliot Landry has escaped from the clutches of defeat to gain his first win in his debut
here in REBEL Pro!
JENNY JERSEY: The winner of the match… ‘THE TRAILER PARK PRODIGY’ ELLIOT LANDRY
Jimmy Johnson raises the hand of Elliot Landry as the crowd give him a round applause for the hard-fought contest. Josh Markham gets back to his feet–and
he offers a hand to Landry. A handshake between the competitors as Markham also raises the hand of his opponent.
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“Walk the Line” by Johnny Cash hits the sound system and the fans don’t know whether to applaud, cheer, boo or all three at once. So they kind of do all
three at once as a man emerges at the top of the ramp. A small man. Standing about five feet and six inches and nothing more. Weighing in about at what
a wet towel might weigh and he simply makes his way down to the ring where Rob Martinez waits patiently for him.
ROB MARTINEZ: Ladies and gentlemen, may I introduce to you, from Phoenix, Arizona, the Phoenician Pocket Rocket… VILLAIN MASK 6!
Kindly, the fans applaud as he bounces from one foot to the other, arms raised above his head and thumbing downward at himself before throwing some practice
hooks and jabs. He slips beneath the bottom rope and walks right by Martinez, in the middle of the ropes he stands on the second rope and raises his fists
high into the air.
Finally done with the show-boating he stands beside Martinez and looks as though he is giving up some serious height differentiation. Hands on his hips,
masked like a Ninja Turtle, Villain Mask 6 waits for the interview to take places.
ROB MARTINEZ: Villain Mask 6, before we get underway here let me formally welcome you to REBEL Pro.
The fans give a nice response to VM6 who shrugs and rubs the tip of his nose with his thumb, blowing off the comment. Martinez, who had poked the mic under
VM6′s nose retracts it awkwardly to get the interview underway.
ROB MARTINEZ: Villain, may I call you Villain?
VM6 looks up at him and shakes his head at him, as though he were disappointed with the way the interview were already heading.
VILLAIN MASK 6: Listen here, douche breath, may I call you douche breath? (he does not wait for Martinez’ response) You may call me the Patriarch of Phoenix.
The Grand Poobah of Arizona. But may you ever call me Villain? Pffft. You start callin’ me names, douche breath, and I’ll call you names.
ROB MARTINEZ: I was just shortening your name.
VILLAIN MASK 6: You’re making jokes about my height now? Nuh-uh! No way. This ain’t happenin’! Not to me. Dammit, not again!
Villain Mask 6 clasps his hands to the sides of his head and shakes it from side-to-side.
VILLAIN MASK 6: This CAN’T be happening. Not already.
ROB MARTINEZ: Uh… are you… alright?
VILLAIN MASK 6: NO I’M NOT ALRIGHT! AND QUITE CLEARLY I CAN’T HEAR YOU COZ MY HANDS IS OVER MY EARS, DOUCHE BREATH!
ROB MARTINEZ: But you just answered my question.
VILLAIN MASK 6: I’LL ANSWER MORE THAN YOUR DAMN QUESTION IN A MINUTE!
Villain Mask 6′s eyes light up as though he just realized something. A sly grin as though he finally realized he were being deceived overcame his face and
his index finger brilliantly assisted his deduction by wavering around.
VILLAIN MASK 6: Ooooooh! I get it now! I see what’s going on here. You’re working for them.
ROB MARTINEZ: Working for who? REBEL Pro?
VILLAIN MASK 6: Don’t play DUMB with me, douche breath. You’re workin’ for the DAMN ROACHES! AREN’T YA!
ROB MARTINEZ: I’m working for the roaches?
VILLAIN MASK 6: HE ADMITS IT! (he jumps around in the ring, pointing an accusing finger toward Martinez) Oh my God! I can’t believe you ADMIT IT! WORST
SECRET AGENT COCKROACH EVER!
Martinez looks to the fans as though he had missed something when Villain Mask 6 snatches the microphone.
VILLAIN MASK 6: Listen here, douche breath, and pass this message onto your cockroach overlords. This goes for you, them and every damn one of those schmuck
bins out back known as (VM6 does the finger quotation marks) “talent” backstage there. Not only is Fanny Tonka THE most talented wrestler in ALL of pro-wrestling
today but he’s going to prove to you ALL that the cockroach revolution will NEVER happen. Not on my watch. NOT. EVER!
Shakes his head as though he were so disgusted with everything which he were seeing right now.
VILLAIN MASK 6: How you infiltrated a pro-wrestling promotion I’ll never know… but you just be sure to tell those roaches you work for that Villain Mask
6 will NOT sit idly by until he has your championship belt. Until he has more shiny-shiny bling-bada-bling than a Sunset Boulevarde jewelry store. And
it all starts with you, douche breath!
Martinez seemed to figure where this was going and as Villain Mask 6 attempted a standing dropkick he dropped to the canvas and rolled out under the bottom
rope. VM6 attempted chase but as he got outside the ring security managed to tangle up with him. Two guards, one clutching an arm each as VM6 tried to
run in mid-air.
Wriggling and writhing, he could not set himself free and only shouted “DOWN WITH THE ROACH REBEL REVOLUTION!” as he were dragged to the back.
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JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first from Wickliffe, Kentucky. Weighing in at three hundred and thirty five pounds and accompanied by Lyndsey Valentine. He
is the “BLUEGRASS BADASS” MATTHEW KURTIS.
“Seek and Destroy” by Metallica heats up the crowd as the Badass makes his way down to the ring. The crowds giving him a mix reaction, boo’s and hisses
one moment cheers and hurrahs the next.
The big man climbs in the ring and stands smack dab center as.
“Bullet with a Name” By NonPoint replaces Metallic and the crowd starts to snarl and hiss as Mark Kingston and Cristal make there way out from the back.
JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent from Richmond, standing at six foot five and weighing in at two hundred and seventy two pounds, accompanied by Cristal. He
is MARK KINGSTON.
Kingston steps over the top ropes and stands opposite of Kurtis, Cristal and Lyndsey are on opposite sides of the ring giving each other the evil eye.
DING!
ROB MARTINEZ: Both men were involved in the opening cage match. Mikey Massacre stopped Matt from interfering, but no would could stop Mark Kingston from
doing his damage.
It’s off, Kurtis and Kingston start driving hard left’s to one another before Kingston reaches out and grabs a handful of Matt’s hair and drives his face
right in to his forehead. Matt grabs the back of Kingston’s head and returns the favor, followed by an Irish whip into the ropes, Kingston bounces of and
runs right in to the Yakuza Kick sending the big man down with a crash.
Matt walks over and starts to boot stomp Kingston, Kingston manages to catch Matt’s foot and take him down, rolls over gets on top and begins to hit away.
ROB MARTINEZ: These two men are exchanging be shots right now. Like a street brawl in the ring.
One, two, three, four, five… Matt manages to grab a hold of Kingston’s head and smash his forehead into it again. Kingston backs off, one hand on his head,
the other he is using to get up with. Matt is to his feet now he grabs Kingston from behind and goes for the atomic drop But Kingston plants his feet firmly,
Matt heaves but Kingston isn’t going anywhere. He heaves one more time and almost gets it but Kingston leans forward and drops back on to the mat, he breaks
out of Matt’s hold turns around and before you know it Kingston is down at the hands of a Spinebuster.
The fans cheer for that one as Cristal is on the outside screaming at Matt trying to keep him distracted as Kingston makes his way to his feet. Valentine
tries to warn him but its to late, Matt turns around to the BIG BOOT and gets knocked right out of the ring. Cristal starts bitch slapping him it doesn’t
take long before Valentine is all over her, and it’s a CAT FIGHT!
ROB MARTINEZ: These broads are scrapping out here. This is insane!
The fans are cheering and hollering in hopes that maybe some clothes might get ripped of.
“SHOW US THE BOOBIES! SHOW US THE BOOBIES” Chant starts.
And like that the Catfight is over, no boobies… and Valentine was just there long enough for Matt to slip away. Kingston looks over the ropes to where
Matt WAS! Kingston looking confused as we see Matt come out the other side of the Ring with a CHAIN IN HIS HAND. He climbs back into the ring and sneaks
up on Kingston, he whips the chain around his throat and start to strangle him. Kingston fighting it. He drops to one knee still fighting it, his hand
goes down on the mat and Matt pulls harder. Matt loosens his grip and grabs Kingston by the back of the head and begins to smash his face off the mat.
It only takes three solid hits and Kingston is bleeding every where. Kurtis picks him up and goes for the BLUEGRASS BOMB! But can’t get it, Kingston begins
to stand up taking Matt with him and sends him crashing to the ground. The bloody Kingston leaking all over the ring turns around and applies The Kingston
Clutch. Matt is in some serious trouble now, and Kingston looking for a little pay back from the Chain. He reams as Matt screams out in pain as Kingston
reams back harder and harder with a smile on his face.
ROB MARTINEZ: Just a big nasty fight right now.. and no clothes off the girls. Rex has to be in the back looking sad.
The crowd is back to all snarls and hisses now, they get louder with every scream from Matt’s mouth. Cristal slides a Steel Chair in to the ring Kingston
releases his hold and leaves the limp Kurtis on the mat. He backs off grabs the chair and waits for Matt to get to his feet. Valentine trying to warn him
but hateful boos from the fans make it hard to hear anything. Matt is to his feet and turns around as Kingston swings Kurtis drops to the mat just missing
the wicked Chair shot, Kingston spins around he swung it so hard and turns back to Matt and begins to walk towards him holding the chair looking to do
some damage.
Valentine out of now where latches on to Kingston’s back and begins to slap and punch doing little to no damage but it gives Matt enough time to get to
his feet. Kingston grabs Valentine off his back and tosses her aside, turning his attention back to Matt who quickly reacts with another spinebuster, chair
flying out his hands. Kurtis lets Kingston get to his feet and just as he stands full erect Kurtis grabs him by the throat and CHOKE SLAM right on to the
steel Chair, Kingston rolls around the mat holding his back in pain.
ROB MARTINEZ: This match could be over with that move!
The fans pop for that one right there, but it isn’t long before Kingston is up with the Chair in his hand he charges Kurtis tosses him the Chair BIG BOOT.
Kurtis is down. Kingston is waste no time and goes for the pin.
Only a one count as Matt had a foot on the rope. Kingston and Matt both to their feet now, Kingston face covered in blood as he goes to wipe it out of his
eyes. Matt nails him with another big clothesline then grabs the chair. Kingston is up but not for long WHAM! A spray of blood floats threw the air. Matt
tosses the chair aside and goes for the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
THREEE….NOOOOOOO
Kingston manages to get the shoulder up, Matt looks furious he backs off letting Kingston get to his feet. Matt approaches the dazed Kingston, but apparently
not as dazed as we thought he whips Matt into the ropes and is going for The Richmond Lariat Matt dodges it they both bounce of the ropes again come back
and each man delivers a BIG BOOT. Both men are down, Cristal is on the outside cheering Kingston on trying to get him up and Valentine is doing the same.
The fans are all cheering for that one. Matt is the first to start moving as he crawls his way over slowly getting to his feet and the bloody Kingston is
still motionless. Kurtis to his feet when all of a sudden Cuzin Zeke starts making his way to the ring.
Kurtis turns his attention to Zeke giving Kingston enough time to grab Matt and wrap him up in the small package.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
JENNY JERSEY: And your winner via pin fall he is MARK KINGSTON!
Zeke is in the ring and he begins to attack the already beaten Kingston, making him bleed more and more. Zeke is bandaged up and wanting tons of revenge
for what Kingston did. The crowd explodes as someone is coming down the aisle. Matt cant believe what just happened, he goes to grab Zeke and just as he
places his hand on his shoulder he gets tapped on his.
He turns around to none other then
“THE SHOW”
The fans go wild as Chad begins to lay in to his brother Matt, it is pure chaos right now. Kingston has turned the tables around and is now on top of Zeke,
blood pouring like a river from his face almost drowning Zeke, Chad and Matt are going at it strong, Chad nails on hell of a punch and sends the already
beaten Matt stumbling backwards. Mikey Massacre is out in the ring now too charging Matt Kurtis. Chad just reacts and CK FINALE ON MIKEY! The other four
men are beating the living hell out of one another. Mikey is trying to get up. CHAIR TO THE HEAD OF CHAD. Then to Chad’s brother. Zeke and Kingston brawl
to the outside. Security rushes the ring it takes dam near fifteen of them little rent a cops to break this thing up.
ROB MARTINEZ: Chad Kurtis has three guys who wants his belt. Zeke wants to get revenge on Kingston. Kingston wants to be Carolinas champ. Matt Kurtis wants
that too. Mikey, who the hell knows why Mikey got involved, but he is a former Carolinas champ. Rex has a mess with these five men.
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JENNY JERSEY: The following match is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the REBEL Pro World Tag Team Championship!
“Reign of Terror” by Sabaton plays, and the fans give the challengers a chilly reception. Needless to say, they will NOT have the love and support of the
crowd.
JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first, the challengers! They weigh in at a total combined weight of five hundred and ninety one pounds: Vincent Black and the
Ragin’ Redneck Bubba J: HARDCORE ENTERTAINMENT!!
Bubba grabs a beer from a ringside fan (who doesn’t look too happy about it, but wisely doesn’t fight back) and chugs it back. Black smirks at the front
row fans who try and jeer them, but really, his focus is on the ring entrance, and the men who hold the titles he wants so much…
I GET BY WITH A LITTLE HELP FROM MY FRIENDS
And now the fans are on their feet as the Champs make their way to the ring!
JENNY JERSEY: And their opponents, accompanied to the ring by Lady Sparks. They weigh in at a total combined weight of four hundred and eight pounds: “The
Assman” Mike Trey! Stone Zellor! They are the REBEL Pro World Tag Team Champions: THE BLACK UNDERGROUND RAILROAD!
ROB MARTINEZ: Before this match, Rex Caliber informed both teams of a small rule change. In all regular World Tag Team Title matches, the use of tags to
determine legal men are to be used. Besides that, anything still goes. An executive decision apparently made to bring the “tag” back to the tag team titles
in REBEL.
Trey gives a wiggle for the ladies, but Zellor is focused on the men in the ring. He climbs in, never taking his eyes off of Black or Bubba. Referee Dale
McDonald takes the belts from the champs and holds them up for the fans to see. Black goes to his corner, Zellor to his own. Assman and Bubba J face off,
and McDonald calls for the bell! They lock up, but Bubba doesn’t feel like wasting time, as he gets an arm free and lays in with a series of punches. Trey
is stunned, and Bubba hauls off and delivers a haymaker… Trey ducks it, then slips behind and gets a backslide! The Ragin Redneck’s shoulders are on
the mat! One.. two.. Bubba kicks out, and hits a clothesline on a rising Assman! He goes down, Bubba hits the ropes and comes back with an elbow! And now
he covers! One.. two.. Trey kicks out! Bubba hauls Assman to his feet and whips him to the ropes! He catches Trey on the rebound with a big boot… Trey
ducks it, catches Bubba’s knee with a stiff kick! Bubba stumbles, and Trey kicks the other leg! He alternates kicking one leg, then the other as the fans
cheer him on, then he catches Bubba with a snapmare driver! Bubba taken down hard, and Trey goes for the cover! One.. two… The Ragin Redneck kicks out
at two! Zellor now calling for the tag!
ROB MARTINEZ: The champs can’t afford to make any mistakes here. Hardcore Entertainment already has one win over them. They lose tonight, they lose the
title gold!
Trey drags Bubba to the BUR corner, and tags in Zellor. They both hook Bubba up, and nail the tandem Fishermen’s Suplex! And now Zellor with a cover! Black
is in to break it up before McDonald can even get down on the mat. McDonald chastises him, but Black just shrugs his shoulders as if to say “So What?”
Zellor nails him upside the head with a punch, and Black responds with a punch of his own. McDonald tries to get between them, but then Bubba smartly rolls
up Zellor with a schoolboy! One.. two… Zellor kicks out, and is on his feet in a flash… Black with a two handed chokeslam to Zellor! Trey is in to
help, as he nails Black with a European Uppercut, but the big man barely budges! McDonald gets between them and manages to get Black to his corner. Bubba
stomps away on Zellor, until Trey turns him around and hip tosses him to the mat! McDonald finally gets some order, as Trey is sent out of the ring, and
Bubba tags in Vincent Black. Zellor rolls over to Trey and tags him in. Trey goes for a lock up, but Black boots him in the gut and clubs him with hard
forearms to the back. Trey is beaten down to one knee, and Black sets him up for a powerbomb! He lifts him up, but before he can slam him back down Trey
floats over and catches him in a backslide… Black powers out of it, and manages to lift Trey up for a Crucifix bomb! Trey wriggles free of the hold,
and manages to get to his feet and then hook on a Russian Leg Sweep! Black is too big for that, and he hip tosses the Assman hard to the mat. Trey is close
to his corner, and he reaches out to tag in Zellor…
ROB MARTINEZ: Oh come on! There was no need for that! Even in a match this big!
Bubba races in and clobbers Zellor, knocking him to the floor! Black takes Trey down with a spinebuster! Then he and Bubba haul the Assman up and nail him
with a double backbreaker drop! Hardcore Entertainment put the boots to the Assman. Until Zellor slips back into the ring with something Lady Sparks slipped
him…
CLANG
ROB MARTINEZ: I think Stone found a counter for Black’s size advantage…
Stone Zellor has a chair, and he’s chopping the big man down to size! Black nailed upside the head, and now Zellor brings the chair down across his back!
Bubba tries to intervene, but he gets a head shot for his trouble! Black is staggered, but he’s not down yet. Stone rears back and clobbers Black with
one more shot that gets his knees wobbly, and Trey nails him with a Spinning Bulldog! Black finally goes down, and Assman covers! One.. two… Bubba breaks
up the cover! Trey nails Bubba with a European Uppercut and send Bubba over the top rope to the floor! Zellor calls Trey over, as Black is to his feet.
They both nail him with a boot to the gut… Double Bulldog! Black taken down, and Trey covers! One.. two… Black kicks out! The champs looks surprised,
and Zellor picks up the chair, ready to do some more damage… Bubba reaches in and grabs the ankle of Zellor, and drags him out of the ring! Trey goes
for an Oklahoma Roll on Black… Black holds on to the legs of Trey… He keeps hold while he rises to his feet… and then falls back with a Samoan Drop!
He goes for a cover! One.. two… Black gets a chair hucked at his head! Zellor fought his way to the ring apron, and he saves the match with a well placed
chair! But the Ragin Redneck pulls Stone off the apron, and the two men fight on the floor! Bubba fires away with rights and lefts, and Stone seems to
be reeling… Bubba whips Zellor towards the guard rail… Stone reverses and Bubba crashes into the railing! Stone climbs back onto the ring apron and
calls for Trey to tag him into the match! Trey makes the long crawl to the corner, but Black grabs Trey by the boot and hauls him towards center ring.
Black is bleeding from the forehead, but his anger is keeping him alert and angry. He drags Trey to his feet and nails him with a pumphandle slam! Bubba
has made his way back to his corner, and gets tagged in by Black. They nail Trey with a double shoulder arm breaker! Bubba goes for a cover! One.. two…
Trey with his foot on the bottom rope! Bubba is furious as he argues with McDonald! Trey uses the diversion to crawl towards his corner. Black sees what’s
happening and steps over the top rope. McDonald stops Black from getting in the ring, but Trey is able to make the tag! Zellor is in.. But McDonald sends
him back to his corner!
ROB MARTINEZ: Referee McDonald didn’t see the tag! A bad break for the champs!
Indeed. Bubba drags Trey to center ring and stomps him repeatedly in the chest. He hits the ropes and comes back with a huge stomp… Trey catches Bubba’s
foot, and now he’s scored a takedown, and hooks Bubba up with a single leg crab! Black races in to break it up with a clothesline… Trey ducks, and Black
finds himself in the BUR corner, where Zellor low bridges him and Black tumbles to the floor! Trey tags in Stone, who goes to the top rope, and comes off
with a flying elbow to Bubba! And he connects! McDonald is there to make the count! One.. two.. Black grabs Stone’s foot and pulls him out of the ring!
Stone goes after Black with punches, but they don’t do much against the big man… Trey from the ring apron with a diving clothesline! Black staggers…
Stone to the ring apron, and he comes off with a flying forearm! Black is still staggered, but does not go down! Trey with a dropkick to the knee! And
Zellor has another chair, and he looks ready to haul off and… Bubba is on the floor, and he grabs the chair before Zellor can swing! Stone gets a boot
to the gut, and now Bubba has the chair, and he bends it over Stone’s head! Trey gets a shot as well, and now the champs are hurting! Stone Zellor bleeding
from a cut above his eye as Bubba tosses him back into the ring. He follows him in, and now he grabs Stone by the hair and pulls him off the mat. He cocks
his fist and starts to grind his knuckles into the open wound, trying to draw more blood. And now he’s punching at the cut, trying to open it up even more!
McDonald tries to check the wound, but the Ragin Redneck won’t relent his assault. McDonald grabs Bubba by the arm… and winds up with an elbow to the
jaw, knocking him to the mat! The ref is down, and Bubba turns his attention to see who he hit… Assman back in the ring, and he catches Bubba with the
Ass- Assassination! The fans pop huge as Bubba is taken down! Zellor drapes an arm over Bubba for the cover, but McDonald is still dazed from the shot
he took! Finally he clears the cobwebs and slides over to make the count! One… two… Bubba lifts his shoulder!
ROB MARTINEZ: Bubba had JUST enough time to recover. A few less seconds for McDonald to make the count, this would have been over!
Zellor looks disappointed. As far as we can tell with all the blood on his face. He goes to tag in Trey, who steps into the ring and looks ready to go to
work on Bubba… Black is back in! He brushes off McDonald and boots Trey in the gut, and now he hauls him up for The New Hope! Zellor back in and he chop
blocks Black’s knee! Black drops Trey, Zellor nails Black with a discus clothesline! Trey follows that up with a European Uppercut! And now both BUR members
with a dropkick, and Black is sent into the ropes! Stone is handed something from Lady Sparks, can’t quite tell what it is. Trey with a running forearm
to Black keeps him off balance… We finally see what Stone has. It’s handcuffs, and Black gets cuffed to the top rope. Stone hauls off and punches Black
a few more times, not noticing Bubba, who has snuck up behind and nails him with a low blow!
ROB MARTINEZ: Not the smartest thing to do to Stone Zellor!
Bubba is stunned, as he connects with the Balls of Steel! Stone hauls off and nails the Pimp Slap! Bubba staggers back… Trey with the Ass Cracker! And
Zellor goes to the top rope, and he comes off with a Diving headbutt! The fans are on their feet as Trey (the legal man) makes the cover! Black is trying
to reach over and help, but he’s cuffed and can’t quite reach!
ONE!! TWO!! THREE!!
JENNY JERSEY: Here are your winners, and STILL REBEL Pro Tag team champions: The Black Underground Railroad!
Zellor and Trey celebrate as they’re handed the belts. Stone grabs his rather possessively, and Trey looks more than satisfied to put his belt over his
shoulder. Black looks enraged at how things turned out, but all that matters right now is the REBEL Tag division is hotter than ever.
And The Black Underground Railroad is still on top. For now…
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JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and gentlemen, coming to the ring at this time, the NEW REBEL WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION…NICK EVERHARDT!
“Heretics and Killers” blasts through the arena speakers as the fans all stand to their feet and cheer. Nick Everhardt appears from behind the entrance
curtain, and the cheers get louder. He wears faded blue boot cut jeans and a light blue official unofficial “Hardt Attack” t-shirt. The REBEL World Title
is draped over his shoulder.
ROB MARTINEZ: Man does it feel great seeing a guy like Nick Everhardt with that belt! I’m just going to sit back and be a fan for the next few minutes while
we listen to what the champ has to say.
He stands at the entrance way, soaking in the energy, before making his way to the ring. As he walks down the isle, he slaps hands with a few fans. He climbs
into the ring, and Jenny Jersey hands him a microphone.
EVERHARDT: Thank you, thank you. You guys are too kind. How does that belt look? Doesn’t it just look too pretty? Wow. I’m still pinching myself thinking
that I’m about to wake up from this dream come true. Truth be told, if I am dreaming then I never want to wake up. Tonight marks my first appearance as
the REBEL Heavyweight Champion, so I know a lot of people expect me to come out here and do a little celebration promo about my great victory. Truth by
told, that WAS the original plan. But like all things in life, things can change in the blink of an eye. So while I’d love to come out here, uncork the
champagne, and have a little party, I’m taking things in a different direction.
Some fans have puzzled looks on their faces. Whispers can be heard throughout the crowd as Everhardt continues.
EVERHARDT: For the past few weeks, Paul Jarvis had a lot of things to say about yours truly. A lot of them weren’t very nice, either. He said I was too
much of a cookie cutter fan favorite. He said I had no passion. He said I was a boring, emotionless zombie. Well tonight I’m in a good mood, so I am finally
going to oblige Paul Jarvis. I’m going to wear my heart on my sleeve and let a little emotion seep through to the surface. Paul, I hope you’re out there
listening somewhere, because this is for you. Last week I ignored a lot of what you had to say. I had to. I knew that if I let you get under my skin like
you had done to so many before me, I wouldn’t be standing here with this belt. I knew that if you had already won the mental aspect of the match before
we had even stepped through those curtains that I didn’t have a chance in hell at beating you. I knew that, Paul, so I didn’t give you the satisfaction
of replying to the crap that was coming out of your mouth.
EVERHARDT: Fortunately for you, or unfortunately really, the match is over and the belt is around my waist. So now you and everyone else can hear what I
really think. Jarvis, you’re arrogant. You’re brash. You’re cocky. But more often than not you backed up your words when you were in that ring. So you
could justify all the garbage you were spewing. It didn’t work out that way last week, though, did it Paul? No, your plan didn’t work, and it cost you
this belt. This belt, that you will NEVER come close to again.
A light “Everhardt!” chant starts up throughout the crowd, but dies down quickly as he continues.
EVERHARDT: Ladies and gentlemen, I’d love to be out here to announce when I’m going to get a chance to get back in that ring to defend my title against
Paul Jarvis. I’d love to be able to tell you the time and place and even unveil some great new match concept for Jarvis/Everhardt Part Two. But I won’t
have that chance. You see, shortly after our match, Paul Jarvis decided to show his true colors. Rather than being a MAN and owning up to his loss, Paul
decided to tuck his tail between his legs and run. That’s right everyone, Paul Jarvis quit. He’s done. He couldn’t hang with the big boys, so he’s running
away scared. What happened, Paul? After months of hearing you talk about how great you are, why give up when the going gets tough? I’ll tell you why. It’s
because you’re nothing but a spineless waste of oxygen. You’ve got no heart. You’ve got no soul. You lost your match, and now the last image the fans will
have of you etched in their memories is watching the “miracle worker” throw a tantrum in the middle of the ring. That’s the real Paul Jarvis. Not the guy
that had churches protesting our events. Not the guy that beat some of the top guys on our roster. No. The real Paul Jarvis doesn’t have the balls to own
up to his losses. The real Paul Jarvis would rather skip town than have to live with the consequences of his actions.
“Paul’s a Pussy!” chants fill the arena. A smirk appears on Everhardt’s face as he stands back for a few moments to let the fans express their opinions.
EVERHARDT: Well Paul, you wanted some emotion. How does it feel? Is this what you tried to get out of me last week? Is this the edge you wanted? Well I
hope you’re satisfied. You know, there were guys in the back that warned the owners not to hire you. I won’t name any names, but those guys told the bosses
what would happen if they put money into the pockets of a guy like you. I guess you proved every one of those guys right, didn’t you Paul? You see, Paul,
the truth is you wasted the money of the ownership. You took money out of the pockets of guys that actually WANT to be here. You’ve stolen money from people
that actually have a passion for the wrestling business! I don’t care what kind of publicity you got for this company through your controversial behavior.
The fact of the matter is signing you was the biggest mistake this company ever made. When the history books are written, and people see the list of REBEL
Champions, they’ll come across your name and wonder “who the hell is that guy?” because you were nothing but a blip on the radar — just a minor detour
on this company’s path to the top.
EVERHARDT: You know the worst thing about it? I beat you with a crucifix pin out of no where. I didn’t even have a chance to hit you with a Hardt Attack.
To a lot of guys, my win could be considered a fluke because of that fact. But now, now that everyone has seen the real Paul Jarvis, I won’t have the chance
to prove that this belt belongs around my waist. I won’t have the opportunity to show everyone that I really did earn this belt. You stole that from me,
Paul. And to think, you had the audacity to shake my hand before the match started. If I would have known what a true coward you are, I would have never
offered you that sign of respect.
EVERHARDT: It’s funny. Even with this guy out of the company, somehow he still finds a way to make sure he is what everyone is talking about. It makes me
sick to my damn stomach. So I promise, from here on, no more talk about he-who-shall-remain-nameless. I’ve got two more issues to talk about, and then
you can all go home to your families and spread the word about the amazing wrestling show you were just a part of. Number one, I want to make something
very clear to every fan in this building and every guy in that locker room. I have this belt around my waist, but I refuse to have some delusional belief
that I’m the best wrestler on the roster. This belt is the top prize in REBEL, but to me it represents one win against one man on one night. There are
at least twenty guys back there chomping at the bit to get a title shot. And most of them deserve it. Especially guys that own victories over me like Chad
Kurtis. I won’t go down the whole list, but you can damn well bet that I can’t wait to get them in the ring and continue to see where I stack up. I welcome
all challengers. Anyone who wants a shot should make his way to the back office and let himself be heard.
EVERHARDT: And now we’ve reached the point of the show where a few people get alienated. Now I’m going to do something that some of you aren’t using to
seeing out of Nick Everhardt. Hell, I might even hear a few boos. But I’ve just got to get this off my chest. I’ve just got to put it out there. So I want
every guy that is still in that locker room to listen up closely. This doesn’t necessarily apply to all of you, but you should all pay attention. For the
past few months, there have been a bunch of you whose mouths wrote checks that your asses couldn’t cash. When he-who-shall-remain-nameless came into that
locker room and started rubbing everyone the wrong way, a lot of you immediately attacked him verbally. You talked about how bad he was in that ring. You
told him that if you just had one shot at him you would shut him up for good. Now, yes, there were some of you that never had the chance to back up your
talk. But a lot of you did get your shot at him, and you fell flat on your damn faces. And even after the fact your mouth kept running. You were in the
ear of every challenger he faced. Eventually, you made it to my ear and you begged me to slay the dragon. You implored me to end his reign of terror. You
pleaded with me, and while your attention should have been focused on other opponents and other matches you STILL made time to verbally berate him.
EVERHARDT: Well, simply put, you’re welcome. I did what you clearly weren’t cut out to do. You’re welcome, and I don’t ever want to hear you asking for
my help again. The next time a bully comes around our block, you’ve got two choices. You can keep your damn mouth shut, or you can do something about it
yourself. I’m not going to be the guy everyone turns to for help. I’ve got enough on my plate as it is. I don’t need every guy in that locker room turning
to me for help when the going gets tough. Let these past few months be a lesson to you. Speak with tact. Choose your words carefully. And for the love
of God, let your actions in that ring speak for you.
Everhardt drops the mic as his music kicks back up. The fans begin cheering again as he exits the ring. Everhardt takes the time to walk all the way around
the ring, stopping to share a few words with every fan at ringside who wants it. The fans continue to show their appreciation as Everhardt makes his way
back up the isle and disappears behind the entrance curtain.
ROB MARTINEZ: He will defend his belt at the Underground on the twenty fifth of October, but we don’t know who will get that shot. Thanks for joining us,
and we will see you in Durham!