American Anarchy 2009 06/02/2009

American Anarchy 2009
06/02/2009
What seems like millions, but is actually only three hundred and fifty people mill about in the concession stand, merchandise area, and some are actually
sitting in their seats waiting for the action to begin. Rex Caliber is out signing autographs for the fans with a purchase of the Best of Rex DVD there
on his table. The new Rebel Icons shirts are going like hotcakes and Chad Kurtis is allowing a little boy to hold his belts while he takes a picture with
the little tyke.

“Backed up against the wall
The animal makes his final stand
He spits and growls and shows his teeth
He’s a foreigner in his own land”

All of the fans look up, they know that this song signals the beginning of the show as soon as it is through playing. They quickly finish their purchases
and hurry to the ringside area.

“When there’s nowhere else to run
You’re a rebel
No more battles to be one
You’re a rebel
Stands out there with his pride
Fights with no one on his side
You’re a rebel”

The song continues to play as Jenny Jersey steps sexily through the ropes.

“Without mercy the pack descends
Hear the cries of justice are in his defense
With a smug satisfaction they strip him bare
They kill the soul that should have flourished there”

She walks to each side of the ring, playing to the crowd there. The chorus plays one more time to give them time to get to their seats.

“When there’s nowhere else to run
You’re a rebel
No more battles to be one
You’re a rebel
Stands out there with his pride
Fights with no one on his side
You’re a rebel

You’re a rebel and not a winner
You’re a fighter and now you’re bloodied
You’re a rebel and not a winner
You’re a fighter and now you’re bloodied
You’re a rebel and not a winner
You’re a fighter and now you’re bleeding”

JENNY JERSEY: Alright! Lets get right into the action!

The crowd is happy to hear that and they cheer!

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As “Circus” by Britney Spears plays we hear a few wolf whistles from the mostly unresponsive crowd.

COREY TAYLOR: There’s only two types of people in the world, the ones that entertain and the ones that observe.

ROB MARTINEZ: Well, given her performance on Underground, Miss DiMera better be a put-on-a-show kind of girl this week.

Riley stands at the beginning of the aisleway then starts jogging down to the ring.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first, from Chicago Illinois, standing at five feet seven inches … RILEY DIMERA!

Riley dives in under the bottom rope and awaits her opponent for American Anarchy.

“Baila Cassanova” by Paulina Rubio is heard through-out Rebel Arena as Jenny Jersey continues her introductions

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

This time we hear a much louder reaction from the crowd. Female fans cheering “The King of Hearts” as he signs autograph books and hands out flowers while
the main whiste at his sister, seemingly without effect. When they reach the ring, Mariposas walks over to stand at Rey’s corner as her “Little Brother”
enters the ring. Rey approaches Riley, stops smiles and offers her the remaining small bouquet

ROB MARTINEZ: Isn’t that sweet?

COREY TAYLOR: He is just trying to get in her cvs cialis pants. Can’t say I blame him though.

Taking the flowers, Miss DiMera throws them in Casanova’s face then delivers a hook kick to the back of his right knee. Caught off guard, El Rey drops to
his one knee on the mat. Riley takes two quick steps backward and hits the ropes, springboarding into a verticle press, knocking Corazones onto his back.
She follows it up with a barage of punches to his head and chest.

ROB MARTINEZ: Riley getting agressive early on this match. Probably trying to make up for her poor showing last week.

COREY TAYLOR: Yeah, Aggressive and she likes to be on TOP. I’m starting to like this girl !!

After the flurry of hitting has gone on for a while, La Reina de los Mariposas slides under the bottom rope and grabs Riley by the hair yanking her back
and yelling at her. As the croud starts to chant “HLA . . . HLA . . .” we see two ugly looking figures wearing dark glasses stand up and start to make
their way toward the ring. Before they get far, however, the ref comes over and shoos Mari out of the ring.

ROB MARTINEZ: Mari interfereing there, trying to save her brother the embarasment of a quick loss. It also sounded like she was yelling something about
being the top Biotch on the Rebel roster.

COREY TAYLOR: More like the Ref just saved La Reina. By the look of things a couple of Riley’s Mafia bodyguards were gonna jump in as well and teach Queen
Butterfly a lesson.

ROB MARTINEZ: Meh, they were more likely just eager fans. Just likely trying to get a better view of the match.

COREY TAYLOR: You realy ARE naive, aren’t you?

El Rey and Riley are both up now and circling around each other, sizing up their opponent. Rey sticks to the center and La Figlia della Mafia (Italian for
The Daughter of Mafia) keeps close to the ropes. After several moments Riley is the first to make a move as she tries to repeat her success from before
by launching herself off the ropes again. Thistime she goes for a springboard moonsault but Corazones catches her in mid air and executes a full nelson
body slam. He gets to his knees pulling her into a sitting position and locks in a rear chin lock. Miss DiMera struggles to free herself inching closer
and closer to the ropes.

COREY TAYLOR: I wonder if Riley is failing to realize that there are no rope breaks.

ROB MARTINEZ: By the look in her eyes, don’t think that is what she has planned anyway.

With a final struggle, Riley slides out of the ring, using her weight to pull El Rey down, guillotining him on the ring rope. We hear a collective Owwww
from the audience and The King of Hearts releases his grip to grab for his windpipe Riley takes this moment to scramble up again and start climbing the
turnbuckles and delivers a double axehandle which drives Rey to one knee. Still holding his neck and coughing, Corazones stands up and Riley DiMera grabs
him by his wrist, using all of her weight to Irish whip him into the ropes. She sets up for a spear as Rey rebounds but El Rey sees it and performs a soumersault
over her to land on his feet. Riley, though, lands hard on her leading shoulder.

ROB MARTINEZ: And The King of Hearts shows the fans some great acrobatics as well as excellent ring presence there, evading the Mafia Princess.

COREY TAYLOR: Yes, Miss DiMera may have some Luchedora training but El Rey IS Luche.

Casanova shakes his head and steps over to offer Riley an assist in standing. She thanks him however by punching the King in the crown jewels. The guys
in the crowd moan in sympathy as Riley DiMera climbs the inside of the turnbuckles and waits. El Rey de Corazones slowly straightens up and turns around
only to meet Riley DiMera’s shoulder as she has just launched herself into . . .

ROB MARTINEZ: It’s the RDM . . . Miss DiMera’s finishing move. She picked a great time to execute it with El Rey stunned by that last move.

COREY TAYLOR: Yes, but will she be able to capitalize on her good fortune.

She goes for the pin . . .

. . . 1

. . . 2 NO!

ROB MARTINEZ: And El Rey powers out at just under the two count. You know, I heard a rumor backstage that after Arial Assault, Mariposas is gonna be challenging
Lyndsey Valentine to come to Rebel and defend her NAPW Women’s title.

COREY TAYLOR: Now THERE is a rematch I would realy be Jonesing for.

ROB MARTINEZ: You AND most of the male fanbase.

Both Corazones and Miss DiMera stagger to their feet. Riley, frustrated goes to charge at El Rey but Mariposas reaches under the ropes and grabs her foot.
This brief pause gives Rey just enouth time to meet Riley’s charge with a spinning Clothsline . . . But Riley falls back into a Matrix Evasion. El Rey
however uses the momentum of his spin as he hits the ropes and rebounds into a lionsault. He grabs at Riley and as he does he continues the move into a
La Majistral Cradle.

. . . 1

. . . 2

. . . 3

JENNY JERSEY: And the Winner of the match . . . El REY DE CORAZONES!!

ROB MARTINEZ: And The King of Hearts achieves a much needed win with the Horquilla del Corazón. The fans are realy eating this up tonight!

COREY TAYLOR: Yeah, and this was just the Opener. We have many more great matches to look forward to yet.

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

“Voices” by Rev Theory blares through the crowd as Chamelion walks from the back. Chamelion is wearing camoflauge and is carrying a plastic toy shotgun.
He looks around with a set of binocalurs and holds a finger to his lips, but the fans only give him more boos. He pays no attention to the booing crowd
who knows who he is from the episodes of Saturday Night Rampage. He walks over to a fan who has an outstretched hand, the fan is about ten years old. Chamelion
sticks out his hand before pulling it back and giving his trademark cheshire cat grin.

JENNY JERSEY: From Las Vegas Nevada, he stands at six feet four inches, weighs in at two hundred and forty-five pounds. Representing the Pioneer Wrestling
Association, CHAMELION!

Chamelion walks up the steps and climbs into the ring.

“Anthem for the Underdog” by 12 Stones flies through the speakers as the crowd jumps for the Bird of Prey.

JENNY JERSEY: From British Columbia Canada, he stands at six feet two inches, weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds… he is your Rebel Pro #1 Contender
Cup Holder… BIRD OF PREY!

Jacob looks in the ring at the camoflauged Chamelion and shakes his head before handing the cup to the fan that Chamelion messed with just moments before.
Jacob then climbs the steps, jumping over the top rope. Chamelion looks down the sight of the shotgun and pulls the trigger. Yellow pellets shower down
over Jacob, which just serves to infuriate him. Chamelion laughs as Jacob charges at him.

ROB MARTINEZ: A little uncalled for.

COREY TAYLOR: That is hilarius; wonder why no one else has ever done it.

DING DING

Chamelion drops the gun, collar and elbow tie up. Chamelion with a wristlock into a hammerlock. He slaps the cheek of Jacob before releasing the hold. Bird
of Prey turns

around charging at Chamelin; drop toe hold and Bird of Prey is on the canvas. Kip up by Chamelion has him back on his feet, baseball slide
into Jacob, who rolls out of the way. Jacob up to his feet, throwing a right hand at Chamelion, it connects driving the PWA superstar backwards into the
center of the ring. Another right hand, Chamelion ducks underfull nelson merging into a DDT sends Jacob forehead first onto the canvas. Chamelion kips
up wiping sweat from his brow then slapping his hand across Jacob’s face. Chamelion hits the ropes, seeeming to be ready for an elbow drop, Bird of Prey
moves as the elbow comes down, Chamelion’s elbow slams into the canvas hard. Bird of Prey up quickly hitting the ropes with a springboard lionsault that
flattens Chamelion to the canvas. He quickly pulls the PWA superstar back to his feet, Irish whip into the corner. BoP charges in, Chamelion with a foot
raised. Jacobslides under the bottom rope, having ducked under the foot. As he slides past Chamelion’s foot, he grabs the planted foot, pulling it with
his momentum. Chamelion lands face first on the canvas as BoP’s momentum keeps him going, Chamelion crotched on the ringpost. The crowd groans.

COREY TAYLOR: Sandra isn’t going to be able to play tonight.

ROB MARTINEZ: Sandra?

COREY TAYLOR: Chamelion’s wife.

Bird of Prey gets back up and begins clapping to get the crowd into this match, they get his point and begin to clap along with him. He jumps to the apron,
leaps to the top turnbuckle and dives with the SMW! Chamelion rolls out of the way, Jacob rolls through the move unharmed. He spins back around charging
at Chamelion. Armdrag takedown and now Bird of Prey is going on the defensive. Jacob up to a knee, Chamelion struggling to keep him down. Right hand to
the ribs of Chamelion, a second. Chamelion drops the hold, spins around, leg sweep takes Jacob down. BoP lands on his shoulders but continues the roll
backwards until he is up on his feet, Chamelion can’t believe this. He charges with a clothesline, BoP ducks under, Chamelion with a mulekick sends Bird
of Prey shoulder first into the ringpost. He comes back holding at his injured shoulder in pain. Chamelion kicks out with his finisher, the Sweet Sound
of Success, but Bop has obviously scouted as he ducks under the kick.

ROB MARTINEZ: Bird of Prey has scouted Chamelion well.

COREY TAYLOR: Bird of Prey is just lucky, that’s all.

Chamelion brings his foot back down as Bird of Prey charges at his planted leg with a spear, Chamelion leaps into the air with a one legged leap frog. Jacob’s
momentum sends him through the ropes, he manages to catch the middle rope, spin himself around, slide in under the bottom rope and kip up to his feet in
one fluid motion. Chamelion looks impressed with that series and nods. Bird of Prey holds at his shoulder again, because that little display cost him dearly.
He once again charges at Chmelion, The Rupture!

COREY TAYLOR: The Rupture!

ROB MARTINEZ: Looked alot like Derek Stephen Taylor’s finisher.

COREY TAYLOR: What do you expect, DST and Phoenix are clients of Fantastic Andy Strickland and Phoenix and Chamelion are business acquaintences.

Chamelion kips up to his feet, hits the ropes, and rebounds with a springboard lionsault onto the Bird of Prey. Chamelion climbs to the top turnbuckle,
looks down at Jacob and mimics shooting him with a gun. Chamelion leaps with the Spread My Wings.

COREY TAYLOR: The Mimic. Before you ask, it is what he calls his opponent’s move when he performs it on them.

ROB MARTINEZ: So, the DST move is called the Mimic as well?

COREY TAYLOR: No you butt kissing imbesile, he calls that the Rupture.

ROB MARTINEZ: What about the lionsault thing?

COREY TAYLOR: Honestly, don’t you watch more than just the Weather Channel? He calls that The Final Touch.

ROB MARTINEZ: I watch more than The Weather Channel, I like Animal Planet too.

Chamelion is standing just waiting on Bird of Prey to get back up and he eventually does just that. Jacob is weary looking around for Chamelion, he turns
around. *WHAM!* Sweet Sound of Success and Jacob’s head is nearly removed from his neck. Chamelion makes the cover.

COREY TAYLOR: Sweet Sound of Success!

One…

Two…

Three.

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY:The winner of the match… Chamelion!

ROB MARTINEZ: Bird of Prey gave a good fight.

COREY TAYLOR: You do know you don’t get paid extra to lie right?

Chamelion nudges the side of Jacob’s head before flicking his sweat onto his upturned face. He climbs out of the ring and heads to the back as “Voices”
plays over the speakers. The song quickly changes to “Go Hard” by Dj Khaled, Kayne West & T-Pain . Chamelion stops in his tracks looking up at the boss
of “Young Money”, Jer$ey. The two stare daggers at each other, but Jer$ey just claps for Chamelion before pointing to a poster for Bedlam next week and
raises his eyebrows by pointing back to Chamelion then back to the Bedlam poster.

ROB MARTINEZ: Does this mean Young Money Jer$ey is challenging Chamelion to a match next week?

COREY TAYLOR: They don’t pay you the big bucks for nothing do they?

Jer$ey walks into the back, and Chamelion follows him after a bit.

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“Everyone I Went to High School With Is Dead” by Mr. Bungle hits the speakers and boos hit the arena for the not Disney boy band.

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

The brothers make their way down to the ring and climb in as the crowd’s boos don’t change for the next team.

“Rape This Day” by Tomahawk hits the speakers and The Rejects walk from the back.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing next at a total combined weight of four hundred and fifteen pounds, the team of SPYKE GEIN and JOHNNY MAVERICK… THE REJECTS!
They slide in under the ring and this match is set to begin.

DING DING

In the ring, Jim Jonas throws a right hand, Johnny ducks under the blow hooking him up with a half nelson slam. Mule kick to the balls stops that slam though
and Johnny is left holding himself. Short arm clothesline sends Johnny down to the canvas. Jim runs over to Spyke, right hand sends the turnbuckle chewing
Spyke down to the concrete floor. Jim turns around, front kick sends him into the corner. Johnny begins to pummel Jim down to a seated position. Tommy
dives with a shoulder tackle breaking up the beat down. Jim back up to his feet, double Irish whip, double back body drop. Spyke climbs back into the ring
and as Jim is picking up Johnny, Spyke levels him with a beer bottle sending Jim down to the canvas with blood pouring down his temple. Spyke turns leveling
Tommy to the canvas with the broken end of the beer bottle.

ROB MARTINEZ: Blood already in this match.

COREY TAYLOR: I am torn, I don’t know who to pull for.

Spyke begins to chew on the beer bottle? And he is smiling as he does it, this guy is sick. Johnny gets up, and taps Spyke on the shoulder, the bottle chewing
maniac turns, eyebrows raised. Johnny points down to Jim and the two toss him over the top rope unceremonously. Tommy is left alone in the ring with The
Rejects. Beer bottle to the gut and Tommy is bleeding from his stomach, right hand sends Tommy reeling backwards. Spyke is Irish whipped into the reeling
Tommy Jonas with a clothesline. Tommy is down, but Jim is… no where to be seen? He has left his partner and brother?

ROB MARTINEZ: Where did Jim Jonas go?

COREY TAYLOR: I don’t really know, I didn’t see him go under the ring.

Johnny and Spyke lift Tommy up, double brainbuster and Tommy is in a world of hurt. Spyke spits in his upturned face for good measure and begins to grind
the chewed up glass right into his face and eyes. Tommy is keeping his eyes closed to prevent damage to his eyes. Johnny turns around looking for Jim Jonas
and doesn’t see his partner Spyke get nailed with a nail gun in the forearm. The nail goes right through Spyke’s arm and he looks down as if it was merely
a fly landing on his arm. He looks to Jim and shakes his head, a serious look now on his face. Jim backs up, shaking his head that he didn’t really mean
to do it. Spyke with a right fist, another, and a third. But Spyke isn’t stopping there as he is really letting Jim have it all. Johnny turns around to
see Spyke beating the holy hell out of Jim Jonas and a smile crosses his face. Johnny bends down for Tommy, but a low blow with the remaining part of the
beer bottle to the nads and thighs halts his progress. Tommy is smiling as he drags the broken bottle down Johnny’s thighs, bringing rivelets of blood
flowing down. Right hand from Tommy sends Johnny back to the corner. A catapult sends Johnny flying across the ring to land in his partner’s back. Spyke
turns around, right hand to his partner, Spyke is in his own world and is fighting his partner.

COREY TAYLOR: Way to use Spyke’s zoning out to their advantage.

ROB MARTINEZ: Spyke has no idea what he is doing or where he is right now.

Somehow Johnny gets through to Spyke and he quits punching his lights out. Jim is in a seated position and Tommy now has a roll of duct tape and is pulling
it from the roll, he has evil intent in his eyes and on his face. Spyke turns around, split finger to the eyes, Spyke is blinded. Tommy drags him over
to the corner and begins to tape him in the corner, he wraps layer after layer around his arms, making him stationary. Jim rushes over with a spear right
into Spyke, who is helpless to do anything. They turn their attention to the rising Johnny Maverick, who is unaware of his partner’s predicament. Tommy
superkicks Spyke’s head nearly off his shoulders before finally turning his full attention to Johnny Maverick. Jim is behind him and their finisher is
landed with perfection; the superkickplex.

COREY TAYLOR: It is over.

ROB MARTINEZ: And Spyke is helpless to do anything about it.

Each brother takes a leg, they split his crotch nearly in two different halves with that move. Johnny is in obvious pain, but the brothers begin to have
fun as they take turns stomping on his crotch while humming a merry tune to each other. Finally, Jim goes to the top turnbuckle, Tommy drags Johnny over
to his brother and Jim pulls him into a powerbomb position, a top rope super powerbomb, but Jim turns, he…

ROB MARTINEZ: He powerbombs him from the http://generic-cialisonlinerxno.com/ top rope to the concrete, Johnny’s back has to be broken!

COREY TAYLOR: Nah, I didn’t hear any bones cracking, just that fat chick eating some damn nochos in my ear.

Jim rolls Johnny in and lets Tommy make the cover.

One…

Two…

Three.

DING! DING! DING!

ROB MARTINEZ: Thank goodness, this is over.

COREY TAYLOR: I sort of enjoyed the show.

JENNY JERSEY: Winners of the match… Jim and Tommy Jonas, the Jonas Brothers!

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JENNY JERSEY: The following contest is set for one fall.

“Essence of Wounds” begins to play and out comes Derrick Daze and Lacey Gloria. They receive a modest mixed reaction from the fans. The duo haven’t had
a lot of success here lately in REBEL, and neither have a made an impact on the fans really.

ROB MARTINEZ: Lacey has accompanied her partner to the ring tonight, maybe it’ll stop the constant interference from Andy.

COREY TAYLOR: Constant what? The man has never broken a rule here in REBEL! Simply put!

ROB MARTINEZ: Just because it doesn’t break the REBEL Rules, doesn’t mean he doesn’t cross the line of integrity.

COREY TAYLOR: I’ll have to look that word up and get back to you with my rebuttal. (yelling) SOMEONE GET ME A DICTIONARY… STAT!

JENNY JERSEY: Accompanied by his tag team partner, Lacey Gloria… the first competitor weighs in at one hundred eighty five pounds. He is from Jefferson
City, Missouri… DERRICK DAZE!

The Scream Trees take over the PA System and the crowd turns to a roar of boos. Fantastic Andy, carrying his patented potted plant and Derek Stephen Taylor
enter the ring side area. They don’t seem to care what the fans are doing or yelling. Andy seems nervous, but Taylor is just jawing with the fans, getting
riled up.

ROB MARTINEZ: The fans were disgusted with the actions of these two last week. Taylor destroyed that woman last week.

COREY TAYLOR: That girl signed a contract, just like Taylor. She was read the rules, just like Taylor. She got paid… JUST LIKE TAYLOR! So don’t blame
Taylor for what happened. He did what he was paid to do. He whooped that bit-

ROB MARTINEZ: Whoa… time for Jenny.

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent. He is accompanied by his manager Fantastic Andy. He weighs in at two hundred and thirty three pounds. He is from London,
England… DEREK… STEPHEN TAYLOR!

DING DING!

Daze and Taylor circle each other and quickly lock up. Taylor uses his weight can you buy viagra over the counter and height advantage to push Daze down. Right after Daze hits the mat, Taylor
drops an elbow to the sternum of Daze. As Daze tries to get up, Taylor quickly asks for something from Andy. Lacey doesn’t get over their quick enough
and a Dead End road sign is slid into the ring. Daze gets up and Taylor catches him quickly with a boot to the midsection…. DOUBLE ARM DDT! Daze is out,
and Taylor mounts him. Jimmy Johnson is ready to count, but Taylor is instead paint brushing the chest and face of Daze with slap after bloody slap. Taylor
allows Daze to get up again. He then slings Daze into the corner quickly. Taylor follows it up with a clothesline attempt! DAZE WITH A BOOT! Taylor staggers
a bit. Taylor turns around and Daze with a drop kick… THAT MISSES! Taylor pounces on Daze and hooks in the Regal Stretch! Daze is at the ropes, and grabs
them.

ROB MARTINEZ: Damnit, why isn’t Derek Stephen Taylor letting go? Is he just sadistic?

COREY TAYLOR: He doesn’t have to. Simple as that. Hey man, does Lacey’s boobs look bigger than they did a couple weeks ago?

ROB MARTINEZ: What?

Taylor finally lets Daze go, after several pleads by referee Jimmy Johnson. Taylor motions for something from Andy. Andy gets a steel chain from under the
potted plant. Lacey Gloria however, stops him before he can throw it to Derek. Andy and Lacey are fighting over it. Taylor sees this and goes over to where
they are. He picks up Lacey by the hair, and drags her into the ring. Daze is trying to get up… but doesn’t get to over in time… BRITISH POUND ON LACEY
GLORIA! Daze spears Taylor, and follows it up with some heavy hands to the face. Daze attempts a Standing Moonsault, but Andy pulls Taylor out of the way.
Taylor has the chain now, as Daze holds his midsection after the failed moonsault attempt. Taylor wraps his hand with the chain and begins pummeling Daze
in the forehead with the punch after punch. Daze is bleeding pretty good now, and the fans are booing the living daylights out of Taylor. He smiles then
takes the chain and unwraps it. He goes over to the now moving Gloria and begins choking her with the chain.

COREY TAYLOR: You play with fire you get burned Martinez!

ROB MARTINEZ: This is just sick!

Taylor chunks her lifeless body to the outside, and goes to work on Daze’s legs. He gets a steel chair, and bashes the knees of Daze. AGAIN! AND AGAIN!
Taylor looks sinister as he neupro canadian pharmacy tells the crowd… it’s over! THE TRAFALGAR SQUARE! Daze is locked in but he is near the ropes. Taylor’s version of Texas Cloverleaf
is a very damaging, painful move. Daze gets to the ropes and Jimmy Johnson asks for a break.

ROB MARTINEZ: Taylor actually listens and let him go. That’s so shocking.

COREY TAYLOR: Wait for it…

Taylor lets go, but then pulls Daze to the middle of the ring. Daze is locked in the move once again. Several seconds later, and the match is over. Daze
has no choice but to tap out.

JENNY JERSEY: The winner of the match, DEREK STEPHEN TAYLOR!

ROB MARTINEZ: This mean streak might just lead Derek Stephen Taylor to a title shot soon.

COREY TAYLOR: Title shot hell… he’s gonna be champ baby! But seriously… Lacey’s boobs are bigger man. I think the chick might have gotten implants!
Derek Stephen Taylor isn’t finished though as he gets a steel chair from Andy on the outside. Derek Stephen Taylor hooks the leg of Derrick Daze into the
chair and climbs to the top turnbuckle.

ROB MARTINEZ: He isn’t going…

COREY TAYLOR: Double foot stomp connects and Daze is rolling around whining like a baby. Is his leg supposed to bend that way?

Paramedics rush down to the ring pulling Daze onto the stretcher as DST stands beside Andy laughing at their handywork.

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JENNY JERSEY: The following match is set for one fall with no time limit!

The crowd definitely approves of no time limit., but they quiet down as Jenny Jersey brings the microphone back up to her mouth.

JENNY JERSEY: We’ve been informed that “Young Money” Trix has been injured in a car accident.

The crowd doesn’t like that anyone was hurt in an automobile accident so they are subdued. That and now it appears to be a three on two handicap match when
they were promised a six man tag match.

JENNY JERSEY: But, Young Money Jer$ey has sent down his newest acquisition, Hostile to replace Trix in this match!

The crowd’s respect for the hated Young Money rose a bit with this news.

“All Black” by Plies jingles through the speakers as the first member of Young Money’s stable comes from the back in the form of Mack. Mack is dressed in
black in tribute to his injured partner Trix.

JENNY JERSEY: From Paterson New Jersey, he stands at six foot eight inches and weighs in at two hundred and eighty-five pounds… YOUNG MONEY…. MACK!
The crowd gives this man no love and he returns the favor by sneering at them as he walks towards the ring.

“5 Minutes Alone” by Pantera jingles its way through the speakers as the newest member to Young Money walks from the back to a big chorus of boos. Hostile
is also wearing black paying tribute to the injured Trix.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing his tag team partner, from Jersey City New Jersey, he stands at six feet two inches, weighs in at two hundred and thirty pounds;
he is one half of the NAPW Tag Team Champions… HOSTILE!

Hostile holds up the NAPW tag team belt for the crowd to see and points at it then himself as he climbs the ringsteps.

JENNY JERSEY: And their tag team partner…

She looks at the entrance curtains then to the ring where the masked man seems to have just appeared out of thin air. Jenny is shocked and so is the members
of Young Money along with the crowd.

JENNY JERSEY: The Masked man?!

Inside the ring, the masked wrestler nods his head, leaning in the corner waiting on the entrance of Bluegrass Mafia.; he somehow now has a chair in his
grip.

“My Old Kentucky Home” plays through the speakers as from the back walks Matthew and Jonothan Kurtis to a huge ovation from the crowd assembled here. They
walk down the entrance way slapping the hands of the fans along the way.

JENNY JERSEY: At a total…

She is interrupted as Kid Rock’s “Cocky” blares through the speakers to an even bigger ovation. Matthew and Jonothan Kurtis smile and stop in their tracks.
Chad bursts from the back slapping hands along the way.

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and gentlemen, I give you… CHAD, JONOTHAN, AND MATTHEW KURTIS…. BLUEGRASS MAFIA!

Chad slides under the bottom rope and is in the ring as Jonothan flips over the top; Matthew steps over the top. All six men are facing each other inside
the ring.

DING DING

COREY TAYLOR: Finally we can get this party started.

ROB MARTINEZ: Any idea who the masked man is?

COREY TAYLOR: Well, idiot, Bubba J has been making appearances here lately and he was seen at Young Money’s headquarters.

The masked man walks up in front of Mack and Hostile and stares Chad Kurtis right in the eyes. Chad stands at the forefront of his brothers just as the
masked individual stands in front of Mack and Hostile. The chair swings out connecting with Chad’s skull and the brawl commences. Chad whipped into the
corner and the masked man is pounding away at Chad Kurtis with rights and lefts; looking eerily similar to someone. Mack and Matthew are exchanging blows
and a spinning heel kick from J-Kurt sends Hostile down to the canvas. Matthew with a boot to the midsection and Jonothan with a chair shot sends Mack
down to the canvas beside Hostile. The two Kurtis brothers turn to the corner where the masked one is pounding away at their brother. Matthew turns him
around, but boot to the gut and a stunner! Jonothan stares in disbelief as a boot is placed in his gut and another stunner!

COREY TAYLOR: Bubba J!

ROB MARTINEZ: That is the Trailer Park Trash! Where is Rex Caliber?

Chad comes charging out of the corner, Trailer Park Trash and all members of this match except for the masked man are down. Mack and Hostile are getting
up, each has a saddistic smile on their face. Bubba J picks up the chair and walks over to where his two partners are standing smiling. The chair swings
out catching Mack right above the nose sending him down to the canvas once more with a trickle of blood running down between his eyes. Hostile can’t believe
it as he turns swinging a meaty right fist. Bubba J ducks under the right hand. stomp to the knee, low blow, chair shot to the back of Hostile and a Trailer
Park Trash for his efforts. He walks over to where Mack is looking up dazed and flicks him off, vintage Bubba J.

COREY TAYLOR: Bubba J has laid them all out!

ROB MARTINEZ: I can’t believe this, like he has to take the mask off now.

In the ring Bubba J is untying the mask as Rex Caliber is now rushing down to the ring to take on the Ragin’ Redneck. The mask is loosened just as Rex hits
the ring. The mask falls to the canvas and is… it is… The Freak? In the ring, The Freak is grinning ear to ear as Rex looks on dumbfounded before charging
at him with a spear. Freak leap frogs, lands with a double foot stomp on Chad Kurtis, and leaps over the top rope to the outside. Rex turns around to give
chase as The Freak happily laughs as he runs through the crowd. the Freak? What in the world is going on here?

COREY TAYLOR: You have been dooped.

Mack is getting up inside the ring now, the blood dripping from his chin, he pulls Hostile up from the canvas as well. Motioning to Chad, they pull up the
Carolinas champion and one half of the Rebel Pro Tag champs to a vertical base. Hostile sets up the steel chair then him and Mack lift Chad up, slamming
him down neck first through the steel chair and Chad lays motionless. Matthew spears Mack through the ropes as Jonothan springs from the middle rope with
a front kick taking Hostile towards the opposite ropes. J-Kurt and Hostile begin to trade blows and this match has not resembled a tag team match yet.
Matthew whips Mack towards the railing and he slams back first into the flimsy railing. Medical personell are rushing down to the ring as Matthew battles
with Mack and J-Kurt is battling with Hostile. Inside the ring, the paramedic is pulling out a set of brass knuckles? What is going on here. He begins
to pound away at the unmoving Chad Kurtis who is defenseless. Jonothan notices what is going on and rushes over, but the paramedic rolls out of the way.
The hat falls off and it is the injured Trix! OH MY God! Trix isn’t really injured and he smiles up at Jonothan Kurtis with malevolent intent burning in
his eyes. Jonothan begins to smile as well; Trix turns around slowly at the cheer eruption of the fans. Rex Caliber with a right hand, another, a third.
Rex whips Trix into the railing, as he rebounds, Rex with a fireman’s carry slam. Rex digs up under the ring and removes a pair of pull ties and ties up
Trix like a criminal. He walks down to the ankles of Trix and hooks him up with another tie as well. Then a security guard and paramedic rush down to the
ring. Rex stops them before they get to the ring, he looks them both over before nodding that they are legit.

ROB MARTINEZ: Rex knows the personell cause he used to be the MIC.

COREY TAYLOR: Rex is just a di”

ROB MARTINEZ: The security guard is dragging Trix to the back and he looks none to pleased.

The paramedic speaks into a walkie talkie and another paramedic rushes down, the two load Chad up on the stretcher and rush him backstage. Rex trots along
side of the procession as the forgotten match is continuing on. Mack with a back elbow to Matthew’s jaw stunning the big man. Hostile with a thumb to J-Kurt’s
eyes stops his momentum. European uppercut sends J-Kurt reeling backwards. Hostile tosses J-Kurt bodily into the corner and begins to stomp away at his
midsection, paying special attention to his ribs. Mack with a low blow to Matthew Kurtis sends the big man doubling over at Lyndsey’s favorite place. Mack
with a right fist to the side of Matthew’s face sends him down to the area between the mat and railing. Mack begins to rip up the padding from the ringside
area tossing it to the side in a gesture of violence to come. He walks over to Matthew and as he grunts, he body slams Matthew onto the exposed concreete.
Matthew’s back makes a sickening sound as it connects with the concrete. Inside the ring Hostile has J-Kurt in an abdominal stretch and is pounding away
at the exposed ribs. The crowd is telling Young Money what they think of them and their actions, but it is only fueling their fire. Hostile with an elbow
to the ribs. Mack with a boot to Matthew’s midsection and a piledriver… no wait! Matthew counters it with a back body drop and Mack’s back slams sickeningly
onto the exposed concrete. Matthew falls on one knee and is shaking his head. Hostile turns just in time to see Mack hit the concrete and he walks over
to the ropes. Big mistake as J-Kurt runs with a bulldog over the top rope and to the concrete.

ROB MARTINEZ: I agree with the crowd… Holy shit!

COREY TAYLOR: Impressive, even I have to admit that.

J-Kurt is pulled up to his feet by Matthew and the two brothers high five each other before turning to the rising Mack. Double clothesline is ducked under.
Mack turns around, Mafia Kick from Matthew, scissor kick from J-Kurt sends Mack face first onto the concrete. The crowd boos heavily as from the back comes
the charging Jer$ey sprinting down the entrance way. Matthew is ready with a big right hand; Jer$ey ducks under. Jonothan with a savate kick that Jer$ey
misses by falling to the concrete. The kick lands in the middle of Matthew’s shoulder blades, he stumbles forward. Jer$ey pulls the one leg out from under
J-Kurt causing him to fall down to the concrete. Jer$ey has the “Golden Sweets” on his knuckles and drives them deep into Jonothan’s temple; he is knocked
out. Matthew comes charging back, but a Golden Sweets punch to his bits stops him dead in his tracks. Jer$ey begins to yell at his employees to get up
and finish this job when Shut Down comes from the crowd to spin Jer$ey around. Shut Down wraps a hand around Jer$ey’s throat, chokeslam onto the concrete.
Jer$ey is laid out. He walks over to Matthew, who is still holding his abused bits, high knee to Matthew. He leans over the railing and pulls a baseball
bat from a fan who is wearing a Freak Show t-shirt. *WHAM!* baseball bat to the ribs then back of Matthew Kurtis sends him down to the floor in a heap.
J-Kurt is up, way out sized by Shut Down, but ready for the fight anyways. Shut Down swings the bat, J-Kurt ducks under, he grabs the wildly swinging bat.
Seeing that the odds are somewhat evened now, Shut Down steps backwards over the railing and backs into the crowd. Another security guard comes down to
the ring to hook Jer$ey up in handcuffs and march the Heritage and co tag champion from NAPW to the back.

ROB MARTINEZ: This is pandamonium.

COREY TAYLOR: This is Rebel Pro.

ROB MARTINEZ: True there sir.

JENNY JERSEY: I have just received the news that this match is now a tag team match. If anyone else interferes in this match, they will be fined over one
thousand dollars!

The crowd jumps up with this news that the match will finally have some control. The referee has been powerless so far in this match up and it is now a
normal two on two tag team match; well as normal as Rebel Pro can get.

ROB MARTINEZ: Finally some order.

COREY TAYLOR: With all the money that Young Money has, do you think they care about a measly thousand dollar fine?

Jonothan is watching the retreating Shut Down, who has a match next, and is unaware that Mack has gotten back to his feet. Mack spins Jonothan around, boot
to the midsection, lift and powerbombed back down to the concrete. J-Kurt never had a chance, Mack rolls him into the ring. Hostile is back up as well
and slides one, two, no three tables inside the ring, following them in. Hostile sets up the first table then lays the other two tables on top of the set
up table. Mack motions for him to come around to beside him; Hostile obliges. They lift Jonothan up in another double powerbomb position and J-Kurt is
slammed down through the tables; the splinters go flying in every direction. Matthew has gotten up on the outside of the ring, baseball bat in hand. Mack
makes the cover on J-Kurt, Hostile sees Matthew coming.

One…

Hostile dives with the steel chair that was used to send Chad to the back. Steel chair meets aluminum baseball bat.

Two…

Right hand from Hostile, right hand from Matthew. Matthew Kurtis ducks around and dives towards the pin as the referee’s hand slaps down…

Three.

DING! DING! DING!

Matthew and Mack begin going at it once more, Hostile joins the fray. Right hand to Mack, right hand to Hostile.

COREY TAYLOR: Too little… too late.

ROB MARTINEZ: Matthew is making sure that Jonothan is not hurt needlessly here after the match.

Right hand from Mack misses the dodging Matthew, boot to the midsection doubles the member of Young Money over. Punch to Hostile’s midsection doubles him
over as well. Matthew swings the baseball bat down, Hostile hits the canvas, another swing sends Mack down to the mat as welll.

JENNY JERSEY: Winners of the match… Young Money Mack and Young Money Hostile.

ROB MARTINEZ: They may have won, but Bluegrass Mafia is standing tall here.

COREY TAYLOR: Damn Matthew and his sneak attacks.

Matthew lifts his brother up in his arms and makes his way to the back as the crowd cheers them back.

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JENNY JERSEY: Our next match is scheduled for one fall!

Lester Flatt and Earl Scruggs pick their way through the speakers at as the crowd explodes with cheers for one of their favorite wrestlers. Through the
curtain , horseshoe in hand, is the lovable Cuzin Zeke.

JENNY JERSEY: The special guest referee for this match, from Turkey Cross Kentucky, he weighs in at two hundred and sixty-six pounds…. CUZIN ZEKE!

The Insane Clown Posse’s “Oddities” cues up. Through the curtain, with The Freak next to him, is Shut Down. There is a mix of booing and uncertainty from
the fans. He is wrestling one of their favorites but some aren’t quite ready to boo the biggest man in REBEL Pro history quite just yet.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing the first competitor, from Anywhere and Everywhere, weighing in at three-hundred and fifty pounds… SHUT DOWN!

The Freak and Shut Down hand out adult related balloon animals, the parents in the crowd begin to boo their actions, but the teenagers in the crowd just
laugh and begin sword fighting. Before the first second of “More Human Than Human” cues up, the fans are to their feet! “The Nexus One” emerges from the
curtain, acknowledging the roar of the crowd as he marches to the ring, his eyes fixed on his HUMUNGOUS opponent. Just a few weeks ago, Rex Caliber took
down the Bluegrass Badass. But this week he faces an even BIGGER opponent if it can be believed… Shut Down! Not only that, but Shut Down is one-half of
the number one contenders to the REBEL Pro tag team titles, so these two will likely meet soon for the straps! They circle each other as Zeke tells them
his instructions.

DING DING!

We’re underway. Shut Down explodes with a big knee to the gut. And forearm shots to the back of the first-ever REBEL Pro World Champion. Rex stands up,
blocks a punch. Blocks another. Fist to Shut Down. Another! Rex runs back off of the ropes, Shut Down with a Big Boot that he ducks underneath. Off of
the opposite ropes, big clothesline to Shut Down! No effect! Off of the ropes again. This time Shut Down ducks the clothesline. They lock-up and Shut Down
forces Rexy into the corner. Fist! Fist! Fist! Irish whips him across the ring and charges in… but Rexy is up and off the turnbuckle with a flying back
elbow that takes the big man down! Rex with a quick cover but to no avail. Rex locks in a headlock, trying to take the winds out of the sails of this much
bigger boat! It appears to work for a moment but Shut Down begins to climb to his feet. As he rises, he elbows Caliber in the gut once… twice… third time
is the charm! Shut Down off of the ropes but Caliber with a drop toe hold! The big man falls onto his face! Caliber grabs both of Shut Down’s legs… Double
Knee Stomp! This is same strategy he utilized in his match against the biggest Kurtis! It worked then so it makes sense to use it now! Shut Down slowly
gets to his feet only to be dropkicked down to the mat by Caliber! Another Double Knee Stomp! Shut Down has trouble standing while Rex goes outside for
the steel chair he promised! He swings it across the back of Shut Down as he attempts to stand… but Shut Down does not fall! He turns around, Rexy swings
it… caught by Shut Down! He cracks it over Rex’s head! He tosses it to the side, picks up Rex, whips him off of the ropes… catches him a spinning sidewalk
slam! And a cover!

ROB MARTINEZ: Shut Down with a cover.

COREY TAYLOR: And an easy victory.

ONE!

TWO!

NO DICE!

Shut Down is back up with Caliber in tow. Smashes his head into the turnbuckle. Again! Brings him across the ring… into another ‘buckle! Whips him from
one corner to the other… follows in with a huge splash! Rex staggers… right into a BIG scoop and slam! Shut Down seems to be waiting for Caliber to stand,
stalking his prey… Caliber up to his feet, Shut Down runs in with a huge big boot that nearly takes the Tag Team Champ’s head off! Cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THR—KICKOUT!

COREY TAYLOR: That big dumb hick can’t even count to three and they are expecting him to be a referee?

ROB MARTINEZ: Zeke is beloved by the fans.

Caliber is struggling to get to his feet. Before he gets the chance, Shut Down locks in his Full Nelson! He is using his massive arms to push down on Rex’s
neck which was already loosened by the Big Boot. This is his finishing maneuver and he knows just how to apply it to maximize the amount of pressure! Rex
gritting his teeth, telling Zeke there is no way he is going to submit. Rex battling his way to his feet, using the strength of his legs since his arms
are forced behind him by the maneuver. Finally his knees lock! He jumps backwards… backflip and lands behind Shut Down! Shut Down spins around, right into
an inverted atomic drop! Rex runs off of the ropes… Running Bulldog! Before Shut Down has a chance to get up, Rex hits him with a Springboard Spinning
Leg Drop! His training with The Show was reflected right there! Cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THR—KICKOUT!

COREY TAYLOR: Counting slow only moments before, the idiot counts extremely fast there.

ROB MARTINEZ: Make up your mind, can he count or can’t he?

Caliber gets to his feet. He’s going for that steel chair again! Shut Down slowly gets to his feet… Caliber clips his knee! And he brings the chair down
on his knee! Again! He puts the giant’s knee in the chair. Caliber goes outside the ropes to the corner of the apron. Rolling senton onto the CHAIR onto
the KNEE! Shut Down is screaming in pain holding his knee. Rex is holding his back; that move wasn’t without some sacrifice! Rex grabs the chair, yelling
for Shut Down to stand up, challenging him to stand eye-to-eye with him (or as much as possible, given the height difference.) Shut Down tries to stand
but is having trouble. Shut Down stands. Rex pulls back with the chair… but The Freak runs in the ring and steals the chair out of his hand! Rex chases
him for a second, which is just enough time for Shut Down to run in with a lariat to his back that sends him down! Shut Down now stomping on Rex with his
bad leg, standing on his one remaining good one. He picks Rex up, hobbling a bit, but able to do so. Hoists him up… Gorilla Press! He holds him up high
even though he is only standing on ONE leg! And he DROPS him! Rex hits the mat hard! Now Shut Down is picking him up again. Same position! He holds him
up high, walks towards the ropes… and throws REX CALIBER into the CROWD!

HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

COREY TAYLOR: Did you see the power of Shut Down there?

ROB MARTINEZ: Yeah, Rex flew fifteen feet.

The fans are patting Rex on his back, helping him to stand, encouraging him to get back in the ring. He makes his way through the crowd, grabbing a steel
chair on his way! Shut Down grabs the chair in the ring. They stand mid-ring, their chairs in their hands. CLASH! They begin swinging their chairs at each
other, parrying back and forth, neither able to get the other one. Rex ducks a chairshot, he jabs his into the gut of Shut Down! Again! Shut Down doubles
over. Rex off of the ropes… running chair shot! Off of the other ropes… a second and Shut Down FINALLY goes down! Rex holds his chair in the air to the
cheers of the fans! He drops the chair and waits for Shut Down to get to his feet. Shut Down struggles but manages to get up. Rex gets behind him, hooks
him… Release German Suplex to the BIG MAN! Cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THR—KICKOUT!

COREY TAYLOR: Another fast count from Zeke.

ROB MARTINEZ: Zeke is not counting slow, he is counting fairly.

Rex pulls Shut Down up. He’s dragging him towards the turnbuckle. He tries to get the big man up on the turnbuckle! He’s going for Total Annihilation on
the three-hundred and fifty pounder! Shut Down with big back elbows! A big headbutt to Rex! Seizes him by the throat… Double-Handed Choke Bomb on Rex Caliber!
Cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THR—KICKOUT!

COREY TAYLOR: Are you honestly going to tell me that you cannot tell a difference in the way he is counting slow each time Shut Down is covering Rex?

ROB MARTINEZ: I don’t see a difference.

COREY TAYLOR: The idiot can’t count right, I mean he goes after the tag belts instead of the World Title.

ROB MARTINEZ: And Mikey is distraught about being chosen as Zeke’s partner.

Shut Down gets up, holding Rex in tow. Irish whips him… Running Spear to Rex! Cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THR—KICKOUT!

COREY TAYLOR: I can understand, would you want to team with Zeke?

ROB MARTINEZ: I’d be honored.

Shut Down looks like he has yet to face anyone as tough as Rex Caliber in his young wrestling career! He locks in the Full Nelson, again trying to make
the Nexus One submit! Zeke is checking on Rex, asking him if he wants to submit but he is shaking his head no! Rex battles up to his feet. Back kick to
Shut Down but he keeps the Full Nelson locked in! Another! A third! But it takes a fourth to break it! Rex drops out of it, grabs a chair from the mat
and jumps up and nails Shut Down with it! AGAIN! Shut Down falls to the ground. Now he’s… he’s locking in the Rings of Rex! On the big man! On SHUT DOWN!
Zeke goes down to see if Shut Down is going to tap out. Shut Down is shaking his head no, saying no, but how long can he stand the pain? Mikey Massacre
runs down to ringside, his barbed-wire wrapped 2×4 in his hand!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Zeke jumps up to stop Mikey from entering the ring, yelling at him to leave. Mikey gives him the middle finger, runs past him… swings it right at Caliber’s
head! Caliber falls to the ground! Shut Down begins to sit up… and he feels the 2×4! Zeke rips the 2×4 out of Mikey’s hand. They are hollering at each
other!

ZEKE: I don’t want to have to hit my tag team partner, but I will if I have to!

MIKEY: Go ahead, Zeke! Go ahead! Do it! Do it!

Zeke raises his arm… but spins around and clubs the rising Caliber with the 2×4! The same for Shut Down! Mikey and Zeke give middle fingers to the crowd
and laugh at them!

ZEKE SOLD OUT! ZEKE SOLD OUT! ZEKE SOLD OUT! ZEKE SOLD OUT! ZEKE SOLD OUT! ZEKE SOLD OUT!

Mikey grabs the 2×4. Zeke is going up top of one turnbuckle. Mikey is going on top of the other! Simultaneous splashes: Mikey’s Sellout with the 2×4 to
Caliber and Zeke’s Mudpuddle to Shut Down! The two raise their arms in the air then leave the ring to massive booing. Caliber and Shut Down are not moving
and there is no referee… what is to happen to this match? REBEL Pro is no-disqualification, and besides, BOTH were attacked. Dale MacDonald runs to the
ring and checks on both men. They are now slowly stirring. He says something to Jenny Jersey.

JENNY JERSEY: Dale MacDonald has ruled… that the match WILL CONTINUE!

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

ROB MARTINEZ: Damn that Zeke!

COREY TAYLOR: Zeke is the man!

ROB MARTINEZ: How can you say that after all the bad things you had to say?

COREY TAYLOR: You definitely need to clean out your ears, you didn’t hear me say anything bad about one of the most brilliant men in Rebel Pro history.
Both Caliber and Shut Down are down, perhaps neither aware of what MacDonald’s ruling was. Caliber is the first to stir, then Shut Down. They are across
the ring from each other, using their respective ropes to slowly climb to their feet. They get up at the same time and turn around to look into each other’s
eyes. Then they charge across the ring at each other. A collar-and-elbow! They struggle back and forth. Finally Shut Down powers through with a side headlock.
But Rex gets behind him… belly-to-back suplex!

REX! REX! REX! REX! REX! REX! REX! REX! REX! REX! REX! REX! REX! REX! REX! REX!

Both men are out of it. That move took everything out of both competitors. Slowly they both stir and get to their feet. Rex runs at Shut Down… kick to Rex’s
gut! Shut Down with a right hand! And he seizes Rex’s throat with both hands. It’s time for another Two-handed Choke Bomb! No! Rex elbows out of it! Rex
with a roaring elbow! Another! A third! Shut Down is wavering. Rex runs off of the ropes… right into a Big Boot from the big man! Shut Down stalks Rexy.
He picks him up. Power bomb! NO! He gets him up but Rex reverses into a HUGE DDT! Shut Down’s skull hits the mat then he flips over, shaking the entire
ring!

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

Both men slowly getting to their feet. Caliber up first. And he grabs a steel chair. He unfolds it and sets it up in the middle of the ring. Now he’s walking
over to Shut Down. He HOISTS HIM UP! REX HAS THE LARGEST MAN IN REBEL PRO HISTORY UP ON HIS SHOULDERS!

HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

COREY TAYLOR: Can anyone say… RRROOIIDS?

ROB MARTINEZ: I happen to know Rex and that is pure hard work paying off there.

DEATH VALLEY DRIVER on the OPEN CHAIR! And a CEREMONIAL COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

COREY TAYLOR: DAMN!

ROB MARTINEZ: That was a hard fought match.

A hard-fought contest between both men interrupted by Zeke and Mikey and then a second hard-fought contest to declare a winner!

JENNY JERSEY: And your winner… “THE NEXUS ONE” REX CALIBER

The fans are to their feet, cheering on their arguably favorite superstar in REBEL’s storied history! He nods at Shut Down, showing him a sign of respect
as The Freak helps the big man to his feet.

The crowd begins to boo as Young Money’s Jer$ey, Mack, and Trix make their way through the curtain to stand at the

beginning of the entrance way; Shut Down
and The Freak stand there along side Rex.

*WHAM!* Rex is leveled with a steel chair and is out cold in the ring. Shut Down and The Freak turn to find Bubba J standing there with a steel chair in
hand. He shoots the two a bird, *WHAM!* The Freak and Shut Down are nailed with identical golden baseball bats and are unconscious inside the ring. Young
Money is standing tall inside the ring along with Bubba J.

COREY TAYLOR: These four have been seen together recently on the airwaves.

ROB MARTINEZ: That son of a bitch always has to attack from behind!

Bubba J motions to Jer$ey’s black case and the head honcho of Young Money hands it over to Bubba J, who promptly opens it up to reveal a propane torch and
a metal iron in the shape of two “R”s back to back. Bubba J begins to laugh as he stomps on the back of Rex’s head to keep him down. Mack tosses him a
lighter and the Ragin Redneck flicks the ligheter and the torch is brought into existence. He motions to Trix and Mack to hold Rex still, as he heats up
the branding iron.

ROB MARTINEZ: He can’t do this, someone help!

COREY TAYLOR: Rex wants tattoos, Bubba J is going to give him one.

Bubba J begins to laugh wildly, a bit like Inferno, as the iron is red hot now. The crowd is chanting.

“Show! Show! Show!”

But no Chad Kurtis is coming out, Mack and Trix hold Rex as Bubba J makes sure the iron is red hot. He motions for them to hold his arm out, the forearm
specifically.

“SHOW! SHOW! SHOW!”

Still no Chad Kurtis! Rex awakes with a scream as the sound of his flesh sizzling and the red hot iron is forced into his skin. Trickles of smoke rise up
from the skin as Bubba J forces the iron down further into the flesh there. Trix and Mack drop Rex to the ground and he rolls around in agony as Bubba
J drops the iron. Mack and Trix walk over to where Bubba J is standing and rais their hands up for a high five. ROB MARTINEZ: This is just sick!

COREY TAYLOR: Beautiful Bubba J tat for Rex to add to his collection.

TRAILER PARK TRASH! Trix is down.

TRAILER PARK TRASH! And Mack is down!

Bubba J turns to find a shocked Jer$ey standing there, he shrugs his shoulders and another Trailer Park Trash for him as well. Bubba J looks up and sees
Vincent Black standing there clapping his hands with a double thumbs up. Bubba J throws him a thumbs up before throwing a double finger to the crowd.

ROB MARTINEZ: What in the hell?

COREY TAYLOR: You can’t trust someone like Bubba J at all, Young Money has just learned that lesson.

ROB MARTINEZ: But Vincent trusts him.

COREY TAYLOR: Brilliant minds think alike Rob, which is why you are not as good as me.

ROB MARTINEZ: Folks, stay tuned because we have a special just recorded for your viewing pleasure.

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***DVD EXCLUSIVE***

Cuzin Zeke, his horseshoe in hand, and Mikey Massacre, his barbwired 2×4 in hand, are standing before the camera backstage, smiles on their faces.

CUZIN ZEKE: None of ya’ll saw that comin’, now did ya? All of ya thought Zeke was too stupid not to see The Truth, didn’t ya? Wells let me tell you, Zeke
is here with Mikey and the two of us are gonna clean up this damn company!

MIKEY MASSACRE: What you’re looking at right now are two men who have been to the heights of REBEL Pro stardom, two men who know what it’s like to drink
the kool-aid of this promotion, two men who will live with that regret the rest of their lives. But what you are also looking at… are the future REBEL
Pro World Tag Team Champions. And with those belts on our waists, Zeke and I are going to clean up this damn company… by ending it.

CUZIN ZEKE: My friend Mikey speaks The Truth there. In fact, we’ve already got a little surprise in our pocket. Should we tell them, Mikey?

MIKEY MASSACRE: Nah. Let’s let ‘em wait.

CUZIN ZEKE: All ya lazy assholes are going to be surprised very soon… when the third member joins this here ranks!

MIKEY MASSACRE: I thought we were keeping it a secret?

CUZIN ZEKE: How are the idiots gonna figure out who it is, Mikey? It’s still a secret!

MIKEY MASSACRE: True enough.

CUZIN ZEKE: Geez, Mikey, we really surprised all them idiots, didn’t we? Rex never saw that coming!

MIKEY MASSACRE: The REBEL Icons were looking forward to a match versus a feuding team… but when they step to Mikey and Zeke, when they step to FTC… they
step to a unified front! Because over the last few weeks, the level of respect between Mikey Massacre and Cuzin Zeke reached new heights. First, this big
son-bitch cleanly and clearly defeated me for the Trophy. And then, in one of the defining moments of his career, in one of the defining moments in my
career, in one of the defining moments of the Beginning of the End of REBEL Pro, Zeke came up to me backstage and offered his hand. And he told me that
he had begun to realize that I indeed was speaking The Truth, that the fans are selfish assholes and don’t give two shits about people like us, people
that gave their blood, sweat and tears for this piece-of-shit company! And upon that handshake, the very foundations of REBEL Pro Wrestling, hell, the
very foundations of the professional wrestling industry, shook to their core. We make Singapore look like FUCK Hawaii! We are the Beginning of the End!
We are FTC!

CUZIN ZEKE: FUCK THIS COMPANY!

MIKEY MASSACRE: FUCK THIS INDUSTRY!

CUZIN ZEKE: FUCK YOU ALL!