Best of REBEL 2008-Disc Three

Disc Three
Naval Attack
05/13/2008
Devastator vs The Show: “The Devastator” Kurt Castle vs “The Show” Chad Kurtis

JENNY JERSEY: Weighing in tonight at three hundred and seventeen pounds. From Rochester, New York…”THE DEVASTATOR” KURT CASTLE!

Castle doesn’t pay any attention to the booing soldiers and their loves ones. He just jogs right to the ring and climbs in and begins stretching against
the ropes.

The tempo changes though when “Cocky” by Kid Rock hits the speakers. Even those who have good taste and hate the song nonetheless cheer for the popular
two-time, two-time REBEL champion.

“They say I’m COCKY And I say WHAT? It ain’t braggin’ mother fucker if you back it up!”

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent, from Paducah Kentucky and fighting out of Durham, North Carolina! Weighing in at two-hundred thirty pounds… He is the
former two-time REBEL World Heavyweight Champion, two-time Carolina’s champion… “THE SHOW!” CHAD KURTIS!

And the loudest pop we have heard all night! And these are some of the toughest people around, many of whom are on leave at the base, and able to buy duty-free
alcohol and their combined cheers nearly blow the roof off of the gymnasium which would be terrible because people would probably think Norfolk had been
attacked. “The Show” greets the soldiers, saluting to a few as he makes his way to ringside, soaking in and honored by the tremendous ovation he is receiving
from the soldiers, many of whom are both REBEL and NAPW fans.

ROB MARTINEZ: And the bell rings! What a match-up this’ll be!

The two opponents circling each other. A once bitter rivalry has been reborn over the past few weeks on Rebel Pro Dot Com and both of these men would love
to gain the initial advantage, especially with a title shot on the line. Castle and Kurtis staring into each other’s eyes, trying to figure out what the
other is thinking. Kurtis goes in for a tie-up and Castle explodes with a knee to the gut! Another! Now he’s laying his massive forearms down on the small
of Kurtis’ back. But Kurtis lifts his head and pushes Castle’s arms away. A few quick elbows to Castle’s head. Kurtis runs back, off of the ropes, goes
for a running scissorkick but Castle ducks it. Now Castle is running, off the ropes, goes for a clothesline but Kurtis ducks underneath. Kurtis is behind
Castle. A dropkick to the back of Castle’s knee and he’s on his back! Kurtis drops an elbow but Castle rolls out of the way. Castle is back to his feet
and goes for an elbow drop of his own but this time it’s Kurtis who moves. Both men back to their feet at the same time. Castle goes for a lock-up but
Kurtis shoots underneath, at his knees. Castle drops down on top of Kurtis’ back and locks his waist. Castle pulls him up…

ROB MARTINEZ: Castle’s strength is UNCANNY!

MURCIELAGO: But so is the speed of THE SHOW. Don’t think I’ve ever wrestled anybody quicker.

ROB MARTINEZ: Wow. No sarcasm there?

MURCIELAGO: You’re good-looking and intelligent.

He’s trying to powerbomb him from that position! He has him up but Kurtis is trying to wiggle free. He kicks Castle in the head, breaks free, spins around
and takes down the big man with a headscissors! But Castle is quick to his feet. Kurtis charges forward for a lariat, but Castle ducks it. He grabs Kurtis…
side slam! Cover! One! And Kurtis with a shoulder up!

Castle standing and bringing Kurtis up with him. A scoop and a slam back down to the mat. He runs off of the ropes, jumps in the air… splash on Kurtis,
but Kurtis rolls out of the way just in time! He gets to his feet, standing moonsault onto the back of Castle but Castle was beginning to stand and the
moonsault doesn’t push him down! He grabs the back of Kurtis’ neck with his arms. He’s standing up with Kurtis on his back! A wicked snapmare while standing!
Kurtis is arching in back, gritting his teeth from the impact. Now Castle is off of the ropes and he knows he can land the splash this time! And he does!
One! Tw–no! A kickout before the two count! Castle pulls Kurtis up, knows he is going to have to inflict a whole lot more damage in order to get the three.
He hooks him for another side slam but Kurtis is elbowing Castle in the gut. Kurtis swings his legs up in the air and catches the backs of his feet on
Castle’s shoulders and uses his abdomen strength to pull himself up! He is on Castle’s shoulders, punching away!

ROB MARTINEZ: His agility is UNCANNY!

MURCIELAGO: Let me guess, uncanny is your Dictionary.com word of the day?

But no! Castle resists and is able to pull Kurtis back up with his arms and delivers a mean powerbomb! A cover! One! Two! And Kurtis gets a shoulder up.
ROB MARTINEZ: Castle has truly been DEVASTATING Kurtis in the opening minutes of this bout!

MURCIELAGO: You had that written down, didn’t you? Woke up in the middle of the night and jotted that one down while the Mrs. kept sleeping?

Castle pulling Kurtis back to his feet. Looks like he is going to give him ANOTHER power bomb! But Curtis is fighting again! And this time he is able to
hit the Frankensteiner! Castle is quickly back to his feet, though… but Kurtis is off of the ropes and nails Castle with a scissorkick! Castle is down
but once again rising quickly. Kurtis off of the opposite ropes, going for another scissorkick. But he never should have tried the same move twice because
Castle catches him! BACK DROP DRIVER! Another cover! One! Two! And yet ANOTHER kickout from Kurtis!

ROB MARTINEZ: Or maybe that was sound strategy… Castle would expect a different move from Kurtis since “The Show” has probably the most versatile collection
of moves in all of REBEL… so if Castle expects that, then it makes sense to–

MURCIELAGO: Don’t try to put your feeble little mind in theirs.

ROB MARTINEZ: That’s what they pay me to do!

MURCIELAGO: I know. Given your lack of talent, it’s amazing you aren’t watching this at some strip club somewhere. You’ve been very lucky.

ROB MARTINEZ: That is the closest you have ever come to a compliment.

MURCIELAGO: Please don’t take it as anything remotely in the neighborhood of a compliment. I think you suck.

Kurtis is hurting but Castle is equally exhausted from trying to put Kurtis away. Castle is a large man which has its advantages but it also has his disadvantages.
He gets to his feet. Kurtis is using the ropes to pull himself up. Castle walks over to Kurtis, hooking a waistlock. Probably some type of suplex. But
Kurtis springs to life and is elbowing his way out of it! He turns around and is delivering rights up to Castle. Castle staggers back. Kurtis turns around,
towards the ropes, he’s up in the air, off of the ropes! Showtime! Showtime!

ROB MARTINEZ: Where did he get the energy for that move? That might have been when the tide turns in this bout!

MURCIELAGO: Those high-flying shananigans only work for so long. Eventually pure brawl wins over it. It might not look as pretty, but it always comes out
on top.

But that took a lot out of Kurtis. He was on reserves when he hit that move. But he is getting to his feet before Castle. Castle tries to stand… Kurtis
hits him with a Shining Wizard and he is back down. Kurtis is pumping up! You can almost see his energy levels rising back up!

ROB MARTINEZ: If this was a video game, we would see his health meter rising.

MURCIELAGO: Did you really just say that? Seriously?

Kurtis walks over to Castle. Standing shooting star press! A cover! One! Two! And Castle kicks out! Kurtis is going up top as Castle slowly works his way
to his feet! Castle is up… but back down after a missile dropkick halfway across the ring! Kurtis waits in the corner as Castle stands… charges forward
with a clothesline and sends the big man to the outside! Castle lands on the gym floor. He’s on his back. Kurtis runs off of the ropes, leaps over the
top-rope and lands a SENTON on THE DEVASTATOR!

ROB MARTINEZ: Listen to these FANS! They are the THE LOUDEST they have been ALL NIGHT! They LOVE THE SHOW and they LOVE REBEL!

MURCIELAGO: Don’t get me wrong, these are some of the toughest, smartest people in the world watching this event tonight, but something tells me they love
REBEL a whole lot more when they don’t have to listen to your commentary. I hope this base has mute buttons in every room.

ROB MARTINEZ: Well, then, they’d be muting you, too.

MURCIELAGO: Those DVDs aren’t out yet. But, since your mentioning it, REBEL fans, keep an eye out June the first for my debut alongside this clown. Finally
the fans have a medium by which to express their utter disgust with your play-by-play: ME.

Kurtis is reaching under the ring now. He pulls out a table. He is setting it up! He walks over to Castle and is picking him up while stopping to drop forearms
into his back. He is putting him on the table, but Castle fights back! He hits Kurtis with a right! Now a headbutt! Another! Kurtis staggers back, Castle
lariats him over the guard rail! But Castle is hurting. He grabs a chair as Kurtis rises… and CRASHES it down over “The Show”‘s head! He reaches over
and grabs Kurtis, dragging him back over the rail. Now he’s delivering forearms to Kurtis’ back. Dragging him toward the table as if he is going to set
him up for a move through it. He hooks him around the waist… belly to belly maybe? But no! Kurtis elbows out of it! REVERSE STO on the HARD FLOOR!

ROB MARTINEZ: There is no way to soften that BLOW! Let the critics of professional wrestling say what they will, THAT is PAINFUL!

MURCIELAGO: No shit. You find me a REBEL wrestler without a scar–well, maybe that little pussy Daines or whatever his little runt of a tag team partner
is called–and I’ll give you one-hundred bucks. Seriously, that’s a fucking challenge. Most of them are total trash, but they get the shit kicked out of
them and these fans here appreciate it. They wouldn’t accept crap wrestling.

Both men are down! Kurtis slowly rising to his feet. Now Castle is. Kurtis jumps up onto the ring apron! Asai moonsault takes them both down again! Kurtis
is getting back up. Rolls into the ring. Off of the ropes… suicide plancha but Castle catches his head! He holds him up in the air, glaring at the booing
crowd! Kurtis can’t do anything to prevent it! ELEVATED DDT!

“The Show” is busted open!

ROB MARTINEZ: OH… MY… GOD!

Kurtis rolls him into the ring! He’s going for a cover! One! Two! Thr–NO! NO! Kurtis with a shoulder up at the last possible nanosecond! Castle gets to
his feet and brings Kurtis with him. He whips him into the corner hard and Kurtis flips in mid-air and hits the entire BACKSIDE of his BODY on the TURNBUCKLES!
Kurtis is up and staggering around, his back arched in pain… and he is sent back down by a VICIOUS lariat from CASTLE! Castle pulls him back up immediately,
hoists him up… RUNNING POWERSLAM!

ROB MARTINEZ: Does Kurtis have ANYTHING left in his RESERVES? ANYTHING? If it was anyone else I would probably say NO WAY!

He flips Kurtis over… he sits on the small of his back… he’s going for the TRUTH SERUM!

MURCIELAGO: Well, if he had anything left, it’s gonna be gone in about two seconds. Looks like Castle’ll be joining the Four Way at American Anarchy next
month.

In the MIDDLE of the RING! He has it locked in! Kurtis is resisting!

Kurtis reaches back with his hands and grips Castle’s ankles. He’s trying to break the hold, trying to sweep Castle’s legs and force him on his back but
it’s proving tough! Can he withstand the pressure from the TRUTH SERUM?

ROB MARTINEZ: THE SHOW hates to tap! He has too much pride! But no one can stand the Truth Serum for much longer!

He did it! He did it! Kurtis pulled on Castle’s ankles forcing Castle on his back! The hold has been broken! My God! Kurtis somehow flips backwards and
rolls up Castle! Castle’s neck and shoulders are pinned and Kurtis is standing, holding his legs in place! One! Two! Thr–NO! NO! A kickout! Just barely!
Castle surely didn’t see THAT coming!

ROB MARTINEZ: Chad Kurtis knows more wrestling holds than ANY OTHER WRESTLER on the SCENE! For a guy, eighty pounds less than The Devastator, to be able
to pull out something like that speaks VOLUMES about REBEL’s two-time World and two-time Carolina’s champion!

MURCIELAGO: Brief title reigns. Overrated. But I digress…

Kurtis drops a quick leg drop on Castle before he can regain his composure! Now he’s off of the ropes, somersault, back up to his feet.. rolling somersault
knee drop onto the SKULL of CASTLE! Kurtis grabbing his head in pain. Now Kurtis is applying a neck scissors to Castle, trying to slow the big man down
and change the tempo of the match.

ROB MARTINEZ: I like the strategy here. He knows he needs to slow down the pace of the match because it is currently in Castle’s favor. The momentum is
with Castle. If he is going to switch things around, he needs to weaken Castle and regain his own composure. That’s what this move does.

MURCIELAGO: Once again, my sidekick interjects with his completely obvious comments. I might as well be sitting out here with that little kid I see sitting
on her dad’s shoulders over there.

He is really wrenching his legs, trying to squeeze the remaining wind out of Castle. He finally lets go after nearly a minute. Kurtis is going outside of
the ring and grabbing that steel chair from earlier. He’s back in the ring. Castle is up on a knee, holding his throat trying to get some oxygen in his
lungs. Kurtis lines up and swings the chair at Castle’s head! Castle is dazed but does not fall! ANOTHER SWING! Now Castle is down! He’s on his back. Kurtis
puts the steel chair right over his face. He climbs outside the ropes but stays on the apron.

ROB MARTINEZ: THE SHOW is the KING of the SPRINGBOARD!

MURCIELAGO: Do you wanna kiss his ass a little more there, guy? You working on commission or somethin’?

Springboard 450 Splash onto the chair! The PRIME TIME! Oh my God! That hurt Kurtis’ abdomen as he is rolling around, clutching it. Castle is busted open
now, very much out of it. Kurtis manages to roll on top!

ROB MARTINEZ: THIS IS IT!

One! Two! Thre–NO! NO! Castle manages to kick out! Kurtis can’t believe it! The soldiers are in shock. They thought that was it! Kurtis slow to his feet,
takes Castle’s head. He’s going for the CK Finale!

MURCIELAGO: If he hits this, then it’s over. Every time you guess a match is over, Rob, you’re wrong. Let me do the predicting from now on.

My God, he hits it! One! Two! Three! NO! NO! Castle got a foot on the ropes! Kurtis was too close! Kurtis is so upset with himself. He grabs Castle’s leg,
drags him back into the middle of the ring. Makes the cover again!

MURCIELAGO: Dammit.

One! Two! NO! NO! Castle kicks out! Kurtis pulls Castle up. Waistlock. But Castle is fighting! He is elbowing the head of Kurtis! He breaks free and spins
around! GERMAN SUPLEX! He arches for the pin! One! Two! Three–NO! NO! A kickout by Kurtis just in time! Both men slowly rising. Castle with a right! Kurtis
with a right! Kurtis with a knife edge chop! Castle with a knife edge chop! Castle with a punch but Kurtis blocks it. A punch of his own! Another! “The
Show” spins around.. rolling elbow to Castle and the big man staggers. ANOTHER one and the big man is down!

ROB MARTINEZ: A lot of near falls in this match! EITHER ONE of these guys could pull it off!

Kurtis goes for Castle’s legs but Castle kicks him back WITH AUTHORITY and Kurtis lands HARD! Kurtis back up as Castle is on all fours… Le Majistral Cradle!
One! Two! Three–NO! NO! Castle kicks out! Kurtis pulling Castle up but Castle grabs him and… SHORT ARM CLOTHESLINE! Kurtis down. Castle picks him up,
whips him HARD into the CORNER! He runs in for a SPLASH!

MURCIELAGO: If either of these guys had any smarts at all they’d grab that chair and use it or take advantage of that table still setup at ringside. But
they don’t.

Kurtis doesn’t have time to fall on his own from the corner splash because Castle whips him! Castle grabs him for a flapjack. But Kurtis rolls in mid-air
and grabs the back of Castle’s head! WHAT A NECKBREAKER! The fans are going crazy!

ROB MARTINEZ: What a REVERSAL! I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything like it!

Kurtis knows he has to act fast if he wants to end this match. He pulls Castle up and brings him outside the ropes with him. They stay on the apron. Castle
is out of it! He is going to give him the CK FINALE through that table on the outside!

ROB MARTINEZ: I think you and I are in agreement that it’s over now.

MURCIELAGO: Yup.

He has him up! This it! No! Not yet! Castle is kicking his legs, trying to get out of it! He lands his feet. OH MY GOD! He picks up “THE SHOW” in a Gorilla
Press! OH MY GOD! He launches him into the ring and Kurtis’ head NAILS the TURNBUCKLE and Kurtis flies back!

ROB MARTINEZ: That was SICK!

MURCIELAGO: My type of move right there. Throw the asshole as far as you can and make sure he hits his head as hard as possible. That’s how these matches
are won.

The fans are going crazy, half of them chanting “RE-BEL! Re-BEL!,” the others booing Castle. They thought Kurtis was about to end the match! Kurtis is up,
staggering about, the wound on his forehead busted open worse than before. Castle steps in between the ropes. Kurtis stumbles right into the arms of Castle!
BELLY-TO-BELLY OVER THE TOP-ROPE THROUGH THE TABLE! OH MY GOD!

MURCIELAGO: Castle took my advice. And that’s why he’ll win!

ROB MARTINEZ: Kurtis was trying to use the table too!

MURCIELAGO: Spoke only when spoken to.

Castle quickly goes outside and throws Kurtis in. The fans are yelling at him but he ignores them. His eyes are on the prize. He rolls in after Kurtis,
hooks a leg. One! Two! Three! That’s IT! Kurt Castle has won!

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Naval Attack
05/13/2008
Shane Scarr gets his neck broke!

“I WANT EVERYBODY IN THIS ROOM TO KNOW…YOU CAN’T WHOOP ME”

For the second time in a month, Prince Williams Darko is back on REBEL turf. He’s in a brown suit, but over his brown jacket is a red shirt, a tight red
shirt, it reads: “WORD IS KBOND” in white font. He also has shirts to share, because he’s pushing a shopping cart down towards the ring with red shirts
hanging from the sides and more folded ones inside the cart. The crowd stands and look around, and just like last week, a bit confused. Darko makes it
towards the ring, he looks around, scheming to find a way to enter the ring with the cart. He tries to lift the bottom rope, but it won’t work. He looks
around the ring, nothing. He shrugs his shoulders, then grabs hold of the cart, backs up, tosses it into the ring. The shirts fall out of the cart and
all over the ring. Darko shrugs again and enters the ring and demands a mic.

PRINCE DARKO: You see these mother fuckin’ shirts?

Darko bends down to pick one up, then holds it next to his face as he speaks.

PRINCE DARKO: Ain’t these shits sexy? Ain’t these mother fuckers witty? I know they are, I came up with these mother fuckers. I think everyone in this god
damn arena should have one. It’s my gift to you all, since I won’t be wrestlin’ tonight.(POP) The fuck are you assholes so happy about? This shit is a
travesty, me not wrestling, Christ, that’s horrible. But I ain’t tryna go against Doctors orders. I sprained my meat head last week through some intense
sex; that pussy was rigorous–no question.

PRINCE DARKO: Since I can’t wrestle for you shit heads tonight, I’d thought I’d introduce a good friend of mine to the ring, for the first time.

If the crowd was a bit confused before, they’re completely dumbfounded now.

PRINCE DARKO: KEVIN! “KBOND!” BONDSWORTH!

“You Won’t Ever Pound Me Song” by Akforty hits the arena, just moments before KBOND explodes through the curtains. The crowd is indifferent towards him,
they’re still studying him. Studying his height, his figure, his dark glasses, his tights, his boots, his gap, his extremely dark skin.

Darko begins to toss the red shirts at the crowd, they toss them right back at him.

PRINCE DARKO: He’s from where I’m from: Can’t Whoop Me Street and You Still Garbage Ave. in the great (BLEEP)’ Kingdom of Zamunda. At a height of Six feet
and Eight mother fuckin’ inches. And weighs in at Three-Hundred-Forty-Five pounds. And will step on your head with no fuckin’ remorse for it.

KBOND enters the ring, he stands right next to Darko.

ROB MARTINEZ: My god, he makes Darko look like a little kid next to him.

PRINCE DARKO: You see this man over here, he’s my enforcer, so the next time someone wants to get slick at the mouth, they’ll get that shit wired shut courtesy
of KBOND. Now, new fuckin’ policy, you want to get to me, you HAVE to get through HIM!

Darko pats KBOND’s shoulders.

PRINCE DARKO: KBOND, how about I show these poor, talent deprived jerks what you can really do?

KBOND begins to smile, exposing his bright white teeth and that small gap.

PRINCE DARKO: Alright, bring that Bill Price mother fucker out here.

Dreamweaver begins to blare through the arena. And just like last week, Darko assumes the position of being announcer again.

PRINCE DARKO: Bill “Still trash. Still Sorry. Still Garbage. Still Old. And would get his ass beaten the fuck up if we had a rematch.” Price. Who cares
how tall he is or how heavy he is; that shit doesn’t concern me, nor does it concern KBOND. Now does it?

KBOND looks over at Darko, smiling, showing his gap, he shakes his head, then looks over to Bill Price, who’s walking into the ring slowly. KBOND continues
to play if his hands, cracking knuckles, stretching fingers. He shakes his head, loosening up, he’s ready to go. Bill Price enters the ring. He walks over
to Darko and snatches the mic away from him. Darko motions retaliation, but is stopped by KBOND. He places his hand in front of Darko in a “I got this,
boss” fashion.

BILL PRICE: I’ll wrestle him, no problem, but where’s the ref.?

Darko takes off his “WORD IS KBOND” shirt, under his shirt is a ref’s shirt. Darko then tosses the red shirt to Bill’s face. Bill takes the shirt off and
the first thing he sees is KBOND rushing at him, decapitating him with a vicious clothesline. Bill flips in the air before falling to mat. Darko moves
around the ring like any other ref would, but continues to fling trash talk. “LOOK AT YOU! YOU’RE DOWN! YOU ALL TRASH” He gets down on his knees and starts
talking trash in Bill’s ear, “GARBAGE. YOU’RE COMPLETE GARBAGE. YOU CAN’T WHOOP HIM! YOU GOT LUCKY LAST WEEK, LUCKY MOTHER FUCKER!”

KBOND picks up Bill Price and sends him into the corner with force; Price bounces out of the turn buckle and returns to KBOND to receive a Bear hug. KBOND
shakes Price all over the ring, squeezing the life, the air -but not the will- out of Bill. Bill tries to battle his way out, swinging, open palm strikes
to KBOND’S ear’s. KBOND eats it and continues to apply the rigorous pressure. And just as it seems Bill is about to fade, KBOND flings him across the ring
with a Belly-To-Belly.

ROB MARTINEZ: The strength of KBOND is amazing!

KBOND moves over to Bill to pick up, but Bill refuse to be brought to his feet again; he elbows KBOND in the gut, it doesn’t do much. KBOND kicks Bill on
his chest, forcing him back down to the mat.

ROB MARTINEZ: What’s this?

Darko looks over to the curtains, it’s Shane Scarr. He rushes into the ring with a chair.

ROB MARTINEZ: Why is he out here?

MURCIELAGO: To get a good seat if he’s smart.

Darko taps KBOND’s shoulders, telling him to focus on a new subject. Shane swings the chair, it folds, crushes on KBOND’s massive head. KBOND is still standing!
ROB MARTINEZ: Wow, how weak.

KBOND grabs Shane by the neck, he tosses him into the corner and moves over to the other end of the ring. While he’s there, Darko holds Shane down, talking
smack to him while punching him from the second rope.

YOU

STILL

GAR

BIDGE

YOU

CAN’T

WHOOP

ME

DON’T

BAH

one more for good luck of course

DER

Darko removes from the second rope, but continues to hold down Scarr but stop once he sees KBOND is rushing towards Shane; Darko flees from the wreckage.
KBOND backs up and continues to do so as Shane stumbles foreword towards KBOND. KBOND tosses Shane into the air and catches him in a Samoan—-Prince Darko
has the mic in his hand.

PRINCE DARKO: I know you assholes at home think that this is a Samoan Drop that just has crushed this fuckin’ boy into the mat, but believe you me, it’s
not. This bad boy is a Zamunda Drop, okay?

KBOND drags closer to the corner, KBOND stands on the bottom rope and delivers a leg drop that nearly extracts Shane’s skeleton out of his skin.

PRINCE DARKO: KBOND finish these assholes, no more playing around!

Prince Darko and KBOND move Bill and Shane closer to the center ring, and stacks them together on top of each other. KBOND walks away from them, he looks
back at them, leaves the ring, stands on the apron, climbs. He looks down at them from the third rope.

ROB MARTINEZ: Oh. My. God. He’s going to jump.

MURCIELAGO: He’s going to destroy the ring.

KBOND. Leaps. Soars. Lands. Demolishes.

PRINCE DARKO: The Zamunda Crush! THE ZAMUNDA CRUSH! You bastards see that? I know you dick heads want to do it, I’ll assist you all: “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!” The Zamunda Crush is truly a force to be reckon with. That’s a ruthless ass move, no remorse for the damn weak out here.

Darko gets down and gets closer to Shane and Bill, two people who are trapped under the large KBOND.

PRINCE DARKO: Look at you shit heads, fuckin’ crushed, hence the name.

Darko finally shuts up and gets to his job.

ONE

TWO

THREE!

He gets up from the mat and brings KBOND to his feet, raises his arm in victory. Darko then notices the chair that was used to try to take KBOND, he tells
KBOND to smooth it out for him. KBOND begins to step on it to bring it back to normal, but he uses to much force. Darko shakes his head and goes outside
to fetch his own chair. He goes over to the bell keeper, “RAISE UP!”

Darko returns to the ring with a fresh chair, no dents, nothing. He places it down on the mat. Shane, who is still out, gets helped up to his feet. Darko
then drags him closer to the chair. Darko knees Shane in the stomach, then looks around, shakes his head…ZAMUNDA DRIVER ON THE CHAIR! Darko then picks
him up again…ZAMUNDA DRIVER AGAIN!

ROB MARTINEZ: Darko has never done two Zamunda Drivers back to back to anyone. And on a chair at that. My god.

PRINCE DARKO: Someone one please get the medics! This mother fuckers out. Escort this bad boy out on wheels like Sparx in 07, IMMEDIATELY! I BROKE THIS
PIECE OF SHIT’S NECK! It’s the side effect from two ZD’s on a chair, believe it.

EMT’s rush out, taking away Shane Scarr, placing him on the stretcher and putting a brace around his neck. They waste no time taking him away, the crowd
goes silent at his exit.

Darko and KBOND make their exit to, leaving Bill Price laid out center ring, much like how Darko was last week.

ROB MARTINEZ: Darko and KBOND? What can this mean?

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Naval Attack
05/13/2008
Submission Steel Cage Match for the REBEL World Title: “The Murdercity Devil” Jake Phoenix vs “LDK” Lloyd Rees

The cage lowers as Jenny Jersey gets on the mic.

JENNY JERSEY: The following contest is your MAIN EVENT. This match is Steel Cage Submission match and it’s for the REBEL HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP OF THE
WORLD!

“When The Lights Go Out” and enters to a helluva ovation, Lloyd Rees. He smiles a bit, cracks his neck and stares at the steel cage. He grabs the chain
link fence and shakes it. It hardly gives at all. He enters the cage and the crowd silences down.

JENNY JERSEY: The challenger… he weighed in tonight at two hundred forty five pounds. He is fighting out of Wabana, Bell Island, Newfoundland. He is a
former two time NAPW World Champion. He is the East Coast Sensation, the LDK, the TECHNICAL TERROR… LLOYD REES!

ROB MARTINEZ: Four time Heritage champion. Television champion. Tag team champion and two time World champion.

MURCIELAGO: ALL IN NAPW! He ain’t done shit here but win a contenders cup and LOSE IT!

ROB MARTINEZ: His Crime stint in REBEL aside, Lloyd Rees was ranked number one out of ALL independent wrestlers in two thousand six.

MURCIELAGO: And it’s TWO THOUSAND EIGHT!

ROB MARTINEZ: Do you not respect him at all.

MURCIELAGO: I respect his abilities, but his accomplishments don’t mean shit here.. this is a whole different animal. Jake Phoenix tamed the animal, but
I don’t think Rees can.

Surprise! you’re dead!
Ha ha! open your eyes

See the world as it used to be when you used to be in it
When you were alive and when you were in love
And when I took it from you!

And the steam roller named Jake Phoenix has entered the gym. He doesn’t recognize the fans. He stares at the cage. The structure that will hold him inside
a ring with a technical terror. He pats his World belt, and enters the ring. He gets up in Rees’ face very quickly, but Rees doesn’t back down and inch.
Jimmy Johnson separates them.

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent. He weighed in at two hundred eighty nine pounds. He is fighting out of Fort Lauderdale, Florida. He is the current reigning
and defending REBEL HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WORLD… THE MURDER CITY DEVIL… JAKE PHOENIX!

ROB MARTINEZ: He is six foot nine, two hundred ninety pounds, and has accomplished a lot in REBEL thus far. He beat Chad Kurtis, TWICE! Defended his belt
and ended a five month undefeated streak of Adam Davis. He beat an unorthodox Nick Everhardt last week. His fourth defense.. he is the UNDERDOG!

MURCIELAGO: Maybe in your score book, but not in mine. He is the champ, and Lloyd Rees must BEAT HIM!

Referee Jimmy Johnson stands inside the hellish steel structure. He doesn’t even hold the key, Dale McDonald, standing on the outside does. Jimmy calls
for the bell. Door padlocked and the two wrestlers gaze at the structure. The fans are standing up cheering just to be cheering. This is the biggest match
in the history of REBEL. An unstoppable champion versus the most Decorated Wrestler in NAPW history. The combine have both been Heritage champion, and
NAPW tag team champion. Rees a former NAPW World Champion, Phoenix the current REBEL World champ. And they go to the center of the ring and…

Phoenix with a quick headbutt and Rees is down. Rees is holding his left eye and Phoenix wastes absolutely ZERO time. He pounces on the downed Rees. Soup
Bones are landing heavy on the head of Rees as Phoenix mounts Rees MMA style. Rees is being hit relentlessly. Phoenix is unstop… wait. Rees slides down
and grabs the legs of Jake Phoenix. He gets Phoenix off balance and turns him over. Rees has Jake locked in the Boston Crab. Or is it a Newfy Crab? Jake
Phoenix is in the middle of the ring, but being six foot nine, means your never really that far from the ropes. Jake pushes up and uses all his leg power,
getting Rees in a bad position. Rees releases the hold and quickly turns his attention to the lower back of the REBEL World Champ. A few knee drops land.
Then a couple of East Coast Elbows. Jake is trying his best to get up. He does, but is quickly placed down with a back suplex.

ROB MARTINEZ: Back and forth the first minutes of action. Rees looking to weaken the back of Jake.

MURCIELAGO: Jake will nail him with some big time moves and pound his ass.

Rees goes to the legs of Phoenix now. Working them over with kicks. Rees watched last week, and knows how those same legs were stretched by Everhardt’s
Cloverleaf Three Thousand. Notwithstanding Phoenix up kicks Rees in the face, knocking him to the ground. Jake gets on his stomach and crawls over to Rees,
belting him with punches anywhere he can. He is trying to soften up any part of Rees that he can. The crowd isn’t really booing any guy. The crowd seems
to be cheering the match itself. No one is sitting. Jake tries to land another shot, but the wily Rees quickly moves and grabs the arm. FUJIWARA ARMBAR
APPLIED! Jake Phoenix is in a bad place, but gets the ropes quickly. Rees can hang on for as long as he wants, but chooses to let Jake go. He backs off
of Jake and shows a lot of class, letting Jake up.

MURCIELAGO: Stupid move right there, he should have never let him get up.

ROB MARTINEZ: It’s called good sportsmanship.

MURCIELAGO: It’s called being a retard.

Jake sees the jackal like Rees coming and throws a boot up, nailing Rees in the chest. Rees is knocked to one knee. Rees rises only to receive a Clothesline
from Murder City! Rees turns inside out, and Jake Phoenix picks up the downed Newfy. He picks him up and tosses him into the cage. Rees hits back first
and bounces back into Phoenix. Phoenix with a CHOKESLAM! A leg drop on Rees. Phoenix gets back up and boots Rees in the head several times. Lloyd Rees
tries grabbing the boot, but can’t get it. Jake finally tries a submission hold, putting a leg lace on Rees.

ROB MARTINEZ: A horrendous attempt at a leg submission, and Rees is out pretty quickly.

Rees takes the poorly executed move and escapes. Jake doesn’t realize that in two seconds Rees can place a man into the FIGURE FOUR LEGLOCK! WOOO is heard
throughout the gym and Jake is fledgling around. He finally tries to keep his cool and remember what has been taught. He starts to turn the move over,
and Rees can’t stop him. Phoenix reverses it, the pressure reversed now, and Rees is in a bunch of pain! Phoenix tries to hold onto the move, but it’s
a lot easier to escape than the full on figure four.

MURCIELAGO: The area got their nostalgia fed for the night.

ROB MARTINEZ: WOOO! I’m gonna miss that man!

Both men rise up, walking a bit gingerly. Rees tries to clip the knee of Phoenix, but Phoenix moves at the right moment. Rees receives soup bones all over
his face for his effort. Rees is covering up and Jake continues to lay into the arms, ribs anything exposed. Phoenix gets relaxed a second and BOOM, ankle
lock submission is applied a drop of a hat. Phoenix mule kicks the face of Rees, almost knocking his head off. Rees is bleeding from the eye and nose area.
Jake gets back on top of him laying in elbows, and Jimmy Johnson is looking for Rees to tap out. A submission hold isn’t actually needed to win, you can
pound and ground a guy until he taps. A normal guy would have tapped already. But ask anyone Rees has ever faced, and they will agree he is no NORMAL man.
MURCIELAGO: Jake is trying to beat a hole in the head of Rees.

ROB MARTINEZ: Sound strategy, trying to win anyway he can.

Jake is unrelenting with vicious shots. He picks up Rees and boots him in the bread basket… POWERBOMB! Jake goes for the cover, but is tapped on the shoulder.
He forgot the rules for a split second and went with instinct! Phoenix picks up Rees and rakes the face of the East Coast Sensation, all over the side
of the cage. Blood from the nose, from the eye and a bit from the forehead are leaking out. Not gushing mind you, but still coming out. Rees is laying
on the ground. He is being stalked by the six foot nine, two hundred eighty plus pound World Champ. Jake does a check tap with his boot, then bounces off
the ropes with a VICIOUS boot to the head. He goes backwards again, and another kick lands.. no, Rees moves! Jake jammed his leg into the mat. Rees tackles
the leg and wails on it.

ROB MARTINEZ: Rees is like a wild animal, feasting on the weakness of Jake.

MURCIELAGO: Yeah, and this match is anyone’s pick right now.

Phoenix is placed in a simple leg lock. Rees is being grabbed by his hair and pulled backwards as Jake tries to club him in the head. Rees lets go of the
hold, only to drop kick Jake in the head. Jake is stunned.. Rees on the goes to the ropes.. SPRING BOARD CORKSCREW.. AKA THE FRESH WATER FLIP… ON THE
KNEE! Jake yells out in pain. That move took a lot out of Rees, as the burst of energy seems to be over. Rees lays on the ground watching Jake try to get
up. Jake is having a hard time standing. Rees gets up too, and is still bleeding a little, but most of it is drying. Rees shoots on Jake, who sprawls like
he is Randy Couture and nails Rees with a wicked elbow. Rees falls into the ropes. Jake goes for a big boot, but his plant leg gives out, and Rees is untouched.
Jake regains his footing, but Rees is behind him… DDT FROM THE GREEN!

ROB MARTINEZ: Might have been the end in a normal REBEL match but not in this one.

Jake is down but Rees isn’t all there from the repeated blows to the head. Rees lets around thirt seconds pass, before actually getting over to Jake. Rees
attempts to pick up Jake, but gets hit in the stomach. He Irish whips Rees into the corner. He follows him slowly, but gets to nail several big shots to
the ribs and chest. Rees is covering up his face, but the body is open. Rees pushes Jake off and Turns around. Jake goes to grab him, but Rees does a standing
switch, and glides behind Jake. Rees goes for a back suplex, a move he hit earlier, but Jake holds onto the ropes. He grabs Rees into a side headlock and
rides him down to the ground. Jake rests a few seconds then lets go, opting for some elbows to the top of Rees head. Then Jake applies a guillotine choke
on Rees!

MURCIELAGO: Very nice MMA move right there. Normal feds, the move is illegal, but not in REBEL, and especially not in this match.

ROB MARTINEZ: Rees needs to do something quick or it’ll be over.

Rees is fading fast, but in this match, no referee can stop it. No holding up the arms, no matter if Rees goes to sleep.. the match will not end. Phoenix
has it cinched tight and isn’t letting up. Rees, very sweaty finally slips his head out the hold. Rees is tired but not tired enough to lay some punches
to Phoenix’s head. Phoenix backs up but the cage is their. Rees has Jake’s head against the cage and starts doing short knees to the face. Jake finally
moves his head, and Rees nails cage. And this cage don’t give much. Rees backs out, grabbing his knee. Jake is woozy but up. Rees turns around and these
two look like Ultimate Fighters going for broke. A simple nod is exchanged and these two are ready to go at it once more. They go for a standard lock up,
Jake then going for a high knee.. but it’s the hurt knee. He lands a good shot, but is shaking it, trying to get some blood going. Rees drop kicks the
knee, and down goes Phoenix.

Rees comes behind Jake Phoenix, and CONCEPTION BAY… WAIT, ASS INTO REES’ STOMACH AND JUDO THROW!

ROB MARTINEZ: I thought it was ALL OVER!

MURCIELAGO: Steele’s training paid off in that regard.

Jake Phoenix avoided the Conception Bay Chinlock. Rees is down on the ground. Jake stumbles down, knee hurting him badly. Rees is getting up. He goes over
to the World Champ and grabs his legs. He has them laced, possible Lance Cove ….

GOGOPLATA!

JAKE PHOENIX JUST APPLIED THE GOGOPLATA.

He is trying to choke Rees into submission again.

Only the thing is, Jake used HIS BAD LEG as the one against the chin of Rees. Rees is banging on it hard. Jake has him locked fully in it though. This is
the MMA version at that! Rees is punching with all his might on that knee.

Rees is turning red.

Jake is screaming in pain.

PLEASE DON’T TAP is being chanted versus TAP! TAP! TAP! The crowd is split.

Rees isn’t banging anymore.

He is fading..

And Jake is getting lighter on the pressure…

and

LET’S GO!

Rees slumps down as Jake tries to straighten the knee.

But Rees goes with instinct and in a blink of an eye, as he gasps for air… he hooks the LANCE COVE LEG LOCK! A variant of the same move Nick Everhardt
had on Jake last week. He didn’t tap then. Rees wrenches with all he has.

Jake yells out in pain…

GODAMNIT!

AND

TAPS!

JENNY JERSEY: The winner of the match and THE NEW REBEL HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WORLD… THE TECHNICAL TERROR, LLOYD REES!

MURCIELAGO: Man, I don’t like neither man personally.. but I gotta do this.

Murcielago stands on the commentators table. He starts clapping as does the thousand military personnel. The cage raises as Dale McDonald hands Jimmy Johnson
the REBEL World Title. He places it around Rees’ waist as Jake looks on in agony.

——————————————————————————–

American Anarchy 2008
06/03/2008
Three Way Dance for the REBEL World Title: “LDK” Lloyd Rees vs Stylin’ Kyle Roberts vs Thomas Young

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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American Anarchy 2008
06/03/2008
REBEL World Tag Team Titles: Black Underground Railroad vs Everhardt & Core

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!

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Queen City Chaos
06/10/2008
Three Way Iron Man Match for the Vacant Carolinas Title: Mikey Massacre vs Dio Muerte vs Manny X

JENNY JERSEY: The following contest is the FIRST EVER Triple Threat Forty Five Minute Ironman Match, and it is for the vacated REBEL CAROLINAS CHAMPIONSHIP!
Introducing first…

“All Right Now” by Free hits the arena as the crowd erupts in cheers. A bald Mikey Massacre pops out from behind the curtain and looks around at the adoring
fans. He walks towards the ring with determination in his eyes.

JENNY JERSEY: From Albuquerque, New Mexico! He weighs in at two hundred thirty-five pounds…MIKEY MASSACRE!!

Mikey makes it to the ring apron and slides in to the ring. His music fades as he looks towards the entrance for his competitors.

ROB MARTINEZ: Mikey looks ready for this match!

“Black Pus” by Devilhellipers rings throughout the arena as Dio Muerte steps out to the stage. The crowd erupts in boos, but Dio pays them no attention
as he makes his way down the aisle.

JENNY JERSEY: Approaching the ring. From Hollywood, California. He weighs in at two hundred twenty-eight pounds…DIO MUERTE!!

Dio reaches the ring apron and waits outside as his music fades out.

MURCIELAGO: Dio waits on the outside as Mikey looks on from the inside!

“Jerkoff” by Tool blasts in the arena as the crowd’s boos continue. Manny steps out to the entrance wearing a pair of boxers and painted white! There is
a large black widow spider painted on his back as he smirks, listening to the crowd’s reaction. He makes his way down the aisle as both Dio and Mikey look
on. Dio slides in to the ring and continues to look at Manny.

JENNY JERSEY: Making his way to the ring, hailing from Los Angeles, California. He weighs in at two hundred thirty-two pounds…MANNY X!!

Manny slides under the bottom rope and stares at Mikey with a smirk on his face. The music fades out as Dale McDonald holds all three men away from each
other before the opening bell.

ROB MARTINEZ: Here we go! We’re going to have ourselves one hell of a match here!

Dale McDonald calls for the opening bell as the timer starts, and Mikey instantly rushes at Manny. He tackles him to the mat and begins laying in hard rights.
Manny tries to cover up and throws rights of his own until Dio tears Mikey off of Manny. He spins Mikey towards him and drills him with a hard right. Mikey
rebounds with a series of rights which Dio has troubles blocking. Dio is able to poke Mikey in the eye with his thumb as Manny gets back up. Manny grabs
Mikey from behind in an inverted fireman’s carry…possibly looking for Gang Banging Since ’94! Dio with a vicious shuffle sidekick, and Manny falls to
his knees as he drops Mikey off of his shoulders!

MURCIELAGO: We almost saw Manny get an early lead!

ROB MARTINEZ: Did you hear that thud after the impact from Dio’s boot to Manny’s skull?!

Dio grabs Manny in a front face lock as Mikey slowly gets back up. Dio with the flipover for the DDT…but Mikey catches him! Sitdown powerbomb by Mikey
as Manny hits the hangman’s neckbreaker at the same time! Mikey gets back to his feet, but Manny instantly tackles him and starts laying in hard rights.
Mikey is able to block some of the shots, and Manny quickly improvises with a series of high impact headbutts. Manny sinks his teeth in to Mikey’s forehead
as Dio makes it back to his feet. Mikey hits Manny with a throat thrust forcing Manny off of him. As Manny gets back to his feet, he stumbles around and
turns in to Dio he grabs him with a front face lock and drops him with a spike DDT.

ROB MARTINEZ: He damn near broke Manny’s neck with that DDT!

MURCIELAGO: It wasn’t really that impressive.

Dio attempts a clothesline on the rising Mikey, but Mikey ducks it! Mikey grabs Dio from behind…back suplex! Manny regains part of his composure and slides
out of the ring. He pushes the timekeeper aside and takes his chair. Manny slowly snakes his way back in to the ring as Mikey goes for the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

BAM!

Manny with a nasty chairshot to Mikey’s back! Mikey rolls off of Dio and slowly gets back to his feet. Manny smacks Mikey hard in the skull with a chair
and watches as Mikey begins to stumble! He cracks Mikey again in the skull, and Mikey falls to one knee! Manny grins as he prepares for a third shot, but
Mikey hits him with a hard uppercut between the legs! Manny leans over in pain as Mikey gets back to his feet! Mikey with a stiff kick to the chair…and
Manny is drilled right in the face!

Manny falls hard to the mat as Dio gets back to his feet. Dio grabs Mikey from behind and bulldogs him face first on to the chair! Dio looks down at the
carnage for a second before grabbing Mikey by the wrist. He drags Mikey over to the corner and leaves him in a sitting position. Dio grabs the chair and
wedges it between the ropes in the corner, resting it in from of Mikey’s face. He looks back over and Manny and begins to walk to him. He lifts Manny back
up and drags him to the corner. He lifts Manny up, hanging him in the tree-of-woe in front of Mikey!

ROB MARTINEZ: This could get nasty!

MURCIELAGO: Well, I would guess that with this positioning…Dio is thinking of going coast to coast!

Dio climbs the far turnbuckle. He looks towards both of his adversaries and dives off the top! He nails Manny hard in the face with a dropkick, causing
double impact as the back of Manny’s head cracks in to the chair, forcing the chair in to Mikey’s face! Manny is slumped over, still hanging upside down.
Dio lifts Manny by his goatee and applies an inverted facelock. Dio falls forward with an inverted DDT ramming the back of Manny’s skull in to the chair
again!

Manny falls to the mat and Dio quickly shoots the half to make a cover!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Manny rolls the shoulder at the last second! Mikey forces the chair out of the corner and falls to the mat. He rolls out of the ring and checks under the
apron for a weapon as Dio picks up Manny. Dio whips Manny hard in to the corner and picks up the steel chair. Dio swings the chair at Manny, but Manny
catches it! The two men fight over the chair as Mikey slides back in to the ring, florescent bulb in hand! Manny pushes Dio off…and Mikey shatters the
bulb over Dio’s head as Dio turns towards him! Dio falls to the mat as Manny tries to catch his breath. Mikey flies in at Manny with a hard knee lift in
to the chair, and Manny cracks himself in the face!

ROB MARTINEZ: Mikey really wants that championship back!

MURCIELAGO: I think he’s more interested in beating the living hell out of Manny!

Manny drops the chair as he stumbles, and Mikey tackles him to the mat! Mikey uses a broken chuck of the bulb and scrapes at Manny’s forehead with it! Mikey
takes the broken bulb and puts it in Manny’s mouth. He applies a rear chinlock to Manny and tries forcing him to bite and shatter the bulb in his mouth!
Manny’s struggles to keep from shattering the bulb! He grabs a hold of the chair in front of him and swings back, smashing Mikey right in the skull! Manny
slowly gets back to his feet as Dio is standing, waiting for him. Dio runs at Manny, and Manny tosses the chair at him. Dio catches it and Manny quickly
lifts the rushing man in to the air, dropping him face first in to the chair as it crashes in to the top turnbuckle! Dio stumbles back and Manny lifts
him on to his shoulders in an inverted fireman’s carry position!

ROB MARTINEZ: He could be going for his Gang Banging Since ’94!

MURCIELAGO: If he hits this, he probably will have the first fall in this match!

Mikey is back to his feet and quickly comes at Manny. Manny drops Dio over the top rope, but Dio lands on the apron! Manny ducks a clothesline from Mikey
and lifts him in position for Gang Banging Since ’94! Manny tosses Mikey in the air…hard knee lift to the back of the skull! Mikey quickly rolls out
of the ring as Manny looks out at him in disbelief! Manny turns towards Dio as Dio springboards off the top rope…DIOMORTALIZER! Manny bounces back to
his feet from the impact, his eyes glassed over! He falls to his knees then falls flat on his face! Dio makes the quick cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

ROB MARTINEZ: What a move by Dio!

JENNY JERSEY: Dio Muerte has scored a pinfall! The score is one fall for Muerte, zero falls for Manny X, and zero falls for Massacre!

MURCIELAGO: Dio Muerte has the lead now as he has scored the first pinfall!

Muerte quickly grabs the chair and drills Mikey as he was starting to get back to his feet. Mikey falls back to the mat and Dio falls on him for the cover!
ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Manny is able to hit Dio with a double sledge before the three count! Manny violently pulls Muerte back to his feet and drills him hard in the jaw with
a vicious knee lift! Muerte stumbles back as Manny flies at him with a clothesline which sends Muerte crashing to the floor outside! Manny slides out of
the ring and approaches the coat which he wore to the ring. He reaches inside of his coat and pulls something out of the inside pocket.

ROB MARTINEZ: What is that? Are those…shirakins?!

MURCIELAGO: Ha! That’s just great! This jackass has brought ninja stars with him to use as a weapon!

Manny slides back in to the ring and drills Mikey with a hard punt to the skull as Mikey was on all four trying to get back to his feet! He lifts Mikey
to a sitting position and holds out his right arm. Manny holds the three shirakins in between his fingers and quickly rakes the shirakins across the inside
of Mikey’s arm! He holds out Mikey’s other arm and rakes the shirakins across it! Manny drops Mikey back to the mat and begins raking his forehead with
the shirakins! Blood begins to pour out of Mikey’s head and inner arms as Manny hovers over him with a sadistic smile!

ROB MARTINEZ: This is just wrong!

MURCIELAGO: He’s grating Mikey’s forehead like it was a block of cheese!

Manny drops the sharakins as Mikey lays on the mat in pain from his cuts. Manny slides back out of the ring and goes back to his coat. He pulls another
object and quickly slides back in to the ring. He lifts Mikey back to his feet and reveals the pizza cutter which he possesses! He holds the cutter high
in to the air as he holds Mikey in a standing position by the hair. Manny quickly moves the blade of the cutter against Mikey’s throat!

ROB MARTINEZ: He can’t do this! He can’t be allowed to do this!

MURCIELAGO: Actually, I like this strategy. Most people’s standpoint is to wear down your opponents when you’re in a triple threat match! Manny looks like
he’s just going to eliminate the x-factor by killing him, thus making it a one on one match!

ROB MARTINEZ: That’s just sick!

Muerte slides back in to the ring and hits both Mikey and Manny with a low blow! Manny drops the cutter as both men fall to the mat. Dio crouches over Manny
as he lies on the mat, and he lifts Manny’s head in to the air. He slams Manny’s head back in to the mat and begins laying in hard elbows to the side of
the skull! Blood begins to spill out of Manny as it becomes noticed that there is barbed wire wrapped around Dio’s elbow! Dio finally stops elbowing Manny
as a river of blood starts to form. Dio unwraps his arm and holds an end of the barbed wire in each hand. He places the barbed wire in Manny’s mouth and
pulls back…a brutal version of a camel clutch! Blood starts to fall from Manny’s mouth as both of the sides of his mouth have been cut open! He raises
his hand, looking ready to tap!

ROB MARTINEZ: Manny looks like he’s ready to tap! Dio may go up by two falls!

Dio pulls back hard as Mikey has made it back to his feet and ascends to the top rope, steel chair in hand. Manny’s hand starts coming down for the tap…THE
MASSACRE! Mikey rolls on the mat holding his gut as Dio has fallen off of Manny. Mikey sees his opportunity and quickly crawls to Dio to cover him!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

ROB MARTINEZ: Mikey has done it! He scores a fall after a vicious Massacre!

JENNY JERSEY: Mikey Massacre has scored a pinfall! Dio Muerte and Mikey Massacre are tied at one fall a piece! Manny X has zero falls!

Mikey gets back to his feet only to be met with a high knee from Manny sending him over the top rope! Dio slowly gets back to his feet and Manny grabs him
from behind…GANG BANGING SINCE ’94! Manny falls on top of Dio for the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

JENNY JERSEY: Manny X has scored a pinfall! All three participants are tied at one fall!

Manny quickly gets back to his feet and notices Mikey getting up on the outside. Manny springboards over for a dive, but Mikey sidesteps him and slams him
hard in to the guardrail! Mikey reaches under the apron and pulls out a garbage can. He awaits Manny to stand again…BAM! Mikey with a hard shot to Manny’s
skull! Manny falls back, leaning against the guardrail. Mikey swings the can again, but before he can smash Manny’s head with it, Manny delivers a stiff
boot between the legs! He grabs Mikey in a front face lock and delivers a cross legged fisherman’s buster!

ROB MARTINEZ: What an impact!

Dio has rolled to the outside of the ring on the other side as Manny reaches under the apron. He pulls out a table and smiles as he slides it in. Manny
reaches back under and pulls out a second table! Dio has found a table of his own and he sets it up on the outside! Dio reaches back under…a second table!
Dio stacks the tables and slides back in to the ring. Manny flies at him for a clothesline, but Dio tosses him up in to the air…and Manny lands on his
feet on top of the double stacked tables! Manny dives off…SWANTON! Dio crashes to the mat as Manny catches him with his boot from the Swanton! Mikey
siides back in to the ring, ladder in hand! He waits for Manny to get back to his feet…CRACK! Right in to Manny’s mouth! Mikey sets the ladder up and
picks up Manny. Manny with another low blow, and Mikey is down!

ROB MARTINEZ: Mikey is having some trouble mounting an offense here!

Manny slides back out of the ring and reaches under the apron. He pulls out a gas can! Manny goes to his coat once again, this time pulling out matches.
He walks back over to the double stacked tables and starts doucing the bottom one in gasoline! Manny lights a match, but it blows out. He lights a second,
and it blows out. Manny lights a third match, this time looking frustrated, and it keeps it’s flame. He drops the match at the douced table and flames
instantly erupt. He smiles as he slides back in to the ring and picks up Dio. He pulls Dio out to the apron and places him on top of the second table!
Manny climbs back in to the ring with a smile still covering his face.

MURCIELAGO: this can’t be good for Dio!

Manny ascends the ladder, constantly looking behind him to see that Dio is still on the table. As he approaches the top, Mikey is able to get to his feet.
Mikey quickly ascends the other end of the ladder but is met with a hard headbutt! Manny tries forcing Mikey off the ladder, but Mikey struggles to hold
his footing! Manny swings with a right, and Mikey blocks it! Mikey smashes Manny’s face hard in to the top of the ladder! Mikey climbs to the top and pulls
Manny up with him. He lifts Manny high in to the air for a powerbomb…

MURCIELAGO: NO F***ING WAY!

ROB MARTINEZ: This is going to be brutal Murc!

Mikey falls forward crashing both himself and Manny on top of Dio! They crash hard through both tables and all three lay lifeless on the floor outside!
The crowd sits in shock as does every member of the ringside crew. Chunks of the burning table are sprawled out around all three men as members of the
medical staff rush out to help the three competitors!

ROB MARTINEZ: There’s a good chance that this may be the end of the match! All three men are motionless on the outside of the floor. They are all covered
in blood and look to need immediate attention!

The staff members separate each trying to help one of the competitors. As Dio’s upper body is lifted, he pushes away the staff members apparently not wanting
medical attention. He pulls himself to one knee, leaning over to spit up blood. He grabs a hold of the apron and slowly rolls back in the ring. He lays
on the ground trying to catch his breath. The medical staff helping Manny try to roll him on to a stretcher, but he snatches the neck brace from one of
the staff members and drills him in the head with it! He uses the neck brace to knock down all of the staff members trying to help him and he slowly gets
back to his feet. He stands on the outside, leaning his head against the apron as blood spills out of his mouth. The staff members get Mikey on to the
stretcher and wheel him up the entrance ramp.

MURCIELAGO: it looks like this match will be one on one!

Just before the stretcher reaches the curtain, Mikey rolls off. He falls to his hands and knees as the medical staff try to help him back up. He pushes
them off and pull himself up to a standing position! Mikey, holding his ribs, walks back to the ring. Manny looks under one side of the ring as Mikey looks
under another side. They both pull out steel chairs as Dio gets back to his feet. He notices both men have a chair in hand, and he quickly grabs the chair
still in the ring. Mikey and Manny slide back in to the ring and Manny quickly connects with a hard shot to Dio’s skull! Dio stumbles back but follows
through with a hard shot of his own, dropping Manny to one knee. Dio drills Mikey hard in the skull with his chair, but Mikey retaliates with a hard chair
shot of his own! Dio stumbles back as Mikey drills Manny in the head with the chair. Manny looks ready to fall to the mat, but instead manages to pull
himself back up to his feet! Mikey swings his chair again, but Manny ducks it! Manny cracks Mikey hard in the head with his chair! Mikey spins around and
stumbles backwards in to Manny…GANG BANGING SINCE ’94! Manny makes the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

JENNY JERSEY: Manny X has scored a pinfall! The score is now Manny X with two falls, Dio Muerte and Mikey Massacre with one fall a piece! Manny X has the
lead!

ROB MARTINEZ: Manny has the lead!

Manny gets back to his feet and is met with a vicious lariat from Dio sending him over the top rope! Dio picks up Mikey and grabs him with a front face
lock! He attempts to flip over Mikey, but Mikey blocks it! Northern lights suplex with a bridge! Mikey has the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

DIO BRIDGE BACK UP! Dio spins Mikey back around in to the front facelock! Mikey lifts Dio up and rushes at the corner, smashing Dio back first in to the
turnbuckles! Mikey tries to pull away, but Dio won’t let go of the front facelock! He uses his free hand to pull himself up to the middle turnbuckle…DIOMORTALIZER!
Mikey bounce back to a standing position and instantly falls back first against the mat! Dio makes the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

JENNY JERSEY: Dio Muerte has scored a second fall! The score is now Manny X and Dio Muerte tied at two falls, and Mikey Massacre at one fall!

ROB MARTINEZ: Diomortalizer out of no where! What a move by Dio!

Manny slides back in to the ring, this time holding a red hot cattle prod! A torch lays on the floor outside as Manny waits for Dio to get back up. He swings
the prod like a bat and cracks Dio hard in the skull with it! Blood drips off of the side of the cattle prod as Manny looks around at the blood soaked
mat. He quickly thrusts the cattle prod in to Mikey’s back, leaving a giant burn mark on his back! Mikey steps on Mikey’s right wrist and thrusts the prod
in to the back of Mikey’s hand! Mikey screams in pain as Manny applies more pressure! He smiles as he tosses the prod to the side. McDonald quickly picks
it up and hands it to an official on the outside. Manny quickly stomps on Mikey’s burnt hand and rolls him over for the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Mikey is able to kick out! Manny notices Dio getting up and quickly tosses him out of the ring. Manny climbs out of the ring on the opposite side. He finds
himself a steel chair wrapped in barbed wire. He slides back in to the ring and places it on top of Mikey. Manny climbs to the top rope and dives off with
a splash, but Mikey is able to thrust the chair in to the air, and Manny smashes in to it face first! He stumbles back and slumps in to the corner as Mikey
slowly gets back to his feet. He looks down at the chair, then back at Manny. He lifts Manny to the top rope and quickly follows him up…REBELYELL ON
TO THE CHAIR! Mikey floats in to the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

ROB MARTINEZ: Mikey has scored another fall!

JENNY JERSEY: Mikey Massacre has scored a pinfall! The score in now a three way tie at two falls apiece!

ROB MARTINEZ: We’re coming down to the last couple of minutes in this match, and we have ourselves a tie!

MURCIELAGO: You’re an idiot! Jenny just told everyone that! They didn’t need to hear it from you!

Dio has found his way to the outside of the ring and he finds himself another table under the ring. He slides the table back in and quickly follows. Dio
sets up the table as Mikey is using the ropes to get back to his feet. He rushes at Dio, but Dio lifts him, dropping him throat first against the top rope!
Dio picks Manny up and lays him down on top of the table! Dio climbs to the top rope, but Mikey quickly makes his way to the corner and drills Dio with
a jumping enziguri! Mikey climbs the ropes and grabs Dio for a superplex, but Dio blocks it! Dio with a hard shot to the gut. He grabs Mikey with a front
face lock as Manny has rolled off the table…DIOMORTALIZER THROUGH THE TABLE!

ROB MARTINEZ: MIKEY IS OUT! Dio better hurry up though, the clock is below thirty seconds!

MURCIELAGO: Dio desperately needs to make the cover, as it looks like Manny is getting back to his feet!

Dio stands after the devastating move and stumbles as he looks down at Mikey. Before he can drop down for the cover, Manny grabs him from behind, lifting
him up in to an inverted fireman’s carry! GANG BANGING SINCE ’94!

ROB MARTINEZ: FIVE! FOUR…

Manny quickly makes the cover on Dio!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING! DING! DING!

ROB MARTINEZ: It’s over! Manny X has done the unthinkable, scoring one final fall before the finishing bell!

MURCIELAGO: Three men covered in blood, but Manny X will walk out as the new REBEL Carolinas Champion!

JENNY JERSEY: Here is your winner, and the NEW REBEL CAROLINAS CHAMPION….MANNY X!!!

Paramedics are working on all three men. The fans are chanting REBEL! REBEL! REBEL!

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REBEL Underground
06/21/2008
REBEL World Title: “LDK” Lloyd Rees vs “Diamond” Derrick Steele

JENNY JERSEY: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the REBEL WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!!

“You Think I Ain’t Worth A Dollar, But I Feel Like A Millionaire” by Queens Of The Stone Age erupts throughout the Steele Dojo as the crowd erupts in deafening
cheers. Derrick Steele steps out to the view of the crowd and begins to make his way to the ring.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first…the challenger! From Reno, Nevada! He weighs in at two hundred twenty-one pounds…”DIAMOND” DERRICK STEELE!!

Steele makes his way up the steps and enters the ring. His music can’t even be heard as a result of the cheers. Lloyd Rees steps in to the crowd’s view,
and the cheers continue, but not as heavy. “When The Lights Go Out” by The Black Keys can be heard as LDK starts his walk to the ring, a championship draped
across each shoulder.

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

Rees enters the ring and raises both belts in to the air for the crowd. They continues to cheer as LDK’s music fades out. LDK hands the REBEL World Heavyweight
Championship to Dale McDonald and makes his way over to the side of the ring. He hands his NAPW World Heavyweight Championship to an official on the outside
and makes his way back to the center of the ring. McDonald holds the belt high in to the air for the electric crowd to see. He hands the championship to
an official on the outside as Steele and LDK shake hands. McDonald calls for the bell.

LDK and Steele circle each other, both looking for an opening. They finally start with a collar and elbow tieup. Both men struggle for the advantage, and
LDK is finally able to show his power as he begins to push Steele back. Steele plants his foot and is able to pivot behind LDK, allowing him to apply a
rear waist lock. He attempts to lift LDK, but LDK blocks it. LDK thrusts his elbow back, and he catches Steele in the side of the head with it. He throws
back another elbow…and he connects again. Steele is a little dazed, and LDK is able to quickly float behind. He applies a rear waist lock of his own.
Steele blocks an attempt from LDK at lifting him up. Steele grabs LDK’s head and applies a headlock, forcing Steele to let go of the rear waist lock.

LDK tries lifting Steele, but Steele blocks it. LDK pushes him off, forcing him in to the ropes. LDK falls to the mat as Steele hops over him and hits the
opposite ropes. LDK waits for Steele and attempts a monkey flip, but Steele holds his balance as LDK falls to the mat. Steele grabs both legs and tries
forcing LDK over for a boston crab, but LDK holds Steele’s ankles. Steele flips forward for a jacknife pin!

ONE!

TWO!

And LDK begins to bridge up off of the mat! He wraps his arms around Steele’s waist and flips him over. He spins him again to hook both of Steele’s arms
and falls forward for a backslide pin!

ONE!

TWO!

Steele rolls through and quickly grabs LDK’s arm! He twists the arm around his own leg and quickly rolls forward for a quick rollup!

ONE!

TWO!

LDK kicks out and gets to his feet. Steele returns to his feet and closes in on LDK. LDK grabs Steele with an inside cradle!

ONE!

TWO!

Steele kicks out! The fans erupt in admiration for both men. Both men get back to their feet with grins on their faces. They look around at the pumped up
crowd and tag each others hands in respect. They lock up again, and this time LDK is able to force Steele back to the corner. He releases the tieup but
instantly strikes with a knife edge chop. The sound echoes throughout the arena as Steele holds his chest in pain, partially hunched over. LDK lifts him
back up and hits another echoing knife edge chop. Steele again hunches over in pain! LDK returns him to the vertical position and swings his had for a
third chop, but Steele catches him by the wrist! Steele grabs LDK and quickly spins LDK back first in to the corner! Steele hits a hard knife edge chop,
and this time LDK is hunched over in pain! Steele lifts LDK back up and hits him with a second, which erupts like thunder in the arena. LDK lowers again
as his chest is beginning to turn red. Steele grabs him by the arm and whips him to the opposite corner.

Steele rushes in for a giant splash, but LDK steps out of the corner and catches Steele in mid air! Steele struggles as he hangs over LDK’s shoulder, and
he is finally able to pull LDK over for a sunset flip!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

LDK kicks out! Both men quickly return to their feet. Steele comes at LDK for a lariat, but LDK ducks it and hits a vicious neckbreaker on Steele! LDK picks
Steele up and plants him with a russian leg sweep! He quickly applies a headlock on to Steele while he’s still on the mat. McDonald asks Steele if he wants
to submit, but Steele refuses. He slowly uses his power to rise back to his feet. He pushes LDK off of him, and LDK hits the far ropes. Steele is able
to catch LDK with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker on the return! Before LDK’s body can slump off of Steele’s knee, Steele places a hand on the chest and a hand
on the leg of LDK, pushing down to apply pressure. The referee checks on LDK, but LDK continues to fight to get out of the submission! He throws his knee
up and nails Steele in the side of the head! Steele shakes off the pain from the hit and applies more pressure. LDK swings his knee up once again, and
again he connects. Steele releases the hold, and like a viper LDK quickly strikes as he grabs Steele in a front face lock! He wraps his legs around Steele,
applying pressure to an inverted Conception Bay Chinlock!

Steele is on all fours as the referee checks on him. Steele waves the referee off as he uses his power to get back to his feet, LDK still wrapped around
him. He rushes hard towards the corner and smashes LDK back first in to the turnbuckle! He lifts LDK to a sitting position on the top rope. He climbs up
the corner and hooks LDK for a superplex, but LDK connects with a hard shot to the ribs! LDK pushes Steele off and tries to hold his balance as he rises
to his feet on the top rope! Steele springs back to his feet and all the way back to the top rope. He catches LDK off guard as he lifts LDK for the superplex!
As they fall to the mat, LDK is able to shift his weight and execute a cross body! Before McDonald can even get down to make the count, Steele rolls through
still holding LDK! He gets back to his feet with LDK in a powerslam position. Steele lifts LDK up to his shoulders, but LDK struggles and falls behind!
LDK quickly grabs Steele and drops him with a sidewalk slam!

LDK follows up with a legdrop right across Steele’s neck! LDK leaps to the top rope. He springboards off with a corkscrew moonsault. Steele gets his boot
up but LDK lands on his feet and catches Steele’s leg! He twists Steele’s leg around to apply a figure four leg lock, but before he can sit down, Steele
uses his leg strength to drop LDK forward to the mat! Steele applies an ankle lock! LDK lifts himself and rolls forward, trying to force Steele to relinquish
the hold! Steele holds his balance as LDK is on his back, and Steele quickly falls back still holding LDK’s leg for a pin!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

LDK forces Steele off of him and he quickly gets back to his feet! LDK and Steele lock up again, and LDK floats behind to apply a hammerlock. Steele struggles
and LDK quickly twists Steele’s arm, forcing him to hunch over. LDK positions Steele…abdominal stretch! He wrenches back applying more pressure, and
McDonald checks on Steele! Steele is struggling, but he refuses to give in! The crowd chants for Steele which gives him a little more momentum! He is able
to get his leg free, and he forces LDK to the mat with a hip toss! Steele quickly applies a standing armbar. McDonald checks on LDK, but the champion isn’t
ready to quit. He struggles to make it back to his feet, still having his arm wrenched back. Steele grabs LDK and hits him with a russian leg sweep, sending
LDK back to the mat!

Steele makes his way to the corner, finally showing the wear that the match has put on him. He ascends to the top rope and waits as LDK slowly gets back
up…STEELE TOWER!! LDK’s face smashes in to the mat! Steele shoots the half to flip LDK on to his back for the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THR…NO!

LDK is barely able to kick out! Steele lifts LDK back to his feet, but LDK is able to connect with a boot to the gut! He applies a front face lock and lifts
Steele high in to the air…WABANA BUSTER! LDK makes the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Steele kicks out, and a slight look of frustration comes over LDK! LDK picks up Steele and sets him up in a powerbomb position…”NISH” J. DROP!! LDK rolls
out of the pin and gets back to his feet. He looks down at a lifeless Steele and walks over to make the cover. Just before he makes the cover, he hesitates.
He looks down at Steele, then he looks at the corner. LDK makes up his mind and begins to ascend the ropes. He looks down at Steele…LDK with the Blue
Moon!! He falls backwards off of Steele holding his already worn ribs! He waits as he catches his breath and finally makes his way over for the cover!
ONE!

TWO!

THR…NO!

Steele kicks out of his own signature move! LDK is stunned! A look of disbelief covers his face as his adversary is somehow able to stay in the match! He
picks Steele up and applies an inverted face lock. LDK jumps in to the air for the DDT From The Green, but Steele is able to use the momentum to flip LDK
forward…dragon sleeper by Steele! Steele grapevines the body…CONCEPTION BAY CHINLOCK! LDK is trying to fight free from his own signature submission,
but Steele applies more pressure! McDonald checks on LDK, but he’s not willing to tap to his own move, even if he is in extreme pain! LDK flips over on
to all fours and slowly makes his way back to his feet. He falls backwards slamming Steele hard to the mat, forcing Steele to relinquish the hold!

LDK is slow to get up as he tries to catch his breath. He pulls Steele back to his feet, but Steele is able to plant him with a devastating snap DDT! Both
men are down and the referee quickly checks to make sure both men are alright. The crowd continues their non-stop cheers as Steele drags himself to the
ropes. He uses the ropes to pull himself back up. Steele picks LDK back up and he delivers a high impact brainbuster! Steele looks to the corner as he
recognizes his opening. He pulls himself to the top rope…BLUE MOON…but he lands on his feet as LDK attempts to roll out of the way! LDK gets to his
feet, and he’s met with a dropkick sending him hard in to the corner! Steele snapmares LDK out of the corner. He plants his knee in to the center of LDK’s
back and pulls on the arms to apply pressure!

Before the referee can even check on LDK, he is already getting back to his feet. LDK uses his strength to spin the move around, allowing him to be behind
Steele. He underhooks Steele’s arms…tiger suplex with a bridge!

ONE!

TWO!

THR…KICKOUT!

Steele kicks out again! LDK waits for Steele to get up

and he rushes at him with a clothesline! Steele ducks and quickly applies a full nelson! He drops
forward smashing LDK hard face first in to the mat. Steele positions himself over top of LDK and pulls back on the full nelson, almost a version of a camel
clutch! The referee checks on LDK, but Steele himself won’t let LDK submit as he starts pulling him back to his feet! Steele bridges back with a dragon
suplex!

ONE!

TWO!

THR…NO!

LDK with a kickout, and frustration is setting in for both men! Steele lifts LDK back up and hooks his leg. He attempts a fisherman’s suplex but LDK blocks
it! LDK flings Steele over for a northern lights suplex, but Steele lands on his feet…neckbreaker! Steele gets back to his feet and falls with a quick
legdrop! Steele makes his way to the corner and climbs to the top rope. He waits for LDK to get back up…STEELE TOWER…but LDK catches him in a powerbomb
position! LDK drops Steele down with a powerbomb! LDK holds the wrists and pulls Steele back up…but Steele counters with a head scissors takedown sending
LDK chest first on the middle rope! Steele gets back to his feet and quickly climbs back to the top rope…he dives off with a hard legdrop across the
back of LDK’s neck, and both men crash to the floor outside! Steele crawls towards the apron and uses it to pull himself back to his feet. He lifts LDK
back to his feet and rolls him back in to the ring. Steele hesitates as he catches his breath. He slides under the rope and back in to the ring, but as
he’s sliding in, LDK quickly grabs him from behind and flips him over, locking in the Conception Bay Chinlock! Steele struggles to break the hold, but
LDK applies more pressure. The referee checks on Steele, but Steele can’t give in! LDK yanks back further on the head, and the referee checks Steele as
his arm slowly falls to the mat!

Steele appears to be unconscious, and McDonald makes his way over towards the timekeeper and Jenny. Just before he can call for the bell, he notices Steele
clinching his fist. He turns his attention back to the competitors as Steele is able to break the grapevine. Steele flips over on all fours and slowly
makes it back to his feet with LDK draped across his shoulder. He makes his way to the corner and forces LDK in to the air! LDK comes crashing down face
first on to the top turnbuckle! LDK stumbles out, spinning back towards Steele! Steele lifts him in to the air again…flapjack! LDK rolls in pain as Steele
makes his way back up to the top rope…BLUE MOON!! Steele quickly rolls off of LDK holding his knee! He tries to pull himself back to LDK to make the
cover, and after a long struggle, he finally does!

ONE!

TWO!

THR…NO!

LDK gets his shoulder up just before the three count! Steele looks at McDonald in disbelief. He pulls LDK back to his feet, lifts him in the air from a
side waist lock and drops him across his good knee for a backbreaker! He lifts LDK back up and drops him with a second backbreaker! LDK rolls off of Steele’s
knee but is quickly brought back to his feet by Steele. Steele lifts LDK to his shoulders…torture rack!! McDonald checks on LDK as LDK howls in pain.
LDK waves the referee off. Steele applies more pressure but the pain in his knee forces him to hesitate. LDK struggles, falling behind…backslide!

ONE!

TWO!

THR…NO!

Steele kicks out and LDK slowly gets to his feet, holding his ribs. Steele gets to his feet but is instantly grabbed by LDK…reverse STO! LDK picks Steele
up and lifts him high in to the air…kneebreaker! Steele falls to his stomach in pain and LDK quickly grabs ahold of the injured leg. He wraps his own
leg around it and falls back for a version of an indian death lock! Steele screams in obvious pain as LDK hooks his arm underneath the arm and neck of
Steele. He hooks his hands together around Steele and slowly leans back up to apply pressure! Steele appears to be ready to tap, but instead of dropping
his hand to the mat, he

clinches his fist! LDK lowers back to the mat for a second before once again leaning forward to add pressure. McDonald checks on
Steele, but Steele still refuses to tap.! LDK lowers himself again and releases the hold. Steele tries to catch his breath as LDK once again wraps his
leg around Steele’s bad leg. He falls back again to hyperextend the knee. Steele clinches both fists as LDK returns to his feet only to fall back once
again! LDK quickly shoots the half to make the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Steele is able to get his shoulder up before McDonald can count him out! LDK lifts Steele once again. Steele with a boot to the gut, and he lifts LDK for
a brainbuster…NO! LDK falls behind! Steele turns around, back body drop over the top rope…but Steele holds on and lands on the apron! LDK turns to
Steele and comes at him with a clothesline, but Steele buries his shoulder in to LDK’s gut! LDK hunches over as Steele springboards…STEELE TOWER! LDK
looks to be out and Steele begins to ascend the ropes! LDK slowly gets to his feet and comes at Steele with a clubbing blow to the back forcing Steele
to a sit position on the top turnbuckle! LDK climbs up and grabs Steele in the inverted facelock! LDK tries falling backwards, but Steele holds the top
rope. LDK buries a fist to Steele’s side…REVERSE SUPERPLEX!!

LDK quickly turns Steele over…CONCEPTION BAY LOCK IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING! Steele fights and struggles, but LDK has it cinched in! He pulls back applying
more pressure and Steele’s hand is high in the air! McDonald watches on carefully to see the tap out, but Steele clinches his fist! The crowd erupts in
cheers for Steele, hoping to give him a second wind. Steele grabs LDK’s legs and slowly seperates them, breaking the grapevine lock! He slowly begins to
pull himself to his feet with LDK draped across his shoulder. LDK struggles trying to pull Steele back down to the mat, but Steele is determined to break
the hold! LDK buries a knee to Steele’s side, and Steele falls backwards in pain! LDK quickly locks the grapevine back on and the referee again checks
on Steele. Steele has both fists clinched. LDK yanks back harder and Steele’s arms start to get wobbly. They slowly lower to the mat and McDonald watches
on, ready to call for the bell. Steele’s arms hit the mat and McDonald turns to the officials on the outside. He glances back just before calling for the
bell to notice a twitch from Steele. He hesitates, and Steele’s arms slowly move back off of the mat. Steele grabs ahold of both of LDK’s legs and tries
prying them apart. LDK fights it, but the crowd has seemingly energized Steele one last time. Steele uses all of his power…and he’s broken the grapevine!
He hooks his arms underneath LDK’s legs…and he’s trying to flip to his stomach! LDK fights it…Steele flips backwards over LDK holding his legs still
for a pin!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

LDK kicks and Steele stumbles backwards in to the ropes. Steele looks at McDonald to see if he had the three count…and McDonald calls for the bell! LDK
looks at McDonald in disbelief as McDonald reaches out to grab the championship belts!

JENNY JERSEY: Here is your winner…and the NEW REBEL WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION…”DIAMOND” DERRICK STEELE!!

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Concrete Jungle
06/21/2008
Galactix upsets Manny X and wins Carolinas Title

Manny slides the table in to the ring and quickly follows behind. He sets the table up against the corner and makes his way back to Galactix. He picks Galactix
up and whips him to the table…but Galactix reverses the whip….drop toe hold, and Manny smacks his face right in to the table! Galactix slides out of
the ring and grabs a chair from under the apron. He slides back in and waits for Manny to slowly get to his feet…THWACK! Galactix with a devastating
chair shot to the skull! Manny crumples to the mat. He slowly gets back up as Galactix waits for him. Galactix swings…drop toe hold by Manny…and Galactix
crashes face first in to the chair and the table!

ROB MARTINEZ: I can’t believe that that table hasn’t broken yet!

Manny picks Galactix up and lifts him with the inverted fireman’s carry…GANGBANGING SINCE ’94!! Galactix falls to the mat and rolls out of the ring! Manny
can’t believe it as he quickly rolls out after Galactix. He lifts Galactix up and rolls him back in to the ring. Manny rolls in after him and makes the
cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THR….NOO!!

Galactix gets his shoulder up just before the three count! He pulls the table out of the corner and sets it up. He grabs Galactix and places him on top
of the table. Manny delivers a few forearm shots to the skull before slowly making his way up the turnbuckles to the top rope! Galactix rolls off the table
as Manny tries to hold his balance on the ropes…and Galactix falls in to the ropes, crotching Manny! Galactix slowly climbs the ropes and grabs Manny
in a suplex position, but Manny hits him with a hard shot to the kidney…and another! Galactix is wobbling as Manny clocks him with a right to the face!
Galactix drops down from the ropes, and Manny smashes Galactix’s face in to the top turnbuckle! Galactix stumbles back, leaning against the table. Manny
dives off the top for a cross body…but Galactix moves and Manny slides across the top of the table to the mat!

ROB MARTINEZ: Galactix with great ring awareness there!

REX CALIBER: Manny may have made a huge mistake there!

The crowd has really gotten behind Galactix as he picks Manny back up. Manny pokes Galactix in the eyes and instantly lifts him in the air…cross legged
brainbuster! Manny gets back to his feet and picks up the ladder. He sets the ladder up near the corner before picking Galactix back up. He smashes Galactix
face first in to the ladder…then lifts him in the inverted fireman’s carry! Galactix is able to grab the ropes as Manny struggles to break Galactix’s
grip! Manny tries to dump Galactix out of the ring, but Galactix lands on the apron! Manny rushes at him…Galactix with a shoulder to the gut! Manny stumbles
back as Galactix hits a springboard…missile dropkick! Manny is forcefully sent back first in to the edge of the table! He slumps over, only still standing
because he has his arm on the table to support him. Galactix gets back up and forces Manny on to the table. Manny tries to roll off as Galactix grabs the
steel chair…SMACK! Galactix with a bone shattering steel chair shot to Manny’s skull! He places the chair on Manny’s chest as he looks to the corner.
REX CALIBER: Galactix needs to hurry…he could put Manny away here!

ROB MARTINEZ: Come on, kid! This is your chance!

Galactix quickly makes his way to the corner and climbs to the top rope. He smiles as he climbs up the ladder which is set up near the corner! Galactix
on the top of the ladder…GALACTIX SPLASH THROUGH THE TABLE!! Both men appear to be out, but Galactix is on top of Manny!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!!

ROB MARTINEZ: OH MY GOD! GALACTIX HAS DONE IT!

Alan Stone calls for the bell as he helps Galactix back to his feet.

JENNY JERSEY: Here is your winner, and the NEW REBEL CAROLINAS CHAMPION…GALACTIX!!

Galactix leans against the ropes to hold himself up as Stone grabs the championship from an official outside of the ring. He hands Galactix the championship
and raises his arm in the air. Galactix smiles as blood drips from his face. He looks at his newly won championship and at the carnage which rests in the
ring.

ROB MARTINEZ: What a victory for Galactix!

Galactix falls to the mat, championship in hand, and rolls out of the ring as Manny is slowly helped back up by Stone.

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