American Anarchy 2008 06/03/2008

06/03/2008
The broadcast begins with cameras scrolling through the live audience in attendance at REBEL Arena. The crowd is on their feet, frantically cheering for
what promises to be a spectacular event. The show has sold nearly five hundred seats in the arena, as well as about three hundred watching on the closed
circuit broadcast. The energy in the arena is electric as Rob Martinez makes his way towards the ring wearing a casual business suit. As he enters the
ring and grabs a microphone from an official on the outside, the crowd dies down to hear what he has to say.

ROB MARTINEZ: Raleigh, North Carolina…are you ready for extreme?!

The crowd erupts in a deafening cheer as the cameras once again scroll through the audience showing just how excited the fans are to see tonight’s show.
ROB MARTINEZ: REBEL promises extreme for all of the fans in attendance, and all of the fans watching on the closed circuits! Tonight, REBEL will show all
of you exactly what you want! Mayhem…destruction….and ANARCHY!

The fans erupt in cheers again as Rob continues to speak.

ROB MARTINEZ: Before we get to the matches you are in store for tonight, I would like to take this moment to tell everyone that Rick Garrett is not here
tonight. We have also learned that in the next few weeks, there will be an announcement regarding a commissioner assigned to take over for the summer!
The crowd gives a mixed reaction to the announcement.

ROB MARTINEZ: With that said, we will have three championships on the line tonight! We will see The Black Underground Railroad defend the World Tag Team
Championship against the team of John X Core and Nick Everhardt!

A chant begins in the crowd as the arena erupts with the word “MASSACRE”!

ROB MARTINEZ: You want a massacre?! Well, we’ll have one tonight! There will be blood! There may even be broken bones! Tonight, we will see Mikey Massacre
defend the Carolinas Championship against Manny X…in an AMBULANCE MATCH!

The crowd is on their feet chanting.

ROB MARTINEZ: And for the first time ever…we will see “LDK” Lloyd Rees defend the World Heavyweight Championship in a four way dance! It will be “LDK”
Lloyd Rees taking on “The Devastator” Kurt Castle…Stylin’ Kyle Roberts…and Thomas Young!!!

The crowd chants “LDK”.

ROB MARTINEZ: So, Raleigh…are you ready?! I hope you are…because we’re going to see some American wrestling…and some AMERICAN ANARCHY!!!

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

“Peace of Mind” by Boston plays, bringing to the ring Galactix with Rosie Cheeks! The crowd gives him a mild ovation.

JENNY JERSEY: Accompanied to the ring by Rosie Cheeks, he weighs two-hundred and nineteen pounds! From London England… this is GALACTIX!

The G-Man and the Cheekster hit the ring. Dump Boston, cue up Queens of the Stone Age! The crowd rises to their feet and cheers hard for the #1 Contender!
JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent! Weighing two-hundred and twenty-one pounds, from Reno Nevada! He is the #1 Contender to the REBEL Pro World Heavyweight
Title… “DIAMOND” DERRICK STEELE!

ROB MARTINEZ: The #1 Contender fast becoming one of REBEL Pro’s most popular wrestlers, and in just two weeks he will challenge for the NAPW title at what
has to be called home turf, from the REBEL Pro wrestling school at REBEL Underground!

MURCIELAGO: You need to stop sayin’ REBEL so damn much in one sentence. This is just a warm-up match for Diamond Derrick, Martinez, call it like it is.
He’ll take of Galactix no problem, though not as easy as if I was in there.

ROB MARTINEZ: Galactix really an up-and-coming wrestler, hasn’t had a lot of success… his only win is thanks to “The Show” Chad Kurtis. I don’t expect
he’ll be much work for the veteran Steele!

DING DING DING! Collar-and-elbow tie-up, won easily by the veteran “Diamond” Derrick Steele. He locks into a side headlock, countered by Galactix into a
hammerlock, countered blindingly fast by Steele into one of his own! Galactix barely registered what was happening and them WHAMMO, reversed. Steele moves
from the hammerlock into a side headlock, headlock takeover and Galactix is grounded. He forces his way to his feet, Steele holding on the headlock, Galactix
runs up the turnbuckle and flips out behind Steele. Dropkick! Steele hits the turnbuckle chest first, Galactix with a school-boy gets a two-count! Steele
gets up, Galactix doesn’t waste any time hitting another dropkick. Steele getting up, Galactix off the ropes with a spinning heel kick that takes Steele
down. Another cover, another two count.

ROB MARTINEZ: I’m as shocked as you are, fans, Galactix with a couple near-falls on the #1 Contender to the World Heavyweight championship. Could Derrick
Steele be looking past Galactix to that title match in two weeks at REBEL UNDERGROUND?

MURCIELAGO: Rob, everything shocks you, the price of gas, kids cursing, you ain’t a *BLEEP* hard man. But hell, this *BLEEP* Galactix, Derrick Steele better
get his mind in the match or he’s gonna walk out a loser. And losers don’t win world championships, hear me?

Steele whipped to the ropes, shoulderblocks Galactix down! Steele off the ropes again, Galactix drops down, rebound, leapfrog by the G-Man, this time Steele
comes off into a hip-toss, countered Steele, bends Galactix over, leg over head, BACKFLIP by Steele, Galactix looks up, momentarily disoriented. He eats
a dropkick to the face by a standing Steele. That was picture perfect. Galactix gets up, snap suplex by Steele… then it’s a high diving knee right to
the chest. Galactix groans in pain and tries to cover himself, but Steele hooks a leg, two count by the referee. Steele picks Galactix up, irish whip to
the turnbuckle. Body press NOBODY HOME! Steele wobbles, and Galactix hits a dropkick to the braced left knee of Derrick Steele!

MURCIELAGO: Now that’s what a man has to do, take out that shit. It’s a *BLEEP* target. I woulda been on that five minutes ago but Galactix is getting it.
ROB MARTINEZ: Derrick Steele wears that brace as a result of a serious leg injury which ended his career, seemingly for good, ten years ago. Not even Derrick
Steele knows how well that knee is going to hold up against the rigors of wrestling a full schedule again!

Galactix has Steele on the mat, drives his own knee into the #1 Contender’s. Steele shows some pain, Galactix does it again. This shaggy-haired kid, cheered
on by Rosie Cheeks on the outside, is going to do what it takes to win without being a dickhead at any rate. Galactix picks up Derrick Steele, throws some
forearms, then tries to sweep the legs out. Steele locks in a front face-lock to counter, showing the veteran instinct. He hooks it into a guillotine choke!
Galactix flails his arm, could this right here end the match? No, Galactix able to get his toe on the bottom rope. Steele releases the hold and tries to
grab Galactix, but a sudden sweep kick lands him flat on his back! Galactix grabs the leg and twists it, knee drop! And once again! Steele holding the
knee in pain here as Galactix grabs the leg, yanking it up and driving the knee into the canvas. Steele having a hard time getting to his feet… and Galactix
goes to the top rope! Steele almost up, Galactix waits… Steele stands tall!

MISSILE DROPKICK!

Steele leaps up and hits his own dropkick to the mid-section of the flying Galactix! Both men are down! The counter saved Steele, but didn’t do his knee
any favors. Referee begins a standing ten count, each man trying to get some air, some energy back into his body. By six they’re stirring. Seven. Eight.
And they’re both up. Galactix comes in with a lariat, Steele ducks, whip around —

ROB MARTINEZ: ENZIGURI BY GALACTIX! COVER! ONE! TWO! THSHOULDER UP! We almost had an upset right there!

MURCIELAGO: The key word being “almost” Rob Martinez. Almost ain’t get you “shit,” I almost won the World Title, you think that made a man happy? Shit.
Steele is in a bad way as the crowd is DEEPLY into this. They don’t know who they want to win now! The underdog or the favorite! Galactix grabs Steele for
a piledriver, Steele limping… No! He somehow finds the will to backdrop out, falling down to one knee in the process. Galactix is up first and begins
to Shake, Rattle, & Roll with the punches to Steele, southpaw blows! He hits Shake, He hits Rattle, but Steele sidesteps Roll and delivers a sickening
snap DDT! Galactix is down, no cover by Steele? He gets up, favoring the leg, but a “steely” glare on his face! Diamond Derrick looks out at the crowd…
AND PULLS DOWN THE STRAPS.

CROWD HEAD ASPLODE!

Steele waits for Galactix to get up, poised, ready for the kill! The G-man gets up, Steele snatches him up for the BRAINBUSTER — Galactix flips out! SITDOWN
NECKBREAKER! Steele is down! COULD IT BE THE UPSET! Galactix to the top rope…

GALACTIX SPLASH!

NOBODY HOME!

Diamond Derrick hauls the dazed Galactix up, BRAINBUSTAHHHHHH DANGEROUSSSSS! TO THE TOP! Steele points to the crowd, back to Galactix, then leaps backwards
in a beautiful BLUE MOONsault! Full contact made, leg is hooked for ONE, TWO, THREE!

JENNY JERSEY: Here is your winner by pinfall, “DIAMOND” DERRICK STEELE!

ROB MARTINEZ: Nobody gave Galactix a chance, but he brought it all and then some, almost putting away the #1 contender!

MURCIELAGO: Awww stop, you’re killin’ me. He didn’t put the man away, so what the hell are you gushing for?

ROB MARTINEZ: Because it was a hell of a display of guts and heart! These fans appreciate one helluva effort from Galactix. Tonight, Diamond Derrick certainly
the better man, but not by much! What a match!

Steele and Galactix shake hands to the applause of the crowd. The G-Man rolls to the outside and walks to the back with Rosie Cheeks as Derrick celebrates
with the #1 Contender’s Trophy. The fans love it!

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JENNY JERSEY: The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall!

“Believe” hits the speakers, drawing a huge amount of boos from the fans.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first, at a total combined weight of four hundred and seventy nine pounds, the team of Bryan J. Williams and Eric Thompson. They
are THE DARK MARKET!!

Williams and Thompson jaw with the fans as they make their way to the ring. The REBEL crowd has no time for either one of these men. Granted, they don’t
seem too happy when “Kings and Queens” hits either…

JENNY JERSEY: And their opponents! Accompanied by Alan The Janitor, TONY, TONY’S Mom, and Barb. They weigh in at a combined weight of four hundred and fifty
pounds: Jeremy Daines, Enrique Rodriguez: The Nation of Innovation!

Daines and Rodriguez keep their eyes on their opponents. Barb looks completely spaced out. TONY’S Mom is making eyes at Murcielago, but TONY is quick to
remind her of her vow…

MURCIELAGO: Don’t worry kid, I’m more than happy to help your mom keep her promise. (shudders)

Referee Dale McDonald makes sure there is no monkey business before the bell, and ushers each team to their corner. Daines and Thompson start things off.
They lock up, with Daines locking on a side headlock. Thompson throws some fists into Daines’ kidneys, drawing an admonishing from McDonald. Daines is
pushed out of the headlock and into the ropes. He comes back and hits a shoulder block, knocking Thompson down. He drops to the mat and locks on a side
headlock, drawing boos from the fans. Thompson grabs a handful of tights and rolls him up!

ONE!

TWO!

DAINES KICKS OUT!

Daines catches a rising Thompson with a drop toe hold, going for an single leg camel clutch. Thompson is not close enough to the ropes, but gets saved by
Williams, who boots Daines in the head. Daines rolls over to Rodriguez and makes a tag, while Thompson tags in Williams. Williams goes for a lock up, but
gets caught with a boot to the gut, followed by a hard rana! Williams snapped to the mat, and Rodriguez goes for a cover!

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Rodriguez kicks Williams in the back, then dropkicks the side of his head! He goes for another cover, but Williams kicks out before the referee can count!
Rodriguez goes to the ropes, getting a head of steam, rushing back with a …

MURCIELAGO: And that’s why you don’t do high risk.

Williams cuts Rodriguez off with a spinebuster, then keeps a hold of the legs and turns it into a Boston Crab! Rodriguez is in a lot of pain right now,
and he tries to reach the ropes. Daines reaches out his hand, hoping he can tag in and save his partner. The fans don’t like either team, and they let
them know it. Rodriguez yells out for Daines to run in, but Daines is playing by the rules here. Thompson has no conflict with breaking the rules, as he
runs in and drops an elbow across the neck of Rodriguez, cutting off his progress and adding more pain to the Crab. McDonald ushers Thompson out of the
ring, as Daines keeps trying to stay within the rulebook here. Finally Williams lets go, and drags Rodriguez to the TDM corner where Thompson gets tagged
in. Thompson lashes out with a series of stiff kicks to the injured back of Rodriguez, then drops a knee across his back. Thompson drives a series of forearms
into the spine of Rodriguez, then grabs his neck and pulls back hard, driving his knee into Rodriguez’s spine as he does so. Rodriguez is close enough
to the ropes to reach out and grab them. The fans show their appreciation by launching a “She’s a crack whore” chant at Barb.

ROB MARTINEZ: This may not be the fan favorite match of the night…

MURCIELAGO: If that chick had any brain cells firing right now, she would be so upset…

Rodriguez tries to crawl over to Daines, but Thompson cuts him off with a back splash, knocking Rodriguez back to the mat. He goes for a cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THR…NO!

Rodriguez gets a shoulder up! Thompson grabs Rodriguez by the hair and drags him up… Rodriguez grabs Thompson by the throat and looks ready to jab his
thumb into the rich S.O.B’s eye! But he restrains himself. … And instead scores a low drop kick, taking out Thompson’s knee! Rodriguez crawls over to
Daines to make the tag!

And Daines is in! The fans boo him like crazy! Thompson tags Williams! … Nope, that doesn’t make anybody happy either! They meet center ring. Williams
reaches back for a punch.. and Daines ducks, goes behind, and takes Williams down with a release German suplex! Williams hits the mat, and Daines goes
for a cover!

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Williams kicks out at the last second! Daines catches him on the rise and hits another release German suplex, and goes for another cover!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Williams is a bit slower to get the shoulder up this time, but he still avoids the pinfall loss! Daines goes for one more German, but Thompson runs in and
lands a forearm to the back of Daines’ head! And then hits him with a standing enzigiri! Daines goes down, and Williams goes for a cover!

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Williams tags Thompson back in, and he slaps a DDT on Daines! And a cover!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Rodriguez breaks up the fall, even though he gets chastised by everyone on the outside. Williams sees Rodriguez turn his back to go to his corner, and rushes
him, knocking him into the turnbuckles, and out of the ring! He turns around…DAINES WITH A SMALL PACKAGE!!!

ONE!!

TWO!!

WILLIAMS KICKS OUT!!

THE FANS CRAP ON THAT TOO!!!

Williams drives repeated forearms into the face of Daines before he whips him into the corner. He tags in Thompson, and they hook Daines up for a Double
arm suplex! Daines dropped to the mat… Rodriguez on the top rope, nails both members of the Dark Market with a high cross body! Thompson is back up first,
gets nailed with a dropkick! Williams races over, gets back body dropped to the floor! Daines has rolled out of the ring, and he is getting tended to by
TONY and Alan, while TONY’S Mom makes eyes at one of the ring attendants. Barb seems to be focused on something shiny. In the ring, Rodriguez is trading
punches with Thompson, but is not getting the best of the fight. Thompson laying in with hard strikes, goes for the finishing blow, but Rodriguez ducks
at the last minute and sends Thompson to the floor with a back body drop. Both Dark Market members are on the floor, and Rodriguez looks like he’s gonna
fly! The fans are on their feet!

ROB MARTINEZ: I didn’t think Rodriguez would win them over this quick…

MURCIELAGO: Nothing short of saving a baby would get the fans to like these guys. And even then, it would have to be a (BLEEP) cute baby…

No! The fans are cheering because of the rather large men making their way through the crowd!

ROB MARTINEZ: Natural Destruction is here! And they’re going right after Thompson and Williams!

Indeed, the Fire God and the Thunder Lord attack the Dark Market with a vengeance after what happened a few short weeks ago! Rodriguez goes over to check
on Daines, also to make sure that referee McDonald and the rest of the Nation of Innovation don’t see what’s happening outside the ring. Fire God and Thunder
Lord both have chairs, and they NAIL Williams with a Co-Chair-To! Thompson tries to help, but he gets one too! The Dark Market is down! Thompson is tossed
back into the ring, Rodriguez drags Daines back into the ring, and points at the downed Thompson! Daines is groggy as he looks, not questioning what happened.
He locks on his modified Sharpshooter! Thompson is barely conscious at this point, and has no choice but to tap!

And the fans show their appreciation. Beer cups rain down on the victors. And the losers. And the announcers and most of the front row!

JENNY JERSEY: Here are your winners: THE NATION OF INNOVATION!

Natural Destruction leave to cheers as the clean up crew try to gather up the garbage.

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JENNY JERSEY: The next match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Parts Unknown! Weighing in at two hundred and forty five pounds, BLOOD!
Mudvayne pumps through the speakers as Blood, wearing his trademark demon skull mask and cape, walks down the ramp.

ROB MARTINEZ: This is one tough customer, Murcielago! Last week, in the debut of REBEL Underground, he beat Warren to a pulp, and he wasn’t even mad at
him!

MURCIELAGO: This guy is vicious, Rob. And he won’t stop until he gets his hands on Kurt Castle. Every person he faces off against these days will look like
the Devastator. I know how it is, Rob, you’re talking to a man who saw Rex Caliber’s face on every opponent he beat.

Blood slides under the bottom rope, lifts up his mask, and stares intensely at the curtain. And we hear Killswitch Engage as a monster enters through the
doorframe.

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent! From Crystal Lake, weighing in at three hundred and ten pounds! JASON!

JASON walks down the ramp, and his eyes lock onto the form of Blood.

ROB MARTINEZ: Speaking of men holding grudges…

MURCIELAGO: Seriously? He hates Derrick Steele because he wasn’t chosen for the golden ticket? Get over it, JASON. You know how real men get title shots?
They prove themselves worthy.

JASON pulls himself over the top rope, and Blood immediately takes a step closer. Jimmy Johnson steps in between the two men, and explains the rules. The
two competitors make no notice at the referee, staring intently at each other. Johnson calls for the bell, and we’ve got ourselves a match! JASON immediately
throws a clothesline, but Blood ducks it, runs at the ropes and launches himself back towards JASON, taking him down with a spear to the gut. Blood’s on
top of JASON, raining down on him with lefts and rights, but JASON lifts a hand and gets a chokehold on the smaller Blood.

ROB MARTINEZ: This isn’t going to be a lucha match, folks, this is going to be brutal!

MURCIELAGO: These guys are intense, Rob. Not as intense as I am, but, hey, who is?

JASON manages to push Blood off of him and gets to his knees, still holding the throat of Blood. He lets go, only to lock in a bearhug, taking Blood off
of his feet. JASON squeezes, and Blood gasps in pain. And then, JASON throws Blood to his side, slamming him to the mat. Sleeping Bag Slam! Blood hits
the canvas hard, and his eyes almost bulge out. He’s winded.

ROB MARTINEZ: Blood’s been a REBEL competitor for a few months, but I have not seen anyone get as rough with him as JASON is doing here tonight!

MURCIELAGO: JASON has the height advantage and he’s got the weight advantage. Blood’s been facing off against men smaller than him ever since he arrived
in Raleigh, and we’re going to find out how he does as the smaller man in a match!

JASON bends down to pick Blood off the mat, but Blood unleashes with a kick to the head. JASON staggers. Blood rolls under the ring ropes and drops to ringside,
searching for a weapon underneath the ring. JASON grabs the neck of Blood from over the top rope, pulling him up. CLANG! There right there was a steel
chair to the face of JASON. JASON staggers back, surprised. And Blood finds himself an opening, and slides back into the ring with the chair. WHACK! WHACK!
WHACK! Blood targets the arms of JASON, and JASON reels back. Blood whips JASON into the corner, and then runs at him full-tilt with a huge SPLASH! Blood
then races to the other side of the ring, and gets speed for a big boot to the NO! JASON grabs the leg of Blood, and pushes down, knocking Blood to the
canvas. JASON picks up Blood and suplexes him into the air, bringing him down hard with a brainbuster. ROB MARTINEZ: PARALYZER! That might be it!

MURCIELAGO: It would be, if JASON was actually going for a pin.

JASON looks down at the prone Blood and decides that more punishment is in order. A leg drop to the larynx of Blood makes him thrash in pain. JASON picks
his opponent up by the throat and squeezes. Crystal Claw maybe? Yes, JASON hoists Blood up, and starts to choke the life out of him. Blood counters with
a well-placed kick. OOOOOOHHH! moans the crowd. JASON lets go of Blood and tends to the injured area. Yes, I do mean his crotch. Blood scrambles for the
chair again, drops in on the mat, and then hit a Reverse STO, dropping JASON’s face right onto the steel chair. And JASON seems woozy. He’s on the mat,
not quite sure where he is. And Blood applies the Blood Lock, wrenching the legs of JASON. JASON grabs for the ropes, but they’re too far away. He’s on
the mat, and he seems to be in some pain here. But out of nowhere, JASON lashes out and flips Blood by flexing his legs. ROB MARTINEZ: Such leg strength!
MURCIELAGO: You don’t see that too often.

Blood gets up, and JASON’s not far behind. From a crouch, JASON delivers the Decapitator, unleashing with a clothesline so big that Blood flips over the
ropes and hits the ground. Hard. JASON rests a second, and then climbs over the top rope, lunging for Blood. Blood, however, has another trick up his sleeve
and whacks JASON in the side with a kendo stick he pulled from under the ring. JASON lurches back, and up the ramp. Blood follows, hitting JASON in the
back of the head with the stick. JASON lashes out with a haymaker. He grabs Blood and starts throwing punches as they brawl through the curtain. The audience
groans as the match resumes where they can’t see it. Jimmy Johnson rushes to the back, shouting something at Jenny Jersey.

JENNY JERSEY: This match has been declared a NO CONTEST by the referee!

The crowd boos, as they were just getting into the fight. Some fans rush from their seats and peer out the door to see what’s happening.

ROB MARTINEZ: What a BRAWL!

MURCIELAGO: What happened to no DQ, no countout, no bullshit? Now THAT ending is some bullshit.

ROB MARTINEZ: Even REBEL Pro has to draw the line somewhere!

MURCIELAGO: Yeah, I guess.

ROB MARTINEZ: We have plenty of action to come! What a show so far! And so much more to go!

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JENNY JERSEY: The following contest is a handicap match scheduled for one fall!

ROB MARTINEZ: Here we go, a handicap match featuring two students from the Steele Dojo… if they win, they’ll be a part of the REBEL roster fulltime!

MURCIELAGO: Derrick Steele better be a better teacher than he is a wrestler if these kids have a hope in hell of getting into REBEL.

“Miscommunication (Bloody Beatroots Mix)” by Timbaland plays over the PA and two smaller guys step through the curtains. One is wearing a blue mask and
vinyl pants with “KID FLASH” down the legs. The other has a curly orange afro and belted up carpenter pants with “AFRODESIAC” down the legs. They slap
hands with the fans, but there’s not much of a reaction for the trainees.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first, weighing in at two hundred two pounds, from Richmond, Virginia, KID FLASH! His tag team partner, from Pocatello, Idaho,
weighing one hundred ninety-two pounds, JOHNNY AFRO!

The two lightweights springboard over the top rope and into the ring, testing the ropes as the music fades out. There’s a pause, and they look down the
rampway, wondering what lies between them and a pair of REBEL contracts.

Cowbell. Guitar.

“SURPRISE! YOU’RE DEAD!”

Kid Flash visibly gulps as the crowd starts booing loudly.

MURCIELAGO: These kids has got one SERIOUS problem on their hands now, a pissed off Murder City Devil!

ROB MARTINEZ: This might be the worst possible draw for Johnny Afro and Kid Flash as Jake Phoenix has to be on the warpath after losing the REBEL World
Heavyweight Title three weeks ago at Naval Attack.

JENNY JERSEY: And their opponent, from Fort Lauderdale, Florida, weighing in at two hundred eighty nine pounds, here is the Murder City Devil… JAKE PHOENIX!
Johnny Afro looks like he’s staring at his make as Phoenix slowly walks to the ring, sneering. A couple fans wearing Murder City Devils t-shirts reach out
to support their anti-hero, but Phoenix pays them no mind… he’s only looking to hurt someone tonight. He climbs up the steps and steps over the top rope,
pulls off his Oakley shades, and stares a hole through the two trainees.

ROB MARTINEZ: This is not going to be pretty at all.

MURCIELAGO: Depends on your point of view, if you like seeing grown mean beat the living hell out of boys, this is gonna be a (BLEEP) art show!

The bell rings and Kid Flash rushes right into a meaty right hand from Phoenix. Flash gets right back up, and Phoenix decks him again, dropping him to the
mat and leaving the masked man holding his head. Phoenix backs Flash into the corner and chokes him out with his boot, snarling at referee Jimmy Johnson
as Johnson counts Phoenix up to five to break the hold. At four Phoenix gets off of Flash and steps towards the ref, who backs off. Flash has enough time
and distance to rush to his corner and tag in Johnny Afro, who doesn’t look all that eager to join the party. Afro steps through the ropes and Phoenix
charges in, catching Afro with a knee to the gut as he straightens up. Phoenix tosses Afro into a neutral corner and unloads on him in the corner with
a series of soupbone lefts and rights, leaving Afro seated and dazed in the corner. Phoenix backs up and measures Afro, before rushing in and smashing
Afro’s head against the middle turnbuckle with his hip!

MURCIELAGO: (BLEEP)! How’s his head still attached to his shoulders after that? You boys should have brought the cavalry wit’cha if ya wanted to win this
match!

ROB MARTINEZ: These students are obviously overmatched in there tonight. Jake Phoenix is out to send a message to everyone in REBEL through these two young
men.

Johnny Afro slumps onto his side as Phoenix stares at Kid Flash, who is just now pulling himself up to his feet on the apron. Phoenix drags Johnny Afro’s
limp body over to the corner and holds his arm up for Kid Flash to tag in. Flash looks down at his unconscious tag team partner and back up at Phoenix,
who’s smiling at him and waving Afro’s hand towards him. Flash gulps again and tags Afro’s hand, diving over the top rope with a side kick that catches
Phoenix! Phoenix drops Afro’s arm and staggers back a bit! Kid Flash climbs back through the ropes and uses them as a springboard to dive towards Phoenix…
POWERSLAM BY PHOENIX! Before the ref can even get down to make a count, Phoenix picks Kid Flash up off the canvas and wraps a gloved hand around the rookie’s
throat… CHOKESLAM! Phoenix stares down at the two broken bodies at his feet as the crowd boos lustily.

ROB MARTINEZ: The referee needs to stop this match, Jake Phoenix is really close to seriously hurting one of these students for good in there… they are
offering up no resistance at all!

MURCIELAGO: No way, man! This is these kids’ futures on the line here! One big move and their right back in this! They can win this and get those REBEL
contracts!

ROB MARTINEZ: You’re really enjoying this, aren’t you?

MURCIELAGO: *BLEEP* yeah, I am!

Phoenix looks down at Kid Flash, who’s slumped over in his grasp. Phoenix makes a slashing gesture over his throat and lifts the masked student up in position
for a Tombstone piledriver. Phoenix turns to each side of the ring and soaks in the jeers as he gives each and every fan in the crowd a view of what happens
to people when Jake Phoenix is really pissed off before turning back towards the camera… TOMBSTONE! Flash slumps forward and lands on his back. It’s
all academic but the cover, but Phoenix isn’t going for the cover. He turns Flash over onto his stomach and steps over him, sitting down and grabbing the
arms for a full nelson camel clutch! Phoenix leans back, pulling Flash’s torso nearly vertical! The ref looks down at Flash… he’s out cold form the Tombstone,
and the ref calls for the bell without hesitation!

JENNY JERSEY: The winner of this match… JAKE PHOENIX!

ROB MARTINEZ: Jake Phoenix looks like a man out to hurt anyone and everyone in his way here tonight! This is uncalled for! He needs to break this hold,
the match is over, come on, ref!

MURCIELAGO: You wanna tell him to let this kid go? Go right ahead!

As the ref tries to get Phoenix to break the hold, Derrick Steele rushes out from the back and slides into the ring, right in Phoenix’s sightline… Phoenix
laughs at Steele…

“C’MON, SENSEI! SAVE YOUR BOY!”

*SLAP*

The crowd goes NUTS as Steele slaps the taste right out of Phoenix’s mouth! Phoenix drops Flash to the mat and stands up as staff and security pull Flash
to the apron of the ring and out of harm’s way for now, three staff members crowding around Flash, three others crowding around Afro. Phoenix takes a step
towards Steele, laughing maniacally, and Steele back up a step of his own. Phoenix laughs right in Steele’s face and brushes Steele aside as he walks past
him and out of the ring. Steele doesn’t make an effort to stop him, instead going to check on his two students, glowering back towards the entrance as
Phoenix stands, arms raised, laughing at the pathetic scene in the ring.

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JENNY JERSEY: This contest is set for one fall!

“Rise Up” by Drowning Pool picks up! The crowd knows who is coming out.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first, weighing in at two-hundred and fifty pounds… MR. HOLLYWOOD!

Mr. Hollywood walks down to the ring to a mixed reaction from the Rebel faithful. He mouths off to a few ignorant ones before entering the ring.

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent…

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… CUZIN ZEKE!

Zeke walks out onto the ramp 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.

ROB MARTINEZ: Two heavy-hitters going at it in this one. We’ve got the fun loving Zeke against the arrogant Mr. Hollywood.

MURCIELAGO: Fun loving? I’d say he’s a big dumb idiot. Look at what he’s wearing. He looks like an inbred hick from Alabama.

ROB MARTINEZ: I wouldn’t let Cuzin hear you say that.

MURCIELAGO: Shit, I’m so scared. I have more ability in my fingernail than he does in his whole body.

As Zeke enters the ring Hollywood attacks with a clothesline! Zeke is staggered and Hollywood continues the attack with a quick scoop slam. The ref immediately
calls for the bell as Hollywood continues his attack with stomps.

ROB MARTINEZ: Mr. Hollywood trying to get the early advantage here on Zeke. Smart move because we all know how explosive Cuzin can be.

MURCIELAGO: I told you Zeke wasn’t smart. I would never fall for a trick like that.

Zeke avoids a stomp and kicks out with a boot, nailing Hollywood in the gut. Hollywood doubles over as Zeke gets to his feet. Zeke charges forward and slams
Hollywood with a double axehandle across the back. Grabbing his arm, Cuzin whips Hollywood into the far ropes. Hollywood rebounds and Cuzin drops him to
the canvas with a powerslam! Jumping into the air he crashes down with a foot stomp!

ROB MARTINEZ: Cuzin Zeke able to battle back after Hollywood tried to get the early advantage.

Zeke brings Hollywood back up to his feet. Hollywood shoves Cuzin hard into the buckles. He runs in attempting a big boot but Zeke moves out of the way
just in time causing Hollywood to kick the post. He grunts in pain as the fans “OOO” at the thud of impact. Zeke snickers as Hollywood tries to hop on
one foot.

ROB MARTINEZ: I never thought a big boot would be considered high risk but it appears Hollywood just proved me wrong

MURCIELAGO: I never make a mistake like that when I’m in the ring.

Zeke has seen enough of Mr. Hollywood’s hopping and drives the injured man to the mat with a crossbody! He covers for the first pin attempt of the match.
ONE!

TWO!

Hollywood kicks out. Zeke stands and stomps down on Hollywood’s injured leg as the fans cheer in approval.

ROB MARTINEZ: Zeke almost gained the win with that quick pin attempt.

MURCIELAGO: He saw an opening and took it. Maybe he isn’t as dumb as I thought.

Hollywood sucks up the pain and reaches his feet. As Zeke comes barreling in for a clothesline, Hollywood is able to duck and grabs Zeke by the throat.
He lifts the big man up, struggling on the leg, but is able to toss Zeke to the mat with a chokeslam. He quickly grabs the leg and applies the Boston crab.
Zeke though is too strong and not worn down. He uses his power to easily reach the ropes and the ref orders Hollywood to break.

Both men up and Hollywood hits the ropes and comes charging at Zeke. Zeke bends down and lashes out with a mule kick stopping Hollywood cold. He grabs Mr.
Hollywood and hits a double underhook suplex.

Zeke continues the assault by locking Hollywood in the Cobra Clutch.

MURCIELAGO: The hillbilly knows a submission? I thought he was all punch punch punch.

ROB MARTINEZ: You’re big on stereotypes aren’t you?

MURCIELAGO: If the shoe fits Martinez…

Zeke is really wrenching in that hold as Hollywood desperately tries to reach the ropes. Cuzin Zeke pulling back harder… Hollywood makes a surge… And
gets his foot on the ropes! Zeke breaks cleanly at the ref’s three count.

ROB MARTINEZ: Hollywood not willing to give in just yet.

MURCIELAGO: Would you want to lose to Uncle Jed’s illegitimate grandson? Hell no.

Both men are up and Hollywood connects with a kick to the chest of Zeke. He fires Zeke at the ropes and smashes a big boot to Cuzin’s face causing Zeke’s
head to snap back from the force. Hollywood with a running lariat sends Zeke to the floor.

MURCIELAGO: Maybe now we’ll see some Rebel action. Too much in the ring.

ROB MARTINEZ: Mr. Hollywood is following Cuzin Zeke out here.

Mr. Hollywood with a stiff left hook to Zeke’s jaw. Zeke responds with a right cross to the body. Both men exchanging blows on the outside. Zeke with a
right hand that is blocked… Thumb to the eye by Hollywood!

ROB MARTINEZ: Hollywood couldn’t win the fisticuffs so he went to the eyes.

MURCIELAGO: Smart move, now he has to follow up.

Zeke is blinking rapidly as Hollywood grabs him and sends him headfirst into the steps! Or he would have if Cuzin Zeke didn’t managed to reverse at the
last second! Hollywood into the steel!

ROB MARTINEZ: Cuzin Zeke showing a lot of heart here Murc! He’s taken everything Hollywood has tried and is still battling.

MURCIELAGO: Those rednecks don’t know the word quit. It’s too intelligent of a concept for them to understand.

The fans are cheering wildly for Zeke. He winks at them before sending Hollywood into the ring post! He tosses Mr. Hollywood back into the ring and follows
him in. Hollywood is wobbly but up to his feet. Zeke jams his head between his legs and lifts him in the headscissors position…

ROB MARTINEZ: Hollywood is already bleeding from the steel cutting into his head. Now Zeke is looking to exploit that with the piledriver!

In a last ditch effort, Hollywood manages to slide down Zeke’s back. He kicks Zeke in the stomach but Zeke shrugs off the blow, popping Hollywood with a
chop to the chest. Another chop. Zeke grabs him in the headscissors again… Piledriver!

ROB MARTINEZ: Zeke was determined to hit that move and his perseverance paid off.

Zeke does the throat slit gesture and the fans explode. He climbs the ropes and raises his arms gaining even more support. He leaps off… MUD PUDDLE ON
HOLLYWOOD!

ROB MARTINEZ: Mud Puddle! Zeke with the Mud Puddle! There’s the cover, one, two, three! Cuzin Zeke takes it!

JENNY JERSEY: Here is your winner… CUZIN ZEKE!

The fans are on their feet cheering as Zeke’s hand is raised.

ROB MARTINEZ: Zeke with a very impressive win here tonight. Hollywood tried it all but Zeke kept coming and in the end the Mud Puddle was the deciding factor.
Care to change your opinion on Cuzin Zeke, Murc?

MURCIELAGO: No, Martinez I don’t. Even a Neanderthal gets lucky once in a blue moon. Shit.

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JENNY JERSEY: The following is a four way dance and it is for the World Heavyweight Championship! Introducing first…

“When The Lights Go Out” by The Black Keys blasts throughout the REBEL Arena as the crowd frantically cheers for the champion. Lloyd Rees steps out to the
entrance stage and cracks his neck. He looks at the crowd on the left, then at the crowd on the right before raising his championship high above his head.
The crowd continues with the deafening cheers as Rees makes his way down the entrance ramp.

JENNY JERSEY: Hailing from Wabana, Bell Island, Newfoundland. He weighs in at two hundred forty-seven pounds and is the World Heavyweight Champion…”LDK”
LLOYD REES!!!

Rees reaches the end of the ramp and again looks toward the crowd surrounding the ring with a smirk on his face. He makes his way to the ring steps and
enters the ring. He stands in the center of the ring and once again holds the championship high above his head to an approving reaction from the crowd.
His music fades as the cheers continue.

ROB MARTINEZ: What an ovation for our World Heavyweight Champion!

MURCIELAGO: I still don’t see what all of the hype for LDK is. Yes, he’s talented…yes, he’s not only the REBEL World Heavyweight Champion but also the
NAPW World Heavyweight Champion. But regardless of his accomplishments, I’ve seen better!

ROB MARTINEZ: It really irritates you that he is holding both the REBEL and the NAPW World Heavyweight Championships, doesn’t it?

MURCIELAGO: Shut up Rob.

“I Am The Man” by Philosopher Kings hits the arena as the crowd again erupts in cheers. Kyle Roberts steps out to the stage and hesitates as he looks towards
the ring. He makes his way down the entrance ramp, tagging the hands of several of the fans in the front row area.

JENNY JERSEY: Making his way to the ring…from Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan. He weighs in at two hundred fifty seven pounds…STYLIN’ KYLE ROBERTS!!!

Roberts stops at the edge of the ring, again looking in at the champion. He slides in to the ring and gets back to his feet quickly. He looks over at Rees
before climbing the turnbuckle in the corner to raise his arms for the crowd. The crowd continues their cheers as Roberts hops down from the corner and
walks over toward Rees. His music dies out as he extends his hand to the champion, and the men shake hands.

ROB MARTINEZ: Like always, excellent sportsmanship from Kyle Roberts here tonight!

MURCIELAGO: Roberts needs to focus on winning the championship, not kissing the ass of the champion!

ROB MARTINEZ: Roberts is amazing inside that ring, Murc! You know that for a fact after what we saw between him and El Rey!

MURCIELAGO: How many times do I have to tell you…don’t call me Murc!

“Screams Of The Undead” by Demon Hunter plays throughout the arena as the crowd continues their deafening cheers. Thomas Young steps out to the stage and
looks around at the unbelievable crowd in the REBEL Arena. He smirks as he makes his way down the entrance ramp, drawing in from the crowd’s cheers.

JENNY JERSEY: On his way to the ring, from Hollywood, Florida. He weighs in at two hundred forty-five pounds…THOMAS YOUNG!!!

Young slides in under the bottom rope and abruptly gets back to his feet. He looks over at Rees, then at Roberts who are now standing in opposite corners.
Young climbs on to the middle rope in the center of the ring and leans over, again absorbing the crowd’s cheers. He hops down and quickly turns towards
his opponents as the music fades out.

ROB MARTINEZ: Young is the wildcard in this match. We’ve seen him primarily as a tag team wrestler, but tonight, he’ll be going for the highest prize in
the industry!

MURCIELAGO: This is a huge opportunity for Thomas Young, and he can thank Derrick Steele for this chance! Young is the only competitor in this match who
did not have to qualify to be in the match!

“Awake” by Godsmack blasts throughout the arena as the crowd’s cheers have immediately changed to deafening boos. Kurt Castle steps out to the entrance
stage looking at the crowd in disgust.

JENNY JERSEY: On his way to the ring, from Rochester, New York. He weighs in at three hundred seven…

Before Jenny can finish announcing Kurt Castle, The Devastator is suddenly spun around by Blood at the entrance. Blood delivers a hard right and follows
with a second. Castle returns with hard shots of his own as the two begin to brawl with each other. Blood gets a body shot on Castle and slams his head
hard in to the stage wall where the entrance area is. Blood grabs Castle as he stumbles back and attempts a reverse STO, but Castle escapes with hard elbow
shots to the head.

ROB MARTINEZ: Blood and Castle are having a little match of their own it appears!

MURCIELAGO: Well, Blood made it very clear over the last couple of weeks that he would stop at nothing to get Castle in the ring, and it looks like he’s
trying to send a message to The Devastator!

Castle buries a shoulder to the gut and rams Blood back first in to the wall. He grabs Blood and smashes him head first in to the wall. Castle grabs Blood
for an inverted DDT, but Blood lifts himself delivering a hard knee to Castle’s head. He uses his strength to muscle Castle on to his shoulder and drives
him hard in to the wall. Blood drops Castle and falls to a knee trying to catch his breath.

MURCIELAGO: Someone needs to stop this fight so we can start our championship match!

Blood returns to his feet as Castle slowly gets up. The two men exchange hard shots once again, this time making their ways back through the entrance and
to the backstage area. Senior official looks down at Jenny confused as to what just happened. An official on the outside calls Jenny over to him.

ROB MARTINEZ: It looks like Jenny is getting things straightened out here.

JENNY JERSEY: This contest will now be a three way dance for the World Heavyweight Championship!

Jenny exits the ring as McDonald is handed the championship by Rees. He raises it high in to the air as the crowd cheers. McDonald hands the championship
to an official outside of the ring and calls for the opening bell.

ROB MARTINEZ: So we now have a three way dance! Apparently we ain’t waiting for Blood and Castle to get done fighting.

Roberts and Rees start things off with a collar and elbow tie up. Neither man is getting a clear advantage as they both struggle to force their opponent
to a neutral position. Young stands back in the corner watching as Rees floats behind with a rear waist lock. Rees floats over in to a side headlock and
quickly slings Roberts to the mat. Young approaches both men and Rees quickly releases Roberts and gets back to his feet. Young and Rees lock up and Young
takes the quick advantage with the go-behind as Roberts gets back to his feet. Young positions Rees for a Russian leg sweep, but before he can drop Rees
to the mat, Roberts hits both men with a reverse STO.

ROB MARTINEZ: What a move by Roberts!

MURCIELAGO: Rees and Young were both occupied, and Roberts took advantage!

Roberts hooks one of his legs around Rees’ leg, and his other leg around Young’s leg. Roberts falls forward attempting to grab both Rees and Young by the
heads for a crossface submission, but both Rees and Young deliver a back elbow. Roberts stumbles back as both of his opponents get up. Rees and Young with
a double lariat, and Roberts tumbles to the outside!

Young with a clothesline for Rees, but Rees ducks it. Young turns around and Rees lifts him in to the air…spinebuster! Rees sits Young up and applies
a rear chin lock.

ROB MARTINEZ: Rees with a submission hold here!

MURCIELAGO: Rees only is using this hold to wear Young down. He wants to isolate each of his opponents so he can systematically take them out of this match!
McDonald asks Young if he wants to give up, but Young refuses. Roberts slowly uses the apron to get back to his feet and slides back in to the ring. Roberts
takes a look at the submission and quickly grabs Rees from behind…POLAR-IZER! Both Young and Rees hold their heads in pain after the impact, and Roberts
quickly rolls Rees on to his back for the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THR….NO!

Rees kicks out before the three count! Roberts picks up Young and slams him to the mat in the center of the ring. He grabs Rees, lifting him back to his
feet and slams him on top of Young. Roberts with a springboard off the middle rope…MOONSAULT! Roberts pulls Rees back to his feet and tosses him out
of the ring. He lifts Young up to his shoulders in position for the Moose Jaw Driver. Young struggles and falls in front of Roberts. He boots Roberts in
the gut…double underhook backbreaker! Young hooks the leg for a cover!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

ROB MARTINEZ: Roberts had the advantage on his side until Young hit that back breaker!

MURCIELAGO: Our champion just hasn’t been able to do anything in this match really!

Young picks Roberts up and applies an inverted face lock. He lifts Roberts up…Young Cutter!

ROB MARTINEZ: Young just dropped Roberts throat first across the top rope, sending him to the outside!

Rees is back to his feet and slides back in to the ring. Young quickly grapples him with a collar and elbow before floating behind for a rear waist lock.
Rees connects with a set of back elbows and spins around for a reverse waist lock of his own. He attempts to lift Young, but Young blocks it. Young grabs
Rees’ head and jumps up. Rees holds his balance as Young gets vertical in the air, and Rees is able to apply the inverted face lock. He drops Young back
down hard across his knee in to a back breaker! Rees holds the face lock as he lifts Young back to a standing position. Rees leaps in to the air…DDT
FROM THE GREEN! Roberts is back up on the outside and he climbs on to the apron. He swings at Rees but Rees blocks it. Rees applies a front face lock…WABANA
BUSTER…and Roberts is back in the ring!

MURCIELAGO: Now the champion is starting to mount an offense!

ROB MARTINEZ: Two amazing moves by LDK!

Rees sits Roberts up and applies the Conception Bay Chin lock! Roberts is obviously in pain as he struggles to stay in the match. Rees applies more pressure
as Roberts clinches his fists, trying his best to not tap! Young makes his way back to his feet and sees the submission. He sits next to Rees…ANACONDA
VICE! Rees is in pain, but he refuses to let go of Roberts!

MURCIELAGO: What the hell is this?!

ROB MARTINEZ: Unbelievable! LDK has the Conception Bay Chin lock applied to Roberts, and Young has caught LDK in the Vice!

Rees finally releases Roberts as the pain of the Anaconda Vice proves to be too much! Roberts slumps to the side as Rees struggles to try and break the
Vice! Rees grabs the rope with his free hand and begins to pull himself back to his feet. Upon reaching a standing position, Rees quickly rushes to the
corner, ramming Young back first in to the turnbuckles. Young releases the hold as Rees drops to his hands and knees. Roberts has made his way back to
his feet and runs towards Young, leaping off Rees’ back, and he connects with a vicious lariat in the corner!

Young falls to the mat as Roberts eagerly awaits LDK to get back to his feet. As LDK stands still a little dazed, Roberts lifts him to his shoulder, positioning
him for the Emerald Fusion! Rees quickly grabs the top rope and Roberts tries to pull him away. Rees releases the top rope and uses his momentum to drop
back, locking in the Conception Bay Chin lock! Rees cranks back applying more pressure as Young slowly pulls himself back up using the ropes. Still dazed
he falls back to the mat and slides out of the ring. He makes his way to the the timekeeper and pushes him out of his chair. Young grabs the chair and
quickly returns to the ring.

MURCIELAGO: Young has the great equalizer in hand!

Young with a swing…CRACK! Rees instantly releases the hold after the contact with the chair to his skull. Roberts rolls to his hands and knees holding
his throat. Young smirks as he waits for Roberts to get up…THWACK! Roberts’ skull oozes blood after the devastating shot from the steel chair. The blood
flows down Roberts’ face as he grabs the ropes, pulling himself back to his feet. Young with another swing, but Roberts ducks under it! Roberts grabs Young
from behind…Russian legsweep…and the chair smacks Young in the face! Roberts stumbles and realizes that LDK has rolled to the floor outside and Young
is down in the center of the ring! Roberts repositions the chair on to Young’s chest area. He springboards off the middle rope…MOONSAULT!

ROB MARTINEZ: Roberts has an excellent opportunity to capitalize here, but he needs to hurry and make the cover!

MURCIELAGO: He’s hurt, Rob! He crashed hard on top of that chair!

Roberts slowly drags himself towards Young’s lifeless corpse and barely drapes an arm across his chest.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE! NO!

Young barely rolls his shoulder, allowing him to continue in the match! Roberts looks baffled by the fact that Young was not eliminated! Roberts grabs both
of Young’s legs as LDK slowly rolls back in to the ring…BEAR-TAMER! Young is screaming in pain as LDK rises back to his feet! LDK approaches Roberts
from behind and he applies a version of the Conception Bay Chin lock!

ROB MARTINEZ: This is the third time that LDK has locked on the Conception Bay Chin lock to Kyle Roberts!

MURCIELAGO: Roberts has to be close to tapping out!

Roberts releases Young and shows his amazing strength as he lifts LDK up to his shoulder! EMERALD FUSION! LDK’s skull bounces off the mat as Roberts lands
hard on top of Young! All three men are down, and the referee is checking on them!

MURCIELAGO: What a move by Kyle Roberts! He shows the world just how strong he really is as he hits that Emerald Fusion on LDK from an unlikely position!
ROB MARTINEZ: He also dropped right on top of Young, and as a result, all three men appear to be down!

Roberts stirs as he drags himself towards LDK. Young begins to drag himself towards LDK as well, and both men drape an arm over LDK’s body!

ONE!

TWO!

THR…KICKOUT!

LDK kicks out and Roberts slowly gets back to his feet. He picks up LDK as Young gets back up. Roberts with a front face lock…and he drops LDK midsection
first across the top rope! Roberts stumbles back and drops to one knee, exhausted and trying to catch his breath. Young runs at LDK…SHINING WIZARD…and
LDK flies off the apron area and crashes hard back first in to the commentator’s table!

ROB MARTINEZ: MY GOD! LDK may be out! He just hit spine first against our table!

MURCIELAGO: Well, the champion has definately seen better days Rob!

Roberts is slow to get to his feet and backs in to Young. Young grabs him from behind in position for a back suplex…he lifts him up and flips him upside
down for the Shades Of Death 2.0, but Roberts is able to fall forward from it and he quickly lifts Young up to his shoulder in position for the Emerald
Fusion! Roberts takes a few steps forward, and he is standing above the chair in the center of the ring! Young struggles…and he falls behind! He grabs
Roberts…OMEGA DRIVER ON TO THE CHAIR! Roberts body twitches as Young slowly pulls himself over to make the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

ROB MARTINEZ: We need medical attention out here! Roberts is hurt, and he appears to be hurt badly!

MURCIELAGO: He had a nasty landing on that chair, Rob!

JENNY JERSEY: Kyle Roberts has been eliminated!

Medical staff rushes to the ring and Young drags himself to the corner. LDK uses the apron to pull himself up as the medical staff quickly checks on Roberts.
They get him on to the stretcher and apply a brace around his neck. The medical staff carefully take Roberts out of the ring and bring him towards the
back as LDK slides in to the ring. LDK gets to his feet but is met by Young who delivers a Urinagi! He quickly applies the Anaconda Vice! LDK struggles
in pain, refusing to give up!

ROB MARTINEZ: This is not good for the champion! He has taken a lot of abuse in this match, and he has to be close to tapping here!

MURCIELAGO: Tapping out may be the best thing for him, Rob! He doesn’t want to risk injury! We’ve already seen Roberts having to be taken out of this match
on a stretcher!

McDonald checks on Rees again, but he still refuses to quit. LDK uses his power to roll over, forcing Young’s shoulders to the mat!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Young gets his shoulder up just after releasing the submission! Young with a lariat attempt, but LDK ducks it! Rees spins Young back towards him…boot
to the gut! Rees lifts Young up in position for the “Nish” J. Drop, but Young struggles and falls behind! Young with a devastating neckbreaker! Young picks
LDK up and positions him for the Shades Of Death 2.0! Young tries to lift LDK, but LDK blocks it! He muscles Young to the mat with a side headlock and
pulls forward to apply pressure!

Young is close to the ropes and is able to grab the middle rope, helping to pull himself back up! He delivers a forearm to the small of the back. Young
quickly lifts LDK up…SHADES OF DEATH 2.0! LDK quickly rolls out of the ring and falls to the floor after the impact! Young looks outside of the ring
in disbelief, but quickly rolls out after LDK. He picks LDK up and slides him back in to the ring. Young hesitates as he tries catching his breath. He
slowly makes his way on to the apron as LDK gets back to his feet. LDK rushes at Young but is met with a hard forearm to the jaw! LDK stumbles back for
a second, but quickly rushes in again, connecting with a forearm of his own! He grabs Young with a front face lock…WABANA BUSTER!

ROB MARTINEZ: LDK with the Wabana Buster, and this match could be over right here!

LDK climbs out to the apron and looks around at the sold out crowd. He leaps up to the top rope…Fresh Water Flip…but Young gets his knees up! LDK lays
on the mat in pain as Young crawls to the ropes. He uses the ropes to pull himself back up and makes his way over to LDK who is laying on his stomach in
pain. Young stands above LDK and applies a crossface chickenwing and sits down on LDK’s back like a camel clutch!

MURCIELAGO: This is a new submission for me Rob! I’ve never seen anything like this before!

LDK is in obvious pain as the referee checks on him. He hooks his free arm around Young’s leg and is able to get back to his feet. He rushes backwards,
drilling Young back first in to the corner. Young releases the hold and partially slumps over in the corner as the air was knocked out of him! LDK grabs
Young and sets him up in a powerbomb position. He lifts him up…”NISH” J. DROP IN TO THE CORNER! Young stumbles out of the corner…LDK with a belly to
belly overhead suplex! LDK slowly ascends the corner, climbing to the top turnbuckle. He dives off…flying eblow drop! LDK makes the cover, hooking the
leg!

ONE!

TWO!

THR…NO!

Young barely rolls the shoulder! LDK looks at Young unable to believe that he kicked out. LDK gets to his feet and lifts up Young, but Young buries a shoulder
to the gut! LDK hunches over in pain, turning away from Young. Young grabs him from behind…SHADES OF DEATH 2.0! LDK is down! Young falls to the mat in
pain and he tries desperately to pull himself over to LDK! He finally makes it, barely getting an arm on top of LDK!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

ROB MARTINEZ: MY GOD! It’s over! Young has done it!

Young slowly returns to his feet and raises his arm in victory.

MURCIELAGO: I don’t think that he got the three count Rob! It looked like LDK rolled the shoulder just before the McDonald made the three count!

Young makes his way to the ropes near the commentator’s table and waits for an official to hand him the championship. McDonald leans out of the ring and
tries explaining the situation to the official on the outside. He turns to Young and tells him that LDK rolled the shoulder at the last second.

ROB MARTINEZ: You’re right, Murc! LDK did roll the shoulder!

MURCIELAGO: Damn it, Rob! Again, don’t call me Murc! You keep it up and the medical staff will be bringing that stretcher back down here!

Young falls to his knees realizing that he was so close to winning the championship but will have to continue with the match. Young stands back up as LDK
starts to get up. Young comes at LDK with a clothesline, but LDK ducks it! LDK waits for Young to turn around, and he lifts him for a spinebuster…but
Young reverses, planting LDK with a DDT on to the steel chair!

ROB MARTINEZ: LDK has been busted open! Young quickly makes the cover hooking the leg!

ONE!

TWO!

THR…NO!

LDK barely kicks out and Young appears to be frustrated. He picks up the chair and unfolds it, setting it in the middle of the ring. He picks up LDK and
whips him in to the ropes. Young catches LDK…Tilt-A-Whirl back first across the seat of the chair! Young again makes the quick cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THR…NO!

LDK rolls the shoulder at the last second! Young picks LDK back up and grabs him from behind in a back suplex position. He lifts Young up for the Shades
Of Death 2.0, right above the seat of the chair…but LDK counters it in to a northern lights suplex! LDK has the bridge for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

THR…NO!

Young gets his shoulder up! LDK picks Young up and whips him in to the ropes….drop toe hold on to the seat of the chair, and blood gushes out of Young’s
skull! LDK sees an opportunity and he picks Young back up. He grabs Young with a front face lock and lifts him for the Wabana Buster, but Young struggles
and falls behind! Young grabs LDK with the inverted face lock and lifts him, falling back with a Young Cutter…but LDK reverses it in to the Conception
Bay Chin lock!

ROB MARTINEZ: What an amazing match!

MURCIELAGO: Both of these men are going to be in extreme pain after this match!

The referee checks on Young to see if he wants to give up, but Young refuses! LDK applies more pressure and the blood continues to flow from Young’s skull!
The referee checks on Young again who has both fists clinched, but Young still refuses to quit!

ROB MARTINEZ: Young has to tap here! He can’t have much left!

MURCIELAGO: The desire to be champion can make a person do the stupidest things, Rob!

The referee checks on Young again, and again Young won’t quit. His clinched fists start to lower towards the mat as the blood is now covering the side of
LDK’s body. The referee asks Young again, but he receives no response.

ROB MARTINEZ: I think McDonald is going to call for the bell! Young is out!

McDonald signals for the bell when Young suddenly gains a second burst of momentum! The match continues, and Young uses his strength to pull LDK’s legs
apart! Young forces himself to stand and delivers a hard right to LDK’s head! LDK refuses to release the submission, and Young uses his power to lift LDK
in to the air on his shoulder!

ROB MARTINEZ: MY GOD! YOUNG IS ABOUT TO ESCAPE THE HOLD!

Young has LDK on his shoulder, and LDK quickly drives a knee to Young’s kidney. Young falls back, and LDK is able to grapevine him once again! The referee
check on Young, and Young still refuses to give up the match!

MURCIELAGO: Thomas Young has been phenomenal in this match and it pains me so much to admit that!

The referee checks on Young who’s arms are slowly falling to the mat. Young tells the referee that he’s not giving up!

MURCIELAGO: Young is fading fast!

Young arms hit the mat, and the referee checks on him again, but receives no response. He taps on Young’s arm, but Young is out! The referee calls for the
bell!

ROB MARTINEZ: LDK has done it! He has retained the World Heavyweight Championship!

JENNY JERSEY: Here is your winner, and STILL World Heavyweight Champion…”LDK” LLOYD REES!!!

Rees releases the hold and tries to catch his breath as Dale McDonald hands him the championship. Young lays motionless in the center of the ring.

ROB MARTINEZ: That has to be one of the best matches I have ever seen!

MURCIELAGO: All three participants gave it their all, but in the end, Lloyd Rees has proven to be too much! Derrick Steele, watch out…this man won’t be
an easy one to beat!

Rees finally makes it to his feet and raises the championship in to the air as Young rolls on to his hands and knees. Rees reaches down and helps Young
back to his feet. He looks at Young with a smirk on his face and extends his hand. The two men shake, and LDK leaves the ring with the championship draped
across his shoulder. Young follows him to the back, his face still a crimson mask!

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JENNY JERSEY: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the REBEL World Tag Team Championship!

The fans pop! There are competing chants of ‘WIGGLE!’, ‘CORE!’ and ‘HARDT!’

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first, the challengers, from Fort Lauderdale, Florida. He weighs in at one hundred and seventy five pounds. JOHN X CORE!

The fans pop, both for Core and for the match that is about to take place. They have eagerly been awaiting this one! “Blow Me Away” pumps through the speakers
as Core emerges from the curtain, waiting for his tag team partner, but acknowledging the cheering fans. He has his hair waxed up in a mohawk for this
match.

JENNY JERSEY: And his partner. From Houston, Texas. He weighs in at two hundred and twenty seven pounds. NICK EVERHARDT!

The fans pop even more as Nick Everhardt leaps from behind the curtain. He and John X Core make their way down the aisle, slapping a few hands on opposite
sides of the aisle, but looking full of determination. They slide into the ring as the music begins to die down.

“With A Little Help From My Friends” cues up.

JENNY JERSEY: And their opponents. They are at a total combined weight of four hundred and four pounds. They are the current reigning and defending REBEL
TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS OF THE WORLD! Mike “Assman” Trey, Stone Zellor… THE BLACK UNDERGROUND RAILROAD!

The fans pop even more, though there is still a sizeable contingent just unwilling to cheer a team that Stone Zellor is on. Assman gets a thunderous ovation
as he Wiggles his way to the ring, the belt around his waist. Zellor is walking more slowly, belt over his shoulder, glaring at Core, barely acknowledging
any of the fans, even the ones cheering for him.

ROB MARTINEZ: What a match-up this’ll be! The team of Everhardt and Core were so dominant last month against the Nation of Innovation, they were thrown
right into a tag team title match! The decision wasn’t popular with Natural Destruction and the Dark Market. They have a lot to prove tonight, but I think
they can do it!

MURCIELAGO: The titles are pretty much shit right now. They’d mean something if I held ‘em–well, at least one half of the titles would mean something.
Assman and Everhardt are circling each other in the ring, sizing each other up. Both are talented technicians, trained to sense a move out of their opponent
before it even begins. They lock-up mid-ring. Battling for supremacy, each man trying to take the early advantage. Everhardt with a rear chinlock on Assman,
but Assman is able to get behind Everhardt and lift him for a back suplex. But Everhardt flips over and lands on his feet! Everhardt with an elbow to the
back of Assman’s head. A fist. He goes for a waistlock on Assman, but Assman quickly reverses it. Assman trips one of Everhardt’s legs out and lands on
top of him. Assman spins around, half nelson’s Everhardt onto his back, and he applies a dragon sleeper. He’s working it in, but Everhardt is slowly climbing
to his feet. Assman getting up with him, trying to cinch it in. Everhardt kicks up and over Assman! He lands behind him and applies a waistlock. He trips
Assman this time and lands on top of him, while holding onto his waist. Everhardt is pulling Assman back up, but not easily as Assman throws elbows back
at Everhardt, trying to break the waistlock. Everhardt gets him back up and goes for a release German suplex! But Assman lands on his feet! Assman with
a waistlock on Everhardt. Everhardt reverses it and goes for another German but Assman lands on his feet again! Everhardt turns around to meet a right
from Assman. He runs Everhardt into the ropes, Irish whips him… but Everhardt reverses! Assman off of the ropes… right into an Everplex!

ROB MARTINEZ: What a suplex!

Now Everhardt is going over to Assman, grabbing his legs… Texas Cloverleaf 3000! He has it locked in, angling back so that all of the pressure is on Assman’s
neck. But Assman is using his arms to push himself up, forcing the pressure down onto his lower back, where it is easier to sustain. And Assman kicks back,
forcing Everhardt to release the hold. Everhardt runs back at Assman, but Assman pivots around and drop toe hold’s Everhardt’s right on to the rope! His
neck hits the rope and he flies backwards, landing on his shoulders then flipping over.

ROB MARTINEZ: Oh my God!

MURCIELAGO: Chill out. This is just the beginning of the match.

Assman goes over to Everhardt and picks him up. Everhardt is holding his neck in pain. Assman applies a side headlock to Everhardt, but Everhardt quickly
elbows out of it. They lock-up. Everhardt shoots forward with a double-leg takedown. He stands up, holding one of Assman’s legs up, then drops an elbow
into Assman’s knee, right into a kneelock. Assman is grinding his teeth in pain, trying to crawl towards the ropes. He can’t get to the ropes… but he
can apply a nerve pinch to Everhardt, forcing him to release the kneelock. Assman swings his leg around and grabs Everhardt’s head in a head scissors.
Assman wrenching his legs, trying to force the oxygen out of Everhardt’s throat. Everhardt is kicking, but unable to get out. Finally he is able to kick
out and use his arms to push the legs off of him. Core has entered the ring now. He locks up with Assman as Everhardt is trying to get some oxygen back
in his lungs. And here comes Zellor! Low blow to Core as he is tied up with Assman. He keels over… right into an European uppercut from Assman! His head
bounces back… and Zellor grabs the back of it.. inverted DDT! And a cover!

MURCIELAGO: Now that’s some good teaming right there! Zellor does have balls of steel. It might not be pretty. But, hell, it works. No denying that.

Before the referee’s hand can hit the mat once, Everhardt has leapt off of the turnbuckle and dropped a senton onto Zellor! Assman grabs Core and throws
him out of the ring! But Everhardt has risen to his feet. He seizes the opportunity to clothesline Assman out of the ring! Assman lands on top of Core.
Now Zellor is charging Everhardt. Everhardt drops his head to back body drop Zellor, but Zellor sees it coming and kicks him in the head! And a dropkick
sends Everhardt to the outside. Everhardt, Core, and Assman are all slowly getting to their feet. Zellor jumps onto the top-rope… springboard dive! He
brings all three men down!

ROB MARTINEZ: He simply DOES NOT CARE about his body!

MURCIELAGO: Any wrestler who did wouldn’t be in REBEL. Wait, that isn’t true. We have a bunch of herbs. Nevermind.

Zellor first to his feet. Folds up a steel chair… he goes to use it on Everhardt but decides not to, instead dropping it and hitting Everhardt with a
discus clothesline, which sends him back down. He picks up the chair… brings it across Core’s forehead! Zellor helps Assman to his feet. They pull a
table out from underneath the ring and begin setting it up. Assman picks up Everhardt and piledrives him! On the OUTSIDE! Assman puts Everhardt on the
table as Zellor climbs up the turnbuckle! Back senton splash through Everhardt on the table!

ROB MARTINEZ: Zellor seems to be showing Everhardt some respect… notice how he didn’t use the chair on him when he could have?

MURCIELAGO: Notice how he just put the man through a table?

ROB MARTINEZ: Well, they ARE still wrestling each other. And for the straps!

The senton hurt Zellor too though. He is holding his lower back as Assman goes over to Core and starts to pick him up. But Core fires a fist into Assman’s
gut! Another! Assman with an axehandle to Core’s back which sends him back down to a knee. Assman begins to pull him up again, but Core responds with a
flurry of fists to Assman’s midsection! Elbow to the side of Assman’s face. Another. Core tries to whip Assman into the guard rail, but Assman reverses
and Core’s back hits HARD! Core stumbles forward, right into a lariat by Assman! Assman is doing the Wiggle!

ROB MARTINEZ: The fans are going crazy for the Wiggle! They love Assman!

MURCIELAGO: Most of the fans are young men who are cheering while an older man dances for them. Does that strike you as a little (BLEEP) up?

Assman grabs Core’s head. He is going to try to piledrive him like he did his tag team partner! He has him up. But Core is kicking his legs. Core gets back
to his feet, lifts Assman… big back body drop on the cement!

MURCIELAGO: Doesn’t look as cool as going through a table, but shit hurts a whole lot more.

Here comes Zellor. He has the chair and he’s going after Core! But Core spins around and superkicks the CHAIR into Zellor’s FACE!

ROB MARTINEZ: OH MY GOD!

Assman slowly getting to his feet. Here comes Everhardt. Both Everhardt and Core grab Assman and pull him up to his feet. Everhardt with a spinning heel
kick to the face of Assman while Core hit him with a leg sweep aimed at his ankles! WHAT A MOVE!

ROB MARTINEZ: Some great tag team action tonight! Core and Everhardt really work well together!

Core and Everhardt are back to their feet. Core jumps off of the ring apron, Everhardt off of the guardrail… dual Asai MOONSAULTS onto Assman! They get
to their feet as Zellor climbs the turnbuckle. They turn around and see him but it’s too late as he lands a cross body block on both of them! Zellor getting
to his feet, still wobbly from the superkick to the face and from the block. He waits for Core to stand, then hits him with a knee lift followed by a clothesline,
sending him back down. He goes for a knee lift on Everhardt, but Everhardt catches him! Everhardt has his arms locked behind Zellor’s neck, forcing his
leg and head together. And he hits him with a SUPLEX onto the HARD FLOOR!

ROB MARTINEZ: Just an amazing reversal there by Everhardt! What an impact that man has made on REBEL thus far! Both him and his partner!

Assman is up to his feet, walking over towards Everhardt. Everhardt sees him coming and kicks him in gut… but Assman catches his leg! Everhardt goes for
an enziguri kick, but Assman ducks it! Assman grabs Everhardt’s head and hits him with a snapmare driver on the floor!

MURCIELAGO: Well, that move right there may have ended Everhardt’s short REBEL career. His name’ll be forgotten.

Assman turns around to go for Core, but Core is already to his feet. In fact, Core is already perched on the guard rail! Moonsault to Assman! But Assman
catches him! Assman is going to give him a tombstone piledriver… but no! No! Core reverses in to a tombstone of his own! And he lands it!

MURCIELAGO: Smashing the other guy into something hard and unforgiving. Professional wrestling.

Core climbs back into the ring. He is soaking up the cheers of the fans, yelling at them, pumping them up, and in return himself. Zellor is the first one
stirring on the outside. He is staggering about, his eyes searching for the chair. He finds it and starts to climb into the ring but Core is bouncing against
the ropes, he goes for a baseball slide into the chair in to Zellor, but Zellor is able to get out of the way. Core gets nailed by the chair! He falls…but
Zellor catches him and throws him in the ring. Zellor is now climbing back in with the chair. Core is on all fours, trying to clear his head of the great
pain in his forehead… only to be distracted with pain in his back as Zellor brings the chair down across his back! Again! Zellor tosses the chair. He
picks up Core. He’s going for the Scar!

MURCIELAGO: Little guy’s gonna tap.

ROB MARTINEZ: That little guy has an ENORMOUS heart!

MURCIELAGO: You know what they say about guys with enormous hearts?

ROB MARTINEZ: What’s that?

MURCIELAGO: Shut up.

He has it locked in! But Core trips out Zellor’s legs! Core drops a fist into the crotch of Zellor! Payback time from earlier!

ROB MARTINEZ: Only fair!

Zellor is rolling around, but not as much as a normal man would. He begins to shake it off and stand… when Core meets him with a shining wizard! Now Core
has that chair and he is going up top with it. Top-rope leg-drop with the chair underneath him! Right across the HEAD of ZELLOR! Now Everhardt is getting
back into the ring, though he’s holding his head. The teammates pick up Zellor. They are bringing him up to the top-rope! They are hooking the Spanish
Fly! THE SPANISH FLY! DOUBLE HARDT ATTACK!

MURCIELAGO: This move’s pretty sick.

ROB MARTINEZ: This is the end of their third title reign! THE END!

But Zellor is fighting back! Elbows to Everhardt! Elbows to Core! Assman is getting back into the ring. Zellor pushes Core off of the turnbuckle… right
into the Ass-Cracker! THE ASS-CRACKER!

ROB MARTINEZ: Oh my God! As my daughter would say: O! M! G! O! M! G!

Assman is going for a cover! Everhardt and Zellor exchanging fists!

ONE!

Everhardt gets the advantage. He hooks Zellor.

TWO!

ROB MARTINEZ: OH MY GOD! HARDT ATTACK TO ZELLOR, THROWING HIM ON TOP OF TREY AND CORE! The cover is broken!

MURCIELAGO: I think these fans are chanting my name.

ROB MARTINEZ: No, Murc! They are chanting ‘REBEL!’ ‘REBEL!’ ‘REBEL!’ ‘REBEL!’

Everhardt is the only one who is able to get to his feet, and even he is doing it slowly. He drags Zellor into the middle of the ring and goes for a cover!
ONE!

TWO!

Assman is able to get up and drop an elbow, preventing the pinfall!

Everhardt and Assman lock-up, Everhardt with the immediate advantage. He walks Assman into the corner and delivers a vicious slap into his chest! Another!
He whips him in to the opposite corner, but Assman bounces back and takes down a charging Everhardt with a clothesline! Core is standing now. He charges
Assman. Assman spins around and catches him with the Ass-assination! ASS-ASSINATION! A COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

MURCIELAGO: Goodnight, little man!

THR…NO!

NO! Core gets a foot on the ropes! Assman drags him back into the middle of the ring. Another cover!

ONE!

Everhardt is back to his feet.

Two!

Everhardt charges in to break up the pinfall, but Zellor meets him with a SPEAR!

THR…NO! NO! Core kicks out!

Assman picking up Core, while Zellor picks up Everhardt. They push their respective opponents into the corners, then whip them into each other! Everhardt
and Core bounce off of each other, only to meet simultaneous knee lifts and clotheslines from their opponents! Zellor is going to the outside. He takes
one table and puts it in the ring. He is about to hop back in but decides to retrieve a second table which he slides in too! Assman picks up Everhardt.
Regal Suplex into a cover!

ROB MARTINEZ: Assman wants to end this match without the use of tables if he can!

MURCIELAGO: Weakness.

ONE!

TWO!

THR…KICKOUT! KICKOUT!

Assman sighs, guess the tables will have to be used! Zellor leans a table up against a turnbuckle. He grabs Core and runs him into the opposite corner,
then whips him towards the TABLE! But Core reverses into a short-arm clothesline! Zellor ducks it, gets behind Core. Core reverses! He hoists Zellor up,
runs backwards… GERMAN INTO THE TABLE! Assman is going over towards Core , but Everhardt is up and meets him with a lock-up while Core makes a cover!
ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

NO!

NO!

Zellor kicks out somehow! Core is setting up that second table while Everhardt and Assman battle for the advantage in their lock-up. Core is putting Zellor
on the table!

ROB MARTINEZ: I can’t even imagine what he’s going to do to Zellor!

Everhardt with a side headlock. He is wrenching it in as Core goes up top! Assman reverses the headlock into a BIG back suplex! Core leaps off…

…

…

…but Assman is able to pull Zellor off of the table! CORE 630 SPLASHES THROUGH THE TABLE WITH NO ONE THERE TO BREAK HIS FALL!

Assman with a cover!

ONE!

TWO!

MURCIELAGO: Now he’s done.

ROB MARTINEZ: But what an effort it was!

THREE…NO!

NO! Core kicks out! Assman can’t believe it!

ROB MARTINEZ: I can’t believe it!

MURCIELAGO: So, what? Kid’s got heart, but that ain’t enough.

Zellor is slow to his feet, walks over to Everhardt. He’s going to put him in the Scar! He’s got it in… NO! NO! Everhardt reverses into the Texas Cloverleaf
3000! What a REVERSAL!

ROB MARTINEZ: He’s really leaning back, trying to win those titles!

Assman has Core up for an Ass-assination but he has to help out his fellow champion! He drops Core, runs off of the ropes and clotheslines Everhardt, breaking
the move. He goes back over to Core, pulls him up, but Core is fighting back! Elbow to the gut! Another! Core runs and bounces off of the ropes, charges
at Assman, Assman ducks a clothesline. Core off of the opposite ropes. Assman turns around to meet a dropkick to the face! Core gets on top of Assman..
he applies the Lockout! THE LOCKOUT!

ROB MARTINEZ: Core is as fast as lightning in that ring.

MURCIELAGO: I’m tempted to make some sort of Natural Destruction joke.

Zellor and Everhardt both to their feet. Everhardt ducks a clothesline, grabs Zellor… KOBASHI SPECIAL!

ROB MARTINEZ: He landed on his HEAD!

Now Everhardt is locking in the Cloverleaf 3000! Both men have the champs in PAINFUL submission moves!

ROB MARTINEZ: Unbelievable! This provides DOUBLE the CHANCE for a TAPOUT!

Assman is screaming and moving about frantically, trying to get out of the Lockout. Everhardt is cinching back, forcing Zellor’s neck and head to twist
in an unnatural way. Will they tap out? Will just one of them tap out?

…

…

Zellor rolls through! Zellor rolls through! Now he’s applying the Scar to Everhardt! THE SCAR!

Core gives Assman a few more seconds to tap, but then decides he better prevent his partner from tapping! He releases the hold, grabs the steel chair, bounces
off of the ropes and plants it across Zellor’s forehead, sending him back! Everhardt takes advantage of the momentum and rolls through, holding Zellor’s
legs!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE–NO! NO!

Core drops the chair and walks over to Assman. Again going for the Lockout, but Assman spins out of the way, grabs Core’s ankle… ANKLE LOCK! Everhardt
slow getting to his feet. Zellor has rolled to safety outside of the ring. Everhardt becomes aware of Assman’s ankle lock and runs over. He grabs Assman’s
ankle! ANKLE LOCK TO ASSMAN at the same time he has one applied to JOHN X CORE! Core was fighting it, but he seems to be weakening. Zellor is going up
to the top-rope. Diving headbutt to Core! But Core happens to begin struggling again, crawling out of the way in just the nick of time!

ROB MARTINEZ: Two men in ankle locks! Only in REBEL Pro!

Zellor hit the mat hard. Core sees him and seizes the opportunity! He puts an ankle lock on ZELLOR!

ROB MARTINEZ: THREE!

Everhardt is the only one not in danger of submitting. Zellor is trying to drag all three men with him towards the rope so he can get it, but Everhardt
is fighting him from the other end.

MURCIELAGO: I liked it better when they were using chairs and fighting. This is ridiculous.

Zellor reaches the rope! The ref demands that Core lets go. He does. Core lunges forward and grabs the rope himself. Assman lets go. It’s just Everhardt
with the lock on Assman!

MURCIELAGO: Looks like Britain’s about to surrender to America once again.

Zellor stands, limping over to break it up, but Core meets him with a punch to the side of the face. Another. Zellor ducks a third blow and grabs the chair!
He swings it at Core, but Core ducks it! Core with a swift kick to Zellor’s gut. He steals the chair from Zellor and brings it down across his forehead!
Zellor falls to the ground… but strikes back up with a low blow to Core! Core screams in pain, then brings the chair down with an ABSOLUTELY VICIOUS
SHOT to the HEAD! Zellor falls back, his eyes rolling back in to his head.

ROB MARTINEZ: THAT was SICK!

MURCIELAGO: Not bad. Not bad.

Assman finally reaches the rope! Everhardt gets up. Core comes over. They are dragging Assman to the top-rope! They are going for the Spanish Fly, the Double
Hardt Attack again!

ROB MARTINEZ: Now it’s over! New champs!

But Zellor is getting to his feet. He’s wobbly, but he’ll prevent any pinfall. As they are about to execute the move, Core sees Zellor. And he abandons
ship! He leaps off of the turnbuckle… hurricanrana to Zellor, he grabs the ropes with his arms, sending both Zellor and himself over the top-rope! OH
MY GOD! Everhardt hits the solo HARDT ATTACK onto the CHAIR! John X Core is back to his feet… he’s going up top! Another 630 Splash! This one hit the
target! Core with a cover!

ONE!

TWO!

Holy shit!

THREE!

New champs! New champs!

ROB MARTINEZ: John X Core and Nick Everhardt have done it! They’ve done it! They have proved to their critics, proved to everyone that doubted them, that
they are the REAL DEAL! For Everhardt, the third time was the charm. He lost to Massacre. He lost to Phoenix. But he just won the tag GOLD! His partner,
arguably the most resilient man on the REBEL Pro roster, has finally proven himself! No more lost title opportunities–he HAS a TITLE! What a MATCH!

MURCIELAGO: Pretty good. I’m sure we’ll get these teams shoved down our throat like we did a few months back with B.U.R. and Zeke and Rey.

ROB MARTINEZ: I hope so! What great tag teams! What a match!

Core and Everhardt are celebrating in the ring. Zellor stops to spit at Core who just ignores him, too happy to finally have a piece of the REBEL gold.
He shows the title to one part of the crowd who begins chanting ‘CORE!’ ‘CORE!’ ‘CORE!’ Meanwhile, Everhardt is showing his title to another part who are
chanting ‘THIRD TIME’S THE CHARM!’ Clap. Clap. Clap.Clap.Clap. ‘THIRD TIME’S THE CHARM!’ Clap. Clap. Clap.Clap.Clap. Zellor begins arguing with a fan at
ringside with a disgusted look on his face, but Assman puts his hand on his shoulder and guides him towards the back, allowing Core and Everhardt their
moment in the limelight.

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JENNY JERSEY: The following match is the AMBULANCE MATCH! It is for the REBEL Carolinas Championship!

Def Leopard hits the speakers and out comes the REBEL Carolinas Champ. Mikey walks out, steel chair in hand, wearing the gold proudly. The cheers are LOUD!
“Massacre is Immortal” is wrote on a sign, and Mikey doesn’t seem to care. He is ALL BUSINESS tonight. He enters the ring, bashes his head with the chair
a few times, and throws it down. He is ready to fight.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first, he is fighting out of Albuquerque, New Mexico. He weighs in at two hundred thirty five pounds. He is the current reigning
and defending REBEL CAROLINAS CHAMPION! MIKEY MASSACRE!

ROB MARTINEZ: Mikey and Manny and Barbara.. this whole situation is just bad. Mikey is looking to kill Manny.

MURCIELAGO: Kill Manny? Manny might kill a guy and not care whether he is mad at him or not. Manny is gonna carve Mikey up, leave him for dead.

Manny X walks out as “Jerkoff” by Tool starts up. Manny walks out wearing a White Lace Blouse. He has a blond wig, shoulder length and his face is painted
like a Red Skull.

ROB MARTINEZ: I don’t think Mikey wants to wait a second longer.

Mikey Massacre tells Dale McDonald to ring the bell. He obliges and Mikey with a suicide dive on the maniacal Manny X. He rolls off of Manny and gets up
to an explosive, “FUCK HIM UP MIKEY, FUCK HIM UP!” Mikey looks at the ambulance parked at the dock doors of the REBEL Arena. Mikey picks up Manny, rips
the wig off of him, and the dress too. Manny is painted white all over his body. Mikey lands a few shots, only to be hit low and fall in agony. Manny X
pulls out some plunder from the ring. He grabs an aluminum trash can and pops the rising Mikey in the head. Mikey goes to one knee and BAM! popped again.
Manny gets in the face of Mikey and points to the ambulance. “YOU GOING FOR A RIDE SON, JUST LIKE BARB!”

MURCIELAGO: Mikey isn’t looking like much of a champ. He looks like Barbara, you know, like a bitch!

ROB MARTINEZ: Mikey is fighting for a lot more than a belt. His pride for one. And you are gonna sit there and low ball the guy?

MURCIELAGO: His pride must not mean much, letting Manny beat him down and all.

Mikey fights back with rights and lefts as the comment has pissed him off. Manny grabs the lid to the can and swings but misses. Mikey with a boot to Manny’s
stomach and DDT ON THE CONCRETE! No pretty blue mats here. That’s all bone crunching floor baby! Manny twitches a bit. Mikey Massacre looks under the ring
and finds a couple of steel chairs. He sets them up facing one another. He looks at Manny and smiles a bit. Retribution on his mind, as is revenge. He
gets Manny up and in a front face lock. SUPLEX.. BLOCKED! FRONT SUPLEX ON THE CHAIRS! Mikey rolls around on the floor in complete misery. His ribs are
at least bruised, but more than likely cracked. Manny grabs a bag from under the ring. He pulls out some wireless hair cutting shears. He smiles and boots
Mikey in the head.

MURCIELAGO: The eighties are long gone, ’bout time someone did up Mikey’s hair.

ROB MARTINEZ: Everyone is just running amuck around here without Garrett in the house.

MIKEY’S MULLET IS BEING SHAVED OFF! Manny wants to strip everything away from Mikey Massacre. Mikey fights him off, but his hair is a terrible mess, even
worse than when it was a mullet. Mikey’s rage is sky rocketing. A series of punches are unleashed as Manny covers up. Manny comes out fighting with Unbelievably
Furious offense of his on. Chops, punches, forearm strikes, and some well placed kicks. He is going for a Big boot, but Mikey ducks. He grabs him though,
catching Manny in a high cradle position… HIGH CRADLE SUPLEX ON THE FLOOR! Taz would be proud! Manny and Mikey lay on the ground. Neither moves for several
seconds. Dale McDonald can do nothing but watch. REBEL! REBEL! REBEL! is chanting throughout the sold out building. This is becoming the most violent feud
in REBEL history. Both men try to rise up after that risky move from Mikey. The toll is being taken on both men’s bodies. Manny is up last, and Mikey charges
with a clothesline. Manny has enough time to move and throw Mikey over the guardrail. He lands in front of the thirty dollar front row seats. Manny grabs
Mikey and pulls him over the the guardrail. Well almost over it. He holds him, his feet still on the railing. HANGING DIAMOND CUTTER!

HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

ROB MARTINEZ: Mikey might be dead.

Manny picks up the shears again and finishes taking off the mullet, leaving spotty patches. He laughs as he throws the hair at the fans, then threatens
to “cut them from their dick to their assholes”. Mikey is up, only because Manny picked him up. They move toward the ambulance a bit, as Mikey gets thrown
down the aisle. He rolls hitting the railing. Manny stalks over him, grabbing a chair from the crowd. Mikey begins trying to get up. Manny swings like
Mark McGwire on juice, and DENTS THE CHAIR WITH MIKEY’S THICK SKULL. Mikey goes down, only to GET…

BACK…

UP!

Manny looks surprised but wastes little time blasting the current Carolina’s champ again. HOLY SHIT NUMBER TWO AS MIKEY GETS UP! Blood is pouring out of
the head of Mikey Massacre, but he is indeed not going down just yet. He staggers back towards the Ambulance. Manny charges with the chair, but a DROP
TOE HOLD BY MIKEY. Manny hits the floor and the chair hits his head when he falls. Bleeding from the mouth is Manny X. Mikey is disoriented but standing.
Manny tackles Mikey. He lays in some heavy hands but Mikey flips him over and begins popping Manny good. It’s resembling a street fight in the hood over
drugs. These men are blasting each other. Manny’s lip is busted. Mikey’s head is cut, and eye swelling.

MURCIELAGO: This is just a fist fight now and it’s a good thing both men we’re already ugly.

ROB MARTINEZ: This is getting worse than the Glass match. And I never thought a REBEL match would.

They get up after growing tired of repeatedly pummeling one another. Manny grabs Mikey and smashes his head into the ambulance. Blood stains the side of
the Emergency vehicle. Manny X goes after some more plunder. He finds a table. He sets it up next to the ambulance. Mikey is bleeding everywhere. He stands
up and gets a punch to the head. Manny X grabs up Mikey and tries to lock on the Katahajime. He is going for the Katahajime suplex, but it’s blocked. Mikey
grabs up Manny X… GANG BANGING SINCE 94! Mikey hit Manny with his own pet move. Manny is out. Mikey is asking the fans for something. One finally has
what he needs. DUCT TAPE! Manny is placed on the table. The crowd rise to their feet. Mikey begins to tape Manny to the table. Manny wakes up and is squirming
but can’t go anywhere.

ROB MARTINEZ: Mikey Massacre has a ladder and is climbing it.

MURCIELAGO: That suicidal idiot isn’t using it to jump off of, he is going to get on the top of the damn ambulance!

ROB MARTINEZ: HOLY HELL…

Mikey Massacre looks down at the crowd and then Manny, then yells.. FUCK YOU MANNY!

FROG SPLASH OFF THE AMBULANCE, SENDING MANNY X THROUGH THE TABLE TO THE CONCRETE FLOOR!

Mikey holds his ribs and squirms around, writhing in pain. The crowd? UN FUCKIN’ REAL! They have seen a lot, but that even made the hardcore fans grimace.
Manny is out. Mikey is trying to get up. He drags the unconscience Manny to the back of the ambulance. Mikey opens up the doors and

GETS BOOTED IN THE FACE!

BY THE MYSTERY MAN FROM THE REBEL UNDERGROUND SHOW! Manny is barely up. Mikey is up, but the man in the Ambulance has a odd looking Ball Bat. He nails Mikey
in the head with it. The mystery guy grabs Mikey for a DDT.

ROB MARTINEZ: FLIPPING DDT! That with the bat has just finished off Mikey.

MURCIELAGO: Yeah and who does that remind you of?

ROB MARTINEZ: Dio Muerte!

Indeed, and the first mask comes off, only to reveal a second one… the trade mark one. Dio and Manny throw Mikey into the Ambulance. The door shuts.

DING!

JENNY JERSEY: The winner and NEW REBEL CAROLINA’S CHAMPION… MANNY X!

Manny doesn’t really know what happened. But before any celebration can happen… CUZIN ZEKE bulls through the curtain. Dio runs through the crowd and Manny…
well Manny doesn’t have it in him to run. Zeke picks Manny up and slams him on the concrete.

ROB MARTINEZ: Zeke has been low key and calm since November… leave it to Manny X to piss him off.

THEN THE LIGHTS GO OUT!

MURCIELAGO: Rick Garrett could have paid the damn power bill before he went on vacation.

Seconds later, we see the lights come up. A big man is in the ring. He wears a black cowboy hat. A black leather duster. Dark sunglasses, and smile.

THE BEAST BRUCE RICHARDS!

And he has a mic.

BRUCE RICHARDS: Rob Martinez, you were half right. A new commissioner is going to be named, just not in a few weeks. Rick Garrett left this place and the
wrestlers found out. They ran around like inmates with no warden. Well, look at the new “Sheriff” in town!

I got some business to conduct, and let’s start with the guy who currently has Mr. Zeke’s boot on his chest.

Manny X, you did win that belt tonight, BUT, you didn’t win it alone. Now, I’m not sure why Dio Muerte returned to help you, but he did, and it doesn’t
sit well with me. I don’t need to hear sides of the story, cause it really amounts to one thing. YOU DID NOT DEFEAT THE CHAMP! So you are the shortest
reigning champ in REBEL History..

YOU’RE STRIPPED OF THE BELT!

Next week, in a REBEL first… A three way Iron Man Match for the Vacated Carolinas title. Manny X versus Mikey Massacre versus that coward Dio Muerte.
Cuzin Zeke, you mind bringing me that belt? The winner will face Mr. Zeke for the belt as scheduled in July.

Also, since people seem to have issues with people… I’ll announce some other matches. Derrick Steele, a man has been calling your name out all week, and
you are free this week. JASON wants to show you why he deserved that Golden Ticket and you get a challenge before your title match.

Speaking of JASON, since him and Blood didn’t seem to settle anything tonight, on July first they will meet in a FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE MATCH!

Blood has been calling out Kurt Castle, and after their brawl, at the REBEL Underground they will be fighting one on one! But Blood doesn’t get his stipulations.
I don’t like World title matches getting interrupted. But they do get to fight it out, and prove who is the man.

The tag division is HOT! The new champs will defend their newly one belts against Black Underground Railroad on July first. Before that though, they will
fight in SINGLES MATCHES! The other four teams will be competing hard over the next few weeks in a Round Robin tournament to decide the rankings! Winner
will be number one contender for the belts and they get to name the stips for the title match!

Natural Destruction will be facing against The Dark Market in a DOUBLE DOG COLLAR MATCH! Nation of Innovation face Young and James! Both of those matches
next week! Also, due to his great performance, Thomas Young will be the first man to get a spot in the Number One Contenders Cup match on July first. He
is entered into the Red, White and Bruised Brawl!

Other great matches and also some new faces will be on the card in Charlotte! REBEL is a great wrestling promotion and I’ll make damn sure it still is when
Mr. Garrett returns!

The show fades as the crowd is stunned with what the Beast just laid down…

REBEL is under BEASTLY LAW!