Bring The Pain 09/02/2008

09/02/2008

The REBEL Pro crowd is fired up… ready to go… when suddenly, music they didn’t expect to hear until later starts up!

“Just Like You” by Three Days Grace begins to play and he crowd boos loudly as Paul Jarvis saunters out from the back. He is accompanied by his two hired
guns in the form of the nearly seven-foot man known as Wrath, and the beautiful but brutal woman known as Envy.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first, the challenger, from Afton New York, he weighs in at two hundred and seventeen pounds… here “THE MIRACLE WORKER” PAUL
JARVIS!!!

Jarvis brings his arms out to his side as he walks to the ring, a motion that seems like he’s looking to be embraced by the world. He smiles from ear to
ear, oozing with arrogance as he shows off his nearly perfect white teeth. He stops on the outside ring edge and motions for Wrath and Envy to move around
the side. From there Jarvis rolls into the ring under the bottom rope and sort of springs up to his feet. He walks around inside the ring before turning
to Jenny Jersey and asking for the microphone.

ROB MARTINEZ: Oh great, Jarvis wants to talk.

REX CALIBER: You getting the impression these people don’t like him?

The second Jarvis is handed the microphone the crowd only gets louder but Jarvis, being the overly confident man that he is, ignores all the people, they
don’t mean anything to him anyway.

PAUL JARVIS: I hope everyone is wearing watches right now. And if you’re not, please, look to someone who is. Because the time has come. Yeah, maybe that
was a corny pun, but who cares… I’m moments from becoming the Rebel Pro World Champion. And there’s nothing that you…

Jarvis starts to point to various fans in attendance.

PAUL JARVIS: Or you… or you… or you… definitely not you. Not you, not you… no, there’s nothing any single one of you can do to stop…

“You Think I Ain’t Worth a Dollar, But I Feel Like A Millionaire” by Queens of the Stone Age plays, cutting Jarvis off and the crowd is thankful for that!
REX CALIBER: Hallelujah!

ROB MARTINEZ: These fans more than happy to see the World Champion come out to shut Jarvis up!

Derrick Steele emerges from the back, the Rebel Pro World Championship fastened around his waist. He looks out to the crowd, nodding his head with a smile,
but as he looks to the ring, the smile fades and he gets serious. Jarvis stands there, shaking his head with frustration as he reluctantly hands the microphone
back to Jenny.

JENNY JERSEY: AND his opponent, from Reno Nevada, weighing in at Two Hundred and Twenty One pounds… he is the current reigning and defending Rebel Pro
Wrestling World Champion… He is “DIAMOND” DERRICK… STEELE!

Steele starts to remove the belt from his waist as he walks quickly down to the ring. He enters and steps up face to face with Jarvis the two men jaw jack
one another and the referee is forced to separate the two. Steele steps back and the referee takes the World Championship and raises it up for all to see.
Jarvis points at it and mouths the words “it’s mine” Steele just shakes his head. The referee sends the title belt out of the ring and calls for the bell.
DING.DING.DING!

The match is underway! Jarvis CHARGES in angrily at the world champion, and Steele reacts quickly with a sudden snapping arm drag! Jarvis hits the mat and
springs back up to his feet and comes in again, Steele with another arm drag! The fans are loving it, but Jarvis clearly isn’t. He pops up to his feet
again and his arrogance turns to anger as he stomps up to Steele and starts forcefully pointing at him, poking his chest with a finger. Jarvis then winds
up and SLAPS the spit right out of Steele’s mouth!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!

REX CALIBER: You don’t wanna be slappin’ a man like Steele. Guy like that has so much pride!

ROB MARTINEZ: You’re right about that, Rex! Steele coming on strong!

Steele shakes his head and immediately UNLEASHES on Jarvis with hard punches to the face, sending Jarvis staggering back, head moving like a bobble-head
doll. Jarvis is up against the ropes and Steele gets a hold of him by the arm and whips him across the ring. Jarvis hooks both of his arms though around
the ropes to stop himself, then drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring.

BOOOOO!

The crowd is upset as Jarvis avoids further confrontation by staying outside the ring. The referee moves to the edge of the ring, focused on Jarvis, shouting
at him to get back into the ring. Jarvis shakes his head and inside the ring Steele paces back and forth, sharing the feeling of being upset. Envy approaches
the ring from behind with a steel chair, while Wrath sneaks around. Envy puts the chair into the ring first, but slides it a bit too far as it hits Derrick
in the foot. Steele turns around and sees Envy first!

ROB MARTINEZ: Wait a damn minute, Envy just slid a chair into the ring!

REX CALIBER: It is REBEL rules, nothing illegal about it… but it sure is dirty!

He then looks down at the chair but just as he goes to bend down to pick it up, Wrath charges in from the side and BOOTS Steele right in the side of the
head. The referee continues to argue with Jarvis and the crowd is absolutely livid!

ROB MARTINEZ: Oh come on!

With Steele down on the mat, clutching at his head, Wrath grabs the World Champion, and with EASE hoists him up in a double under hook position, with Steele’s
head pointing towards the mat. Wrath drops to his knees, SPIKING Steele’s head straight down onto the chair! DOUBLE UNDERHOOK PILEDRIVER! He lets Steele’s
body collapse to the mat and quickly takes the chair and slides out of the ring with it.

Jarvis makes his move now, sliding back into the ring and with Steele down and out, Jarvis runs into the corner, jumps once, jumps twice, jumps THREE times…
TRIPLE JUMP MOONSAULT CONNECTS!

REX CALIBER: Triple-Jump Moonsault to match the three on one attack! Bullshit!

Jarvis confidently hooks the legs of Derrick Steele, the crowd on their feet absolutely enraged by what’s happening. The referee hits the mat and makes
the count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

And that’s it. Paul Jarvis arrogantly rises up to his feet, barely having broken a sweat. “Just Like You” by Three Days Grace plays once more and the fans
continue to show their total hatred for the man who just scored yet another pin fall victory over Derrick Steele. Wrath and Envy both enter the ring now,
and as the referee hands Paul Jarvis the Rebel Pro World Championship, Wrath HOISTS Jarvis up onto his shoulders!

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and gentlemen… the winner of this match and the NEW Rebel Pro World Heavyweight Champion… “THE MIRACLE WORKER” PAUL JARVIS!!!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Wrath walks around the ring as Paul Jarvis holds the World Championship in his hands, clutching it to his chest tightly. He repeatedly shouts out “I told
you so” as Wrath circles the ring, showing Jarvis off to all the fans.

REX CALIBER: That man is an insult to the REBEL World Title! He ain’t belong in the same breath as Rex Caliber, Stylin’ Kyle Roberts, Jake Phoenix!

ROB MARTINEZ: Dammit, what a joke! Paul Jarvis didn’t even try to win the Title on his own! Go to hell, Paul Jarvis! I can’t believe we’re… we STARTED
the show off like this! A new world champion, but not one ANYBODY can be proud of!

Jarvis eventually gets down off of Wrath’s shoulders and then drops to his knees, hoisting the Rebel Pro World Heavyweight Championship over his head as
he looks up to the rafters, but you know, in Jarvis’s mind, he’s looking up to the heavens. Wrath and Envy stand behind him, both pointing to Paul Jarvis.
Both pointing to the NEW Rebel Pro World Heavyweight Champion.

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JENNY JERSEY: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, with the winner to face Galactix for the REBEL Carolinas Championship!! Introducing first…
“Heratics & Killers” by Protest The Hero blasts in the arena as the crowd erupts in deafening cheers. Nick Everhardt steps out to the stage, playing on
the fans love for him. He stands at the entrance to view the crowd before making his way down the aisle, tagging the hands of some of the fans.

JENNY JERSEY:Hailing from Houston, Texas and weighing in at two hundred twenty seven pounds…NICK EVERHARDT!!

Everhardt reaches the apron and climbs in to the ring. He raises his arms in the air, much to the fans’ delight. His music fades as he makes his way over
to his corner.

ROB MARTINEZ: Rex, I think we’re in store for an epic match here. Chad Kurtis is a cornerstone to this federation, and Everhardt, he has been nothing short
of amazing over the past couple of months!

REX CALIBER: Looking at Nick Everhardt, you just get the feeling that he will be a future World Heavyweight Champion here in REBEL! His enthusiasm and endurance
lead him to some of the greatest matches a person can see!

They say I’m cocky…and I say “What?”
It ain’t braggin’ (BLEEP) if you can back it up!

“Cocky” by Kid Rock kicks throughout the arena as the crowds’ excitement continues. The admiring fans cheer as “The Show” steps out to the entrance sporting
a custom Carolina Panthers number 21 jersey with his name on the back. He smiles as he poses for the crowd. Kurtis makes his way down the aisle, tagging
hands of his adoring fans.

JENNY JERSEY: Making his way to the ring, now fighting out of Durham, North Carolina! He weighs in at two hundred thirty pounds…”THE SHOW” CHAD KURTIS!!
Kurtis slides in to the ring and poses for the crowd one last time before his music fades out. He and Everhardt shake hands and return to their corners
as they wait for Dale McDonald to call for the opening bell.

ROB MARTINEZ: Nobody pulls in more of a reaction from our crowds than “The Show”! It doesn’t matter where we are, the fans simply love him!

REX CALIBER: Why wouldn’t they? He’s one of the most skilled athletes I have ever seen. And the way he focuses in the ring is a work of art! He definately
is “The Show”!

McDonald calls for the opening bell. Everhardt and Kurtis circle each other, both looking for the right spot to start their offense. They lock up…collar
and elbow tie up. Both men try to take the advantage, but seem to be evenly matched. Everhardt with a quick go behind with a rear waist lock, but Kurtis
quickly floats behind with a rear waist lock of his own. Everhardt tries prying Kurtis’ hands apart, reaching success as he spins towards Kurtis for another
collar and elbow. Everhardt with another go behind, and this time he applies a reverse hammerlock. Kurtis struggles to pull his arm free of Everhardt’s
grip. He grabs Everhardt by the head…snapmare! Everhardt quickly returns to his feet and catches a boot from Kurtis. Kurtis with an enziguri, but Everhardt
ducks it! Everhardt still has ahold of Kurtis’ leg, and Kurtis rolls through flipping Everhardt back first to the mat! Both men return to their feet with
smiles on their faces. Kurtis attempts another lock up, but Everhardt ducks under. Everhardt grabs Kurtis for the Everplex, but Kurtis blocks it! Kurtis
with a boot to the gut. He sets Everhardt up for the CK Finale! He flips over, but Everhardt stalls him in mid air! Kurtis struggles…and he rolls through
for a sunset flip!

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Both men quickly return to their feet. Kurtis signals that he was “that close” to beating Nick Everhardt. The two men lock up again, and this time Everhardt
is able to use his power to force Kurtis in to the ropes. Everhardt applies a side headlock, but Kurtis quickly pushes him off. Everhardt hits the far
ropes and Kurtis leap frogs over him on the rebound. Everhardt hits the opposite ropes and is met with a hard knee to the gut when he returns to Kurtis!
Everhardt is hunched over, and Kurtis gets his leg across the back of Everhardt’s neck, Everhardt rises forcing Kurtis to flip back landing on his feet…and
Everhardt decapitates him with a vicious clothesline! Everhardt grabs Kurtis’ legs, looking for the Texas Cloverleaf 3000, but Kurtis blocks him at every
turn! Everhardt slingshots Kurtis in to the ropes, but Kurtis lands feet first on the middle rope…springboard dropkick as Everhardt returns to his feet!
Everhardt crashes to the mat and rolls to the outside! Kurtis waits as Everhardt slowly gets up on the outside. Kurtis hits the far ropes…full head of
steam…SUMMERSAULT PLANCHA OVER THE TOP ROPE ON TO EVERHARDT!

ROB MARTINEZ: These fans are on their feet as Kurtis shows us why he’s called “The Show”!

REX CALIBER: That was an amazing show of athleticism by Kurtis, and these fans love it!

The fans cheers for Kurtis as he returns to his feet, drawing off of the fans cheers. He brings Everhardt back to his feet, but Everhardt counters with
a drop toe hold! Everhardt brings Kurtis in to a powerbomb position…double underhook…backbreaker! Everhardt falls back in to the guardrail, holding
it for support as the fans cheer for him as well. Everhardt climbs on top of the guardrail, using his hands for support. He waits for Kurtis to get back
up. Everhardt runs the rail…spear on Kurtis! Everhardt picks Kurtis back up. He applies the half nelson looking for the Kobashi Special, but Kurtis blocks
it! Snapmare by Kurtis! Kurtis climbs up to the apron, looking back at Everhardt who is returning to his feet. Kurtis leaps to the top rope…moonsault…in
to a DDT! Kurtis rolls Everhardt back in to the ring and quickly climbs back up to the apron. He hesitates, waiting for Everhardt to return to his feet.
Kurtis with a springboard…and Everhardt catches him for a snap powerslam! And he has the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

REX CALIBER: Kurtis showing his resiliency as he manages to kick out after that picture perfect snap powerslam!

Everhardt climbs up to the apron and start to ascend the ropes. As he reaches the top, he looks down to see Kurtis back to his feet. Kurtis rushes in and
leaps in to the air, using the ropes for support to crack Everhardt hard in the jaw with a knee lift! Everhardt falls to a sitting position and Kurtis
quickly joins Everhardt on the top rope. He lifts Everhardt in position…for the Hardt-Attack! Everhardt realizes his own move and delivers an elbow to
the side of the head…and a second! Everhardt holds the position and summersaults forward for an alternate version of the Hardt-Attack! Kurtis appears
to be out, but Everhardt is still feeling the effects from the knee lift. Everhardt finally crawls over to Kurtis for the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THR…NO!

Kurtis barely kicks out in time! Everhardt brings Kurtis back in to the powerbomb position…double underhook again…backbreaker…NO! Kurtis with a headscissors
takeover upon the flip up! Everhardt is quick to get back up and rushes at Kurtis for a clothesline, but Kurtis ducks it…neckbreaker! Kurtis picks Everhardt
back up with a front face lock. He lifts Everhardt…sitdown front suplex! Kurtis climbs out to the apron as Everhardt rolls to his back. Kurtis with the
springboard…PRIMETIME SPLASH…but Everhardt gets the knees up! Kurtis holds his gut as he gets back up. Everhardt gets back to his feet and lifts Kurtis

with the reverse fireman’s carry…Hardt-Breaker! Everhardt rolls Kurtis on to his stomach and applies a variation of an indian deathlock. He falls back
and wraps his arms around Kurtis’ waist, squeezing him like a bear hug! He uses his strength to slightly elevate Kurtis during the submission, adding more
pressure to the back. McDonald checks on Kurtis, but Kurtis refuses to give in. Everhardt applies more pressure and McDonald checks on Kurtis again.

ROB MARTINEZ: What a submission by Everhardt! Kurtis has to find a way out of this move, or Everhardt will be meeting Galactix later tonight!

REX CALIBER: I’ve never seen a submission quite like this. But it just goes to show you how important this match is for both men!

Kurtis delivers stiff rights to Everhardt’s skull until Everhardt finally releases the hold. Everhardt holds the side of his head as he brings Kurtis back
to his feet. He lifts kurtis up…backbreaker! Everhardt quickly makes the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Kurtis rolls the shoulder at the last second! Everhardt returns to his feet. He brings Kurtis back to a standing position and whips him in to the corner.
Everhardt follows in…bonecrushing clothesline! Everhardt follows up with a shoulder to the gut…and a second…and a third! Everhardt backs off as Kurtis
stumbles out of the corner…EVERPLEX! Everhardt looks at Kurtis who is lifeless on the mat. He makes his way to the corner and climbs the turnbuckle.
Everhardt with a flying elbow drop…but Kurtis moves out of the way! Kurtis slowly returns to his feet, as does Everhardt. Everhardt turns to Kurtis…reverse
STO, and Everhardt is down! Kurtis hovers over Everhardt’s body, lifting him in to a variation of a triangle choke hold! He places Everhardt’s throat against
his shin as he traps his arm, pulling down on his head! McDonald checks on Everhardt who struggles to find a way out of the submission!

ROB MARTINEZ: Kurtis with a strategy we rarely see from him! It looks like he’s using a form of a triangle choke submission to try and defeat Everhardt!
REX CALIBER: You’re right, Rob. This isn’t a normal thing we see from Kurtis. And the submission we saw earlier from Everhardt wasn’t common either. But
both moves are smart. Everhardt’s signature move, the Hardt-Attack focuses on the back, as did the submission he used earlier! Kurtis’ signature move,
the CK Finale focuses on the head and neck, as does this submission!

Everhardt tosses a right at Kurtis…and a second! Kurtis is forced to loosen the grip, but instantly clasps his hands again, this time applying more pressure!
Everhardt struggles and finally clasps his own hands together. Everhardt with an adrenaline rush after the frantic chants from the crowd! He lifts Kurtis
in the air…POWERBOMB! And both men are down!

REX CALIBER: What a show of strength from Everhardt!

McDonald checks on both men, and Everhardt finally begins to stir. He crawls to the ropes and uses them to pull himself back up as a dazed Kurtis returns
to his feet. Everhardt with a hard right. And Kurtis returns with a right of his own! Right by Everhardt! Right by Kurtis! Everhardt swings again, but
Kurtis ducks it! Kurtis with a russian legsweep…but Everhardt blocks it! Everhardt with the Kobashi Special, but Kurtis lands on his feet! Everhardt
turns to Kurtis and is met with a boot to the gut…double arm DDT! Kurtis quickly shoots the half!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Everhardt gets the shoulder up! Kurtis wastes no time as he steps out to the apron. He waits for Everhardt to get back up…springboard DDT…NO! Everhardt
counters with a sitdown spinebuster! Everhardt slowly returns to his feet and picks Kurtis back up. Everhardt with a boot to the gut followed by the double
underhook…Welcome To Houston Mother F*cker! And Everhardt holds Kurtis across the knee, pushing down on his body for added pressure! McDonald checks
on Kurtis, but Kurtis quickly fights back with a hard knee to the skull…and a second! Everhardt releases the hold as he backs off holding his jaw! Everhardt
stumbles as he turns back to Kurtis…impactful STO! Standing Shooting Star by Kurtis! Kurtis pulls Everhardt back to his feet and whips him hard in to
the corner. Kurtis follows in…spinwheel kick! Everhardt stumbles out…flapjack by Kurtis! Kurtis climbs to the top rope as Everhardt slowly gets back
up, still hunched over in pain. Kurtis with a diving legdrop on to the back of Everhardt’s neck, driving Everhardt face first in to the mat! Kurtis makes
the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

ROB MARTINEZ: How in the hell are either of these two still kicking out?!

REX CALIBER: It has to be pure instinct, Rob! This has been a back and forth match since the beginning!

Kurtis brings Everhardt back to his feet and whips him in to the ropes. Everhardt from the rebound…and Kurtis catches him with a fallback facebuster across
the knees! Everhardt falls back holding his face, and falls out of the ring between the ropes! Kurtis looks to the outside at Everhardt. Everhardt uses
the announce table to get back to his feet as Kurtis hits the far ropes. Full rush towards Everhardt, and Kurtis leaps over the top rope for a dive…but
Everhardt moves out of the way and Kurtis crashes hard, chest first on the top of the announce table! Everhardt pulls Kurtis off of the table and applies
a front face lock. He lifts Kurtis up…front suplex back on to the announce table! Kurtis lays motionless as Everhardt climbs up to the apron. He runs
the apron and dives off at Kurtis…legdrop to the back of the neck, and Kurtis flips over falling violently to the floor!

ROB MARTINEZ: Kurtis had control of this match, but it looks like Everhardt is starting to make a comeback!

REX CALIBER: That was viagra 100 mg duration a vicious legdrop…one that Kurtis is going to have troubles recovering from!

Everhardt picks Kurtis up and rushes him back first in to the apron! He slides Kurtis in to the ring and quickly follows. Everhardt picks Kurtis back up
and lifts him in an inverted fireman’s carry position! Everhardt forces Kurtis over for a version of a reverse Death Valley Driver! He rolls Kurtis on
to his back and makes the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Kurtis somehow gets his shoulder up just before McDonald can make the three count! Everhardt can’t believe it! He picks Kurtis back up and violently rams
him back first in to the corner! Everhardt lifts Kurtis up to the top turnbuckle and quickly follows. Kurtis with a right…and a second! Everhardt lands
back on the mat and Kurtis leaps off the top rope…headscissors takeover! Both men return to their feet. Everhardt rushes at Kurtis for a lariat, but
Kurtis ducks it! Kurtis rushes at Everhardt and catches him with a modified inverted bulldog! Both men quickly return to their feet. Kurtis runs at Everhardt
and ducks a clothesline attempt! He springboards off the far ropes…TORNADO DDT! Everhardt is down, and Kurtis wastes no time as he climbs out to the
apron! Kurtis with a springboard…PRIMETIME SPLASH! And Kurtis has the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THR…NO!

ROB MARTINEZ: How in the hell did Everhardt kick out of the Primetime Splash?!

REX CALIBER: I honestly don’t know, Rob! I thought it was over! These two are giving us a match that we could have only dreamed of!

Kurtis can’t believe that Everhardt kicked out, but he’s quick to go back on the offensive. Kurtis picks Everhardt back up with a front face lock. Vertical
suplex by Kurtis! Kurtis makes his way to the corner, signifying that it’s time for the BME! He leaps to the top rope…moonsault…but he lands on his
feet as Everhardt moves out of the way! Kurtis comes at Everhardt for a splash as he uses the corner to get back to his feet, but Everhardt moves out of
the way and Kurtis crashes face first in to the turnbuckle! He stumbles out and is picked up in a fireman’s carry by Everhardt…TKO! And both men are
down again! Everhardt crawls to the ropes, using them to pull himself back to his feet. He pick Kurtis up…EVERPLEX…and Kurtis crashes hard to the mat,
rolling out to the apron! Kurtis uses the ropes to pull himself to a standing position, still dazed from the Everplex. Everhardt makes his way to Kurtis
and grabs him with a front face lock. He pulls on Kurtis, using the ropes for assistance to hold Kurtis’ body horizontal with the mat! Everhardt falls
back…snap DDT! The crowd erupts in deafening cheers yet again as Everhardt begins to pick up a second wind. He picks up Kurtis ahd instantly drops him
back to the mat with the Kobashi Special! Everhardt waits for Kurtis to return to his feet, stalking Kurtis, circling around him. Everhardt with a boot
to the gut. He forces Kurtis in to a powerbomb postion and calls for the CK Finale, Kurtis’ own finisher! Kurtis quickly pulls the legs out from under
Everhardt and flips over for a jacknife cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

ROB MARTINEZ: I think Kurtis got him, Rex!

Kurtis waits for the ruling from McDonald…it’s not a pinfall! Everhardt kicked out just in time! Kurtis quickly picks Everhardt up and sets him in position
for the CK Finale! Kurtis flips up, but is stopped in mid motion! Everhardt falls back to the ropes, and Kurtis falls feet first on to the apron! Everhardt
turns to Kurtis, shoulder to Everhardt’s gut! Kurtis with the springboard…and he’s caught by Everhardt with an overhead belly to belly suplex! Everhardt
hesitates as he catches his breath before returning to his feet. He makes his way over to Kurtis and pulls him back up. Everhardt with a cobra clutch,
and he drills Kurtis with a russian legsweep from it! Everhardt crawls over to Kurtis and makes the cover, hooking the far leg!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

ROB MARTINEZ: These kickouts have to be just basic instincts at this point, Rex! Both of these men have put each other through hell here tonight!

REX CALIBER: And listen to this crowd! They don’t even have a favorite in this match! They just love the idea that two of REBEL’s top stars are beating
the living hell out of each other, just to earn a shot at Galactix and the Carolinas Championship later tonight!

Everhardt brings Kurtis back to his feet and lifts him for the Hardt-Breaker! Kurtis with an elbow and Everhardt drops him. Kurtis with a springboard off
the ropes…moonsault…but Everhardt catches him! Everhardt with a running powerslam attempt, but Kurtis struggles and falls behind! Kurtis with a boot
to the gut as Everhardt turns around, and he sets him in position for the CK Finale yet again! Everhardt pushes Kurtis off and grabs him in a urinagi position,
looking for a variation of the Hardt-Attack! Kurtis with an elbow to the head and he quickly ducks under Everhardt looking for a neckbreaker, but Everhardt
blocks it as he canadian pharmacy humatrope spins Kurtis towards him, now looking for a neckbreaker of his own! Kurtis with the counter, spinning Everhardt around! He grabs Everhardt
in a urinagi position…backflip by Kurtis as he hits a form of Everhardt’s own finisher! Kurtis makes the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THR…NO!

Kurtis attempts to pick Everhardt back up, but Everhardt sweeps the legs! He quickly sets Kurtis up for the Texas Cloverleaf 3000…and he has it…right
in the center of the ring! Kurtis is in excruciating pain as Everhardt leans back in position, applying maximum pressure! McDonald checks on Kurtis, but
Kurtis won’t give up! He uses his leg strength to force Everhardt forward, releaving some of the pressure. Kurtis tries to pull himself to the ropes! He
inches closer…closer…almost there…and Everhardt drags him back to the center of the ring! Everhardt sits back in position, and again McDonald checks
on Kurtis. Kurtis again refuses to give up as his face starts to turn red! Kurtis begins to fade as Everhardt pulls back harder on the legs! Kurtis’ arms
quit moving, and he lays motionless! McDonald grabs his arm…raises it in the air…and it falls back to the mat! He raises Kurtis’ arm in the air again,
releases it…and it falls back to the mat! McDonald raises Kurtis’ arm in the air one more time…releases it…and it falls to the mat! NO! Kurtis barely
holds his arm up, and McDonald waves off the motion for the timekeeper to ring the bell! Kurtis again exserts all of his strength to force Everhardt forward,
releaving part of the pressure! Kurtis again crawls towards the ropes…inching closer…and closer…and…he’s got it! Kurtis has reached the bottom
rope, and Everhardt releases the hold!

ROB MARTINEZ: Both of these men have to be running out of gas here! This has been a long, grueling match!

REX CALIBER: This

match has been nothing short of phenomenal, Rob! When we came on the air tonight, did you really think that we’d see this great of a match?!
ROB MARTINEZ: I had hoped for something like this, but I didn’t think we’d get it so early in the night!

Everhardt picks Kurtis up and whips him in to the ropes…snap powerslam off the rebound! Everhardt makes his way to the corner, climbs up top…guillotine
legdrop! He quickly picks Kurtis up once again with a front face lock. He lifts Kurtis vertical, holding him in position, letting the blood rush to Kurtis’
head…brainbuster! Everhardt shoots the half for the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THR…NO!

Kurtis again finds the strength to get the shoulder up! Everhardt looks frustrated as he picks Kurtis up. He grabs Kurtis from behind for a back suplex,
but Kurtis flips back landing on his feet! Everhardt turns to him and comes at him for a spear, but Kurtis leap frogs over him, spinning around in mid-air!
He grabs Everhardt from behind…falling reverse DDT! Kurtis makes his way to the corner and slowly climbs to the top rope. Everhardt is back up…he runs
at Kurtis…BIG BOOT! Kurtis falls to a sitting position on the top turnbuckle. Everhardt climbs up the turnbuckles and lifts Kurtis to a standing position.
He sets Kurtis up for the Hardt-Attack…but Kurtis drills him with an elbow to the side of the head…and a second! Kurtis tries to hold his balance,
and Everhardt returns the attack with a hard forearm to the mouth! Everhardt uses his strength to get Kurtis in a powerbomb position! He lifts Kurtis up…and
he lifts him higher for a last ride powerbomb…but Kurtis struggles and flips over Everhardt…CK FINALE V. 2.0!

ROB MARTINEZ: OH MY GOD! EVERHARDT HAS TO BE OUT!

REX CALIBER: Everhardt was looking for some form of a powerbomb from the top rope to the outside, but Kurtis flipped over him and planted him with that
devastating CK Finale from the top rope! And Kurtis makes the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

ROB MARTINEZ: Everhardt put up one hell of a fight, but there was no rebounding from that CK Finale!

JENNY JERSEY: Here is your winner, and the NEW number one contender for the REBEL Carolinas Championship…”THE SHOW” CHAD KURTIS!!

Kurtis uses the ropes to pull himself back to his feet. McDonald raises his arm in the air, signifying that “The Show” has won the match. The fans’ cheers
are deafening, drowning out all other sounds in the arena. Chad stumbles over to Everhardt, and helps his opponent back to his feet. The two men shake
hands as Everhardt struggles to stay on his feet.

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“I’m A Country Boy” by Lynyrd Skynyrd blares through the Grady Cole Center and the crowd erupts in cheers as The Ragin’ Redneck, Bubba J, storms down to
the ring. He doesn’t even acknowledge the fans as he makes his way to the steps at the corner of the ring, he stomps up the steps and through the ropes.
Walking over to the other side, he leans down and gets a live microphone from a ringside tech. Clearing his throat as he walks, he stops in the center
of the ring facing the crowd.

“Charlotte…”

A huge pop erupts in the arena at the mention of their city’s name and Bubba J allows the roar to die down before continuing.

“Yeah! It seems that management wants me to team with that no good SOB, Vincent Black. Wanna know what I think about that shit?! I think there must be a
big ass bull in the back, because there is a ton of bullshit being shoveled out. You’d think that after my display against Galactix two weeks in a row,
I’d get some respect.”

The crowd cheers at the memory of the two brutal hard fought matches.

“Get some respect and could stay a singles wrestler. But as someone once said, contraversy sells, maybe that is what they are doing. But I got a few things
to say about that. Vincent, we are teamed together and nothing we can do about that; you wanted to ride my coattails… well hang on. You had better carry
your weight or I’ll take my foot and kick you right off this ride. Mess up and I’ll kick your ass. Screw up and I’ll kick your ass. Lose a match for us…
and I’ll kick your ass. Vincent, don’t show, don’t call, don’t care… guess what…”

FANS: “He’ll kick your ass!”

BUBBA J: “Damn Right! See, I ain’t playing. You wanted to cost me gold against Galactix, well your ass is gonna help me get some gold or I’ll kick your
ass.”

Bubba J climbs out of the ring and to a fan that seems to be at every show. He grabs the beer…

“Thank ya Honey, mouth thirsty and all. Vincent, just watch your back. I’m like a rattlesnake… ready to strike at the smallest oppurtunity. Screw with
me….”

FANS: “And He’ll kick your ass!”

BUBBA J: “Damn Right!”

He acts as if he is fixing to walk out of the ring and just stops.

BUBBA J: “It seems that Rebel Management wants to fine me $500.”

CROWD: “Booooooo”

BUBBA J: “Yeah I agree on top of teaming me with Vincent, they want me to pay them $500; what utter bull. But you know how I feel about that. I’m not doing
it for them, but in the concession stand there is a few Bubba J items for sale at a reasonable price. We have shirts, trucker caps, beer cozie things,
and of course autographed pictures for $5 a piece. But management, listen to me and these fans I ain’t doing it for you, I’m doing it for the fans. As
soon as I get that $500; I’ll shove it up your….”

The fans answer with the final word and throwing the mic into the ring, Bubba J stomps backstage with “I’m A Country Boy” blaring through the Grady Cole
Center.

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“Tear Away” by Drowning Pool begins to play over the speakers in the arena and out walks Reno Valentine, to a mixed reaction from the crowd.

JENNY JERSEY: “Making his way down to the Rebel Pro ring for the first time; he stands five feet eight inches and weighs in at two hundred and twenty eight
pounds. He comes to us all the way from Phoenix, Arizona, RENO VALENTINE!”

Reno saunters out to the ring with a jeering smile on his face; as if he expected the crowd’s reaction to a newcomer. Climbing up the steps, he awaits his
other two opponents.

“Baila Cassanova” by Paulina Rubio begins its journey through the arena speakers and out walks El Rey de Corazones.

JENNY JERSEY: “Now making his way to the ring all the way from Villahermosa, Tobasco, Mexico, he stands at six feet four inches and weighs two hundred forty
five pounds; he is the King of Hearts, EL REY DE CORAZONES!”

El rey makes his way down to the ring handing out roses to the ladies in the crowd, while staring into the ring at his opponent. El rey climbs into the
ring and both men stare down at each other; a veteran and a new comer.

The crowd is still cheering until “Downfall” by Trust Company plays and out walks cialis and stomach problems Troy Davis to a course of boos and jeers from the crowd.

JENNY JERSEY: “From Cleveland, Ohio; he weighs two hundred thirty one pounds and stands at six feet two inches. He is “FABULOUS” TROY DAVIS!”

Troy makes his way to the ring deliberately ignoring the crowd; he is staring down his two opponents as he climbs through the ropes.

DING! DING!

The three men stare at each other and El Rey goes in to a collar and elbow tie up with newcomer Reno Valentine. Troy takes the oppurtunity to attack both
men with a clothesline, knocking them into the ropes. El Rey and Reno, in turn, take the oppurtunity to work as a team and eliminate Troy with a double
clothesline. Troy sensing that the two will work as a team gets out of the ring. In the ring, El Rey and Reno begin to exchange blows; neither man gets
the advantage until Troy pulls the feet out from under Reno making him fall to the mat. Troy drags him out of the ring and begins laying right hands into
his head; El Rey climbs to the top turnbuckle diving onto both men with a huge body splash; all three men are down on the concrete. El Rey is up first
he rolls Troy into the ring, he slides in after him. El Rey’s leg is pulled from behind, so he places a big right foot into the mouth of Reno, who falls
against the barrier. Climbing into the ring, Troy Davis is waiting on El Rey and these two begin to trade right and left fists with El Rey getting the
slight advantage.

Reno climbs back to the apron of the ring, El Rey whips Troy into the ropes right into a shoulder block by Reno; winded, Troy spins around clinching his
gut in pain. El Rey hits the Tango Pasado del Amor. He goes for the cover, but Reno breaks the pin before the ref can make a one count; he picks El Rey
up and hits a few stiff forearm shots to the forehead of El Rey before planting him with a DDT; he makes the cover on Troy.

one! two!–

El Rey lands on both men with a lionsault; he picks up Troy Davis again and delivers a short arm to the gut and he goes for his finisher again, but is caught
by a DDT from Troy, who quickly slides out of the ring to catch another breather.

Reno hits the ropes aiming for a spear on El Rey, but is thrown out over the top rope by a back body drop that happens to land on Troy Davis. Reno gets
up and smiles, nodding at El Rey, the newcomer stomps away at Troy. Reaching under the ring, Reno comes back with a steel chair and delivers a loud crack
across the skull of Troy Davis, it busts him open and Troy is bleeding freely. Reno looks back under the ring and pulls out a table and sets it up on the
outside and the crowd begins to clap and cheer; they want some tables. Reno hits Troy across the jaw with a few stiff right hands and body slams him up
onto the table; he looks up at the luchador and gives an inquiring look. In the ring, El Rey shrugs his shoulders and Reno holds onto the ankles of the
semi-conscious Troy. Hitting the opposite ropes, El Rey rebounds with force, springboards into the air, and corkscrews in mid air landing on both Troy
Davis and Reno Valentine. El Rey is up, not as quickly as he was in the beginning, but rolls the unconscious body of Troy into the ring. Lifting Troy up
by the head; he hits his finisher once again, the Tango Pasado del Amor. El Rey goes for the pin as Reno begins to get to his hands and knees on the outside,
slowly.

one! two! three!

DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: “Troy Davis has been eliminated!”

El Rey pumps his fist into the air, a disgruntled Troy Davis rolls out of the ring, and in rolls Reno Valentine. These two final men face off, they are
staring at each other; each wanting to win. El Rey wants to stop his losing streak and Reno wants to proves that Rebel Management didn’t make a mistake
in hiring him; they nod at each other and begin to walk towards the other. They aim for a collar and elbow tie up, but Reno dives behind the veteran and
wraps his arms around El Rey’s waist; he hits three rolling German suplexes before releasing on the fourth one. El Rey is winded and grabbing at his shoulder,
which has taken most of the impact, but he is back up before Reno mkes it to prevent him. Reno is close and El Rey delivers a vicious chop to the chest
of Reno, driving him backwards into the corner. El Reybacks him up even further with another chop; the chest of Reno is becoming cherry red from the knife
edge chops and Reno is reeling from the impact of them. With him now in the corner, El Rey backs up and hits a heart kick nearly flipping Reno out of the
ring and onto the concrete; El Rey catches his feet and pulls him back into the ring shaking his head. Reno is dazed, but quickly driven face first into
the mat by a drop toe hold from El Rey; Reno’s face bounces back up and we now see that blood is dribbling from his lip. El Rey hits the ropes and springboards
off them with a lionsault onto the back of Reno, who lets out a grunt as all of his remaining air is driven out of his body in one huge push. Pulling him
to his feet, he goes for his finisher, but Reno blocks the short arm blow by pulling El Rey’s legs out from under him; he is on him quickly throwing right
and lefts. Using the diving momentum of Reno against him, El Rey flips Reno on over to the opposite side of the ring. Kipping up to his feet, El Rey turns
around to attack, but Reno charges with a clothesline knocking the luchador down to the mat hard.

Reno falls down after the clothesline and both wrestlers lay there trying to catch their breath. Reno is starting to stir slowly and El Rey is stirring
even slower; Reno is up to hands and knees and El Rey is using the middle rope to pull him to his feet. They both reach their feet similtaneously, turning
to look at each other; both men are breathing extremely heavy. Another collar and elbow tie up in the middle of the ring and Reno gains the advantage with
a behind the back wristlock. Rolling to his right then quickly ducking and going left, El Rey is behind Reno with a wristlock. Reno charges at the ropes
and tries to springboard back in an attempt to throw El Rey off him, but at the last instant El Rey lets go and Reno’s back lands hard on the mat; he looks
up at the lights of the arena. El Rey hits a springboard of his own, Reno lifts his knees and El Rey is hit in the gut by the feet and knees of Reno Valentine.
Reno rolls and makes a cover.

one! two! thr–

El Rey kicks out, just before the third fall of the hand. Reno stumbles backwards and is breathing heavily clutching at his lip and stomach. El Rey rolls
over and is up to his hands and knees; Reno is behind him. Using the middle rope for leverage again, El Rey makes his feet as he turns he is nailed by
a spear from Reno. The force of the spear drives both out of the ring and to the concrete below, where they land in a heap of flesh. Making his feet first,
Reno grabs the chair from earlier and it is stained with the blood of Troy Davis; he waits. El Rey gets to his feet and has his back turned to the man
wielding the bloody chair. Reno waits and as El Rey turns around he swings, but the impact is not on El Rey’s face as intended, but in his own as El Rey
places a superkick into the bloody seat of the chair. Reno falls back onto the ring apron and El Rey charges at the now bloodied Reno; where it is his
blood or Troy’s, we are not certain. Reno is dazed now more than ever and El Rey climbs to the apron, then top turnbuckle; measuring his opponent, he dives
with a three hundred sixty degree splash leg drop across the throat of Reno Valentine. Reno caught most of the move squarely on the throat but manages
to move slightly and deliver slight punishment to El Rey by raising a knee into his back. The fans are loving the high flying action of the match from
El Rey and the great techniques shown from Reno Valentine; a few are even standing up to catch the action better. Both men seem to lay on the concrete
for minutes, but in actuality is only a about thirty seconds and are back at each other. El Rey gets a slight advantage with those vicious chops from earlier,
but Reno answers back with knife edged chops of his own and quickly begins to back El Rey towards the barrier around ringside. El Rey is backed up against
the barrier and Reno charges at the luchador, who lifts his feet up to meet the rushing Reno. Seeing that coming Reno stops and El Rey is forced to lower
his feet, Reno charges again and is caught about the head by El Rey’s feet. Spinning around, Reno plants El Rey with a spinning spinebuster to the concrete;
the splat of El Rey’s skin meeting concrete reverberates through the arena. Sensing a possible victory, Reno rolls the veteran into the ring and throws
him into the ropes; he is looking for the spear and he dives as El Rey comes near. The impact, much like the spinning spinebuster, is heard throughout
the crowd and arena. Looking at the crowd, Reno smiles slightly and lifts El Rey up to his feet and is quickly behind him in a belly to back position.
*WHAM!* The impact of the Bloody Valentine shakes the ring and the crowd goes silent and look on in shock that the force of such a move could shake the
ring; Reno himself looks shocked. He rolls over El Rey and covers for the pin attempt.

one! two! three!

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: “Winner of the match, Reno Valentine!”

The crowd stands and begins cheering Reno, who helps El Rey to his feet and the crowd cheers louder. Everyone is standing on their feet as El Rey walks
out of the ring and into the backstage; Reno smiles having made his impact.

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JENNY JERSEY: The following match-up is a tag team match-up scheduled for one fall introducing first from Glen Fall, New York, standing in at 6’11 and
weighing 341lbs he is… VINCENT BLACK!

“Carbomb” by The Acacia Strain blast through the arena but is drowned out by the boos of the fans who truly hate the man. Black however makes his way to
the ring seemly indifferent about the fans.

“I’m A Country Boy” by Lynyrd Skynyrd starts to play as “The Ragin’ Redneck” begins to make his way to the ring to the delight of the crowd.

JENNY JERSEY: And his partner from Lenox, Georgia weighing in at 250 lbs and standing 6’2 he is Bubba J better known as…THE RAGIN’ REDNECK!

Bubba J and Vincent Black stare each other down before getting in each other face arugue before they are interrupted by Megabeth’s “Reckoning Day” as Dan
Miller and Hank Henderson come out to a nice pop from the crowd.

JENNY JERSEY: And their opponents weighing in at a combined 454 lbs the NAPW 2008 Tagstravaganza winners, Dan Miller and Hank Henderson collectively known
as…SOUTHERN DESTRUCTION!

REX CALIBER: Why the hell are these Southern Destruction boys getting a shot at a Rebel contract and why is Vincent Black being forced to tag with the likes
of Bubba J. It’s an outrage and an embarrassment.

ROB MARTINEZ: One thing for sure is we shouldn’t expect any tag team moves from Vincent and Bubba J.

REX CALIBER: Hell, Vincent doesn’t need any help he can take these clowns by himself. Truth is neither Southern Destruction nor The Ragin Redneck have the
ability need to be in the same ring as Vincent Black.

Bubba J and Vincent Black continue their argueing as the ref calls for the bell and tells them one of them have to get out or be disqualified. Vincent finally
climbs out of the ring as Southern Destruction hits Bubba J with a double clothesline as he turns around. Southern Destruction follows up with the rocket
launcher splash as Miller quickly goes for the cover…

ONE…

Vincent Black in for the save as all four men are dukeing it out now. Vincent Black had Miller up in a coke slam and tosses him over the top rope. While
Henderson and Bubba J are exchanging rights and lefts. Vincent “accidently” pushes Henderson into Miller as he was attempting to slingshot him off the
ropes!

ROB MARTINEZ: Did you see that Vincent Black just took out his own partner.

REX CALIBER: What are you talking about it was an accident. Nothing more, nothing less.

Black is taking it to Henderson as Bubba J is back on his feet. The Ragin Redneck just stares at his tag partner as the ref tells him to get out of the
ring. Black has Henderson set up for the two handed choke slam.

REX CALIBER: See, I told you my boy didn’t need no help look how he single handedly destory Southern Destruction.

Black tosses Henderson to the ground as Miller makes his way back to his feet and into the ring and surpises Black with his “Cheers’ move but Bubba J makes
the blind tag and becomes the legal man. Henderson is back to his feet as all four men are back in the ring. Slugging it out.

ROB MARTINEZ: I wish the referee would get control of the match.

REX CALIBER: Let it go. It just all part of good tag team wrestling.

The ref is confused and doesn’t seem to know you the legal men are anymore but he finally gets Black and Henderson out of the ring. Miller hits Bubba J
with a standing drop kick and follows up with frankensteiner. He feels this is his moment as he climbs the ropes to attempt the Jacksonville Jam, but Bubba
J moves out of the way just in the nick of time. Both men are down as the ref start the double count out…

ONE…

TWO…

THREE…

FOUR…

The fans are getting behind Bubba J as he reaches out for the ropes and gets to his feet. Bubba J pulls Miller back to his feet and slings him off the ropes
into a clothesline. Bubba J picks Miller back up and slings him into his and Black’s corner. Bubba J follows him in and begins to hit him with right hooks
as the ref counts…

ONE…

TWO…

THREE…

The fans begin to count with the ref…

FOUR…

FIVE…

SIX….

SEVEN…

Henderson is in for the save, but he gets blind side by Black for his trouble. Once again all four men are squaring off in the ring.

ROB MARTINEZ: The ref has lost control of this match. What am I saying the ref never had control of the match.

REX CALIBER: I know ain’t it great? This is the way I like my tag team matches.

Black and Bubba J are in control of their oppenents as the seemingly have been all match despite their lack of teamwork, but Miller catches Black off ground
with a standing dropkick, but the big man shrugs it off and continues on his attack. Black picks Miller up for a two handed choke slam and prepares to
follow it up with “The New Hope’. Meanwhile Bubba J has Henderson set up for ‘The Trailer Park Trash’.

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ROB MARTINEZ: Oh my gosh, both Black and Bubba J have hit their closers. It’s all over for Southern Destruction.

REX CALIBER: See, I told you Vincent Black would secure victory for his team.

The ref starts to the count on both members of Southern Destruction…

ONE…

TWO…

THREE!

JENNY JERSEY: Here are your winners, the team of Vincent Black and “The Ragin’ Redneck” Bubba J!

The ref raises both mens benefits & side effects of viagra had as they just stare at each other and exit on opposite side of the ring as they head down to the locker room.

ROB MARTINEZ: There was little or no team work for the tag team of Black and Bubba J, but they still walked away with the victory.

REX CALIBER: I told you at the beginning of the match that Vincent Black had it under control. You know you should really listen to me more.

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“Still Can’t Whoop Me” begins to BLAST through the arena, which leaves the crowd confused, but angry — EVERYONE HATES DARKO! Darko and his whole Zamunda
Crew walks past the heated fans, flinching at them, and laughing at their reactions. He enters the ring, one foot over the middle rope style. He calls
for a mic then gently removes the mic from her soft hands. He then whispers something in her ear.

PRINCE DARKO: (Looking at Jenny) I’m serious about that offer. Now, I know you ass faces out here are asking why am I here. “What business does Prince Willams
Darko have in REBEL, a place that kicked him out some odd months ago?” It’s real god damn simple. I got a call, some boys want me to do some things in
the Best of The Best tournament. I got a god damn cornucopia of section. I can tag up with my buddy, my body–

“Screams Of The Undead” by Demon Hunter begin to blare, catching Darko off guard, leaving him with a scowl from the interruption. The crowd begins to cheer
for the unexpected return of their favorite. Thomas storms past them, too serious for high fives, poses, all that other Pop worthy shit. He rolls into
the ring, stares at KBOND, Darko holds him back, telling him it’s all good. Thomas then looks over at Deek and Focks, Darko tells them not to attack, he
tells them that he has it and everything is in control, then he signals them to leave the ring. The Zamunda Force heads backstage. The crowd is amped they
stand on their feet. Thomas then steps to Darko, they share a stare off.

ROB MARTINEZ: The tension is so strong.

The crowd’s excitement damn near’s shakes the room. Thomas breaks off a smile, and both men extend hands for the shake.

ROB MARTINEZ: WHAT?!

PRINCE DARKO: That’s right mother (BLEEP)! The Foundation is back and in full effect! If you’re a bitch, then go home. If you’re weak, go home. All these
sorry ass wrestles in the Best of Best, y’all (BLEEP) boys better go home, hide behind a tree, make a fort, some shit, cause we’re back and we refuse to
be kind. All of these wrestlers, they’re nothing compared to us — WE BUILT! REBEL! We were curb stomping pussies to the ER. We set the bar in REBEL, and
NO ONE back there is doing a damn thing to even meet that bar. They’re trying to fill OUR shoes. It’s been almost two years and WE STILL ARE THE STANDARD!
What the hell are the champs, Black Underground TrainStation doing? Nothin’. They’re keeping OUR belts warm and we appreciate that, and we’ll tip ‘em after
we demolish them. There’s no tag team right now, even THINKING about doing what we did. We ain’t comin’ back JUST to win some tittles, to get some wins
— no. We’re coming back, cleaning shit up, restoring REBEL to her former beauty. She’s a damn pearl. And I know that just steams your kettles, I wouldn’t
have it any other way.

REX CALIBER: I’m surprised Darko was able to talk over all of those boos.

THOMAS YOUNG: Are you surprised? Maybe you’re confused… Well the fact of the matter is, what you’re seeing is real.

Here stands before you the greatest Tag Team to step foot into a REBEL ring since the promotion opened its doors. You all know who we are and you know what
we’ve done. Our story echos about this promotion to this very day. But I’m pretty sure the one thing your all wondering is “why?” “Why Thomas?” You see,
I was sitting home, after being released from this place for the second time, and a man called my phone…

He called my phone and he told me that REBEL-Pro was holding a Best of the Best Tag Team Tournament. You see, this man and I, we’ve know each other for
a long, long time. Throughout that time, we’ve gone through losses, we’ve gone through inner turmoil, and we’ve become champions.

So we figured, why not do it a second time? Why not come to our championship roots, and win a tournament that does nothing more than describe what the Foundation
is…The best of the best.

You see, I left Darko, and I left the Foundation. I left it behind me for you fans. I did it because I wanted to be accepted by you. I wanted to be the
guy you cheered, the man you got behind. I busted my ass week after week to please you fans and yet the only applause I got was from the (BLEEP) in the
back row who felt sorry for me. I did everything in my power to make you people respect me and the only thing you did was boo me. You cheered my opponent
over me, every single night. You wanted me to lose, you wanted to see me suffer. Not because I wasn’t good enough, but because I had a past that clawed
itself into my back. See, you people boo’d me then and your booing me now. Why? You don’t boo me because of what I do, you boo me because of who I am.
You boo me because I’m Thomas Young. The man you all proclaim to be the eternal loser. The man who you say blows every shot to be on top. You have no faith
in me. I gave you fans everything and all you did was turn your backs.

I tried to be the good guy! I tried to take down those who didn’t respect the sport you all love.

I tried to be like the man you all loved…But I’m done with being Jeff James part two. I’m done with living in the shadow of a little brother who spends
his time making you putrid (BLEEP) happy. I’m done being the man who busts his ass for you! You guys want to boo me without reason, so here I am supplying
one. Here I am giving you all a (BLEEP) reason to hate me. REBEL wants to host a Best of the Best tournament? Well here’s the return of the (BLEEP) BEST!
PRINCE DARKO: (Laughing) Goodnight.

The Foundation walks out of the ring with their menacing theme song blasting through the arena.

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JENNY JERSEY: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the Carolinas Title!

“I THINK I’M COCKY!”

Kid Rock fires up, and the fans rise to their feet for “THE SHOW!”

ROB MARTINEZ: Earlier tonight, Chad Kurtis and Nick Everhardt went almost thirty-minutes, all for the right to face Galactix for the Carolinas Title later
this evening. But looking at Kurtis, what does he have left in the gastank against a FRESH champion?

REX CALIBER: He better hope he’s got reserve, because Galactix ain’t goin’ down easily… he’s proven that over the past few months!

Chad, stands tired, war torn in the middle of the ring. As dead as he looks, as broken as he looks, there’s still a fight in him — something that refuses
to let go. Galactix on the other hand, he looks alive, happy, well, full of life. They grapple up, Galactix sends him directly into the corner via a HUGE
WHIP! Chad crashes into the corner with a large THUD! but doesn’t fall down, just stays there, trying to rest, Galactix rushes over, JUMPS! HE’S IN THE
AIR! CHAD MOVES! GALACTIX BURNS! Chad takes full advantage of this opportunity with a SERIOUS German Suplex! Chad doesn’t let go! ANOTHER ONE! AND A…NOTHER…ONE!
Galactix is center ring, resting on his neck, folded. Chad rushes over, leaps over for the pin, only a two count. Chad, refusing to let Galactix get any
air, raises him to his feet — RERVESE STO! He rolls him over for another pin — two count. Chad stays cool, backs up, stalks his pray, rushes into a drop
toe hold. Galactix brings Chad to his feet and brings him hurling back into the mat head first with a SICK DDT! Chad looks like a dart for a second, the
way he’s head hit the mat. Chad gets up on one knee, and gets a dropkick out of the ring. Galactix comes following right after him on outside.

REX CALIBER: This could be a dangerous area for both men.

Chad shoves an elbow into Galactix stomach, then bashes his head right into the apron. He goes for a second — Galactix places his hands as a blockade –
elbow to Chad, slams Chad’s head into the apron. Chad falls onto his ass, blood gushing from his nose. Galactix goes under the ring for some ‘toys,’ and
the crowd is right behind him like a tail. He brings out a chair, turns around — SUPER KICK! SUPER KICK! Galactix drops the chair and falls like..like…like…TIMBERRRRRRRR!
Yea, timber, cool simile. Back to the match. Chad rolls in the champion and brings the chair along for the ride. Once in the ring, Chad places the chair
ontop of Galactix, goes the corner — BME! BEST! MOON! SAULT! EVER! Chad comes smashing onto the chair and Galactix!

ROB MARTINEZ: Chad sacrificing himself just to win this belt.

REX CALIBER: For the love of the game.

Chad rolls off of Galactix, rolling in pain on the mat, favoring his ribs. Galactix, just like Chad is riving in pain. The ref begins with his count:

ONE!

Still down.

TWO!

Still down.

THREE!

Chad makes subtle efforts, but falls back down to the mat.

FOUR!

Galactix is making small movements.

FIVE!

Both men are using each other to get up while battling each other! On their knees, Chad recives a left and fires with a right of his own.

SIX!

Galactix explodes with a snap fisherman suplex with the bridge.

ONE!

TWO!

THREKICKOUT!

Chad gets up, and nearly colapses on the ropes, trying to get his breath back. Galactix comes rushing — SPINEBUSTER! Chad SLAMS! Galactix into the mat.
Chad rolls out of the ring, scheeming for some ‘toys.’ He brings out a table and the crowd goes WILD! Chad slides the table into the ring, sets it up nicely.
Glactix with the chair from before, CLOBBERS! Chad’s back, discards the chair then places him properly, on his back. Glactix climbs to the top, GLACTIX
SPLASH! NOBODY HOME! RIGHT THROUGH THE TABLE! Chad escapes with seconds — breathing deeply, knowing he just dodged a huge bullet. Chad moves over the
debris, tossing the table chunks out of the ring before dragging Galactix center ring for the pin. Only a two count.

REX CALIBER: That had to be all instinct.

Galactix laying on his back, can’t believe he just kicked out. Chad sits up, shaking his head in disbelief. Chad is up, waiting for his opponent to get
back on his feet, Chad comes in for the ki–SIDESTEP! Galactix tosses him into the corner. Galactix rushes into Chad with a MEAN! shoulder thrust that
breaks right through Chad. Chad begins to gasp for air, then Galactix crushes Chad with a second thrust, then a third. He backs up away from Chad, giving
him the room he needs to step out before hitting him with a Shake Rattle n Roll — a crowd favorite. Galactix is on fire right now! Chad, back on the corner,
gets placed on the top rope, Galactix on the second rope — they begin to fight up there. Chad doesn’t even give Galactix the chance of even getting close
to locking in his move. Galactix seems to be fading up there, tilting, looks like he’s about to fall, but he punches back, with a left, Chad with a right.
Galactix fires with another, Chad’s had enough, he sends a mean haymaker to Galactix temple, that sends him rocketing into the mat like a asteroid from
OUT-ER-SPA-CE! Chad stands on the top rope — PRIMETIME SPLASH!

ONE

TWO

THREKICKOUT!

Chad doesn’t know what to do to put away–yes he does. Chad sets him up for the C.K.–REVERSED into a pin.

ONE

TWO

KICK OUT! Galactix on his feet, scouts Chad, Chad’s up, takes a left swing, misses — boot the gut, a suplex. Chad on rolls his hips, gets to his feet,
still holding onto Galactix, another a suplex. A second hip roll — A THIRD SUPLEX! THREE AMIGOS! Chad on his feet, pounds on his chest in Eddie fashion.
The crowd stands on their feet for the respect paid to a great wrestler.

ROB MARTINEZ: That was beauitful.

REX CALIBER: It was great.

And just like that, Chad is once again in controll of this match. Galactix on his feet, rushes at Chad with a clothesline — misses — boot the the gut
— C.K. FINALE OUT OF NO WHERE!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

JENNY JERSEY: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… AND NEW CAROLINAS CHAMPION! “THE SHOW” CHAD KURTIS!

ROB MARTINEZ: HE DID IT! BY GOD HE DID IT! THROUGH ALMOST AN HOUR OF WRESTLING TONIGHT… TWO OPPONENTS… BY GOD, “THE SHOW” IS ONCE AGAIN CAROLINAS CHAMPION!
WHAT AN OVATION! WHAT A WIN!

REX CALIBER: WHAAAT? I CAN’T HEAR YOU OVER THESE FANS!

The crowd is absolutely roaring. Deafening. Standing ovation, spontaneous and exultant. Chad can barely stand, soaked in sweat, as the referee gives him
the Carolinas title to a MONUMENTAL POP! Galactix rolls out of the ring and away… Nobody pays any attention to him.

BECAUSE.

THE SHOW.

IS ON TOP FOR THE THIRD TIME!

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JENNY JERSEY: The following is the Metal Massacre match…and it is for the REBEL World Tag Team Championship!!

“Believe” by The Bravery hits the arena as the crowd erupts in boos. Williams and Thompson both step out to the stage. Thompson has a chain wrapped around
his right fist as Williams carries a baseball bat with him. The two men pay no attention to the crowd as they make their way down the aisle.

JENNY JERSEY: On the way to the ring, at a total combined weight of four hundred seventy nine pounds…”The Motivator” Bryan Williams…”The Richest SOB
On The Planet” Eric Thompson…they are…THE DARK MARKET!!

Thompson and Williams reach the ringside, and both men slide in to the ring. They return to their feet, neither of them posing, waiting for their opponents
as the music fades out.

REX CALIBER: The Dark Market really looks focused here tonight, Rob.

ROB MARTINEZ: Well this is a huge opportunity for them. They had a close match at Riot, barely losing to the champions.

“With A Little Help From My Friends” by The Beatles hits the arena as the fans erupt in cheers.

JENNY JERSEY: Making their way to the ring, at a total combined weight of four hundred eight pounds…they are the REBEL World Tag Team Champions! Stone
Zellor…Mike “Assman” Trey…THE BLACK UNDERGROUND RAILROAD!!

Assman and Zellor step out to the entrance. They look around at the adoring crowd before rushing to the ring. Both men slide under the bottom rope, and
both instantly attack a member of The Dark Market. Zellor throws wild rights at Thompson. He ducks under a chained fist shot and continues to throw heavy
rights at him. Assman ducks under a shot from the baseball bat and boots Williams in the gut as he turns back around. Assman grabs the bat as Williams
drops it and rushes at Williams, clotheslining him out of the ring with the bat!

ROB MARTINEZ: Zellor and Trey wasting no time here as they instantly attack The Dark Market!

Alan Stone finally calls for the opening bell as Assman slides out of the ring and continues his attack on Williams. Zellor has grabbed the chain from Thompson,
and he wraps it around Thompson’s throat…neckbreaker! And Zellor follows up by using the chain to choke Thompson! Assman has brought Williams back to
his feet…irish whip in to the step…and Williams reverses it! Assman crashes hard in to the steps as Williams slides back in to the ring! Williams measures
Zellor who has no idea that both members of TDM are in the ring…drive-by kick to the skull of Zellor! Williams checks on Thompson. He helps his partner
up, and picks up the steel chair. Thompson slides out of the ring as Williams uses the chain to whip Zellor across the back! Thompson looks under the ring…and
he pulls out a ladder. And out of nowhere, Assman with a spear off the steps, sending the ladder and Thompson crashing hard to the arena floor! Assman
grabs the ladder and slides in to the ring with it. Thompson turns to Assman…THWACK! Ladder shot to the skull!

ROB MARTINEZ: Can you feel the hatred between these two teams, Rex?!

REX CALIBER: I can feel the hatred…and I’m also seeing the brutality!

Assman picks up Williams as Zellor returns to his feet…double fisherman suplex! Thompson canadiandrugs-medsnorx is back up and slides in to the ring as Zellor and Assman pick
up the ladder. Zellor and Assman rush at Thompson with the ladder horizontally between them for a clothesline, but Thompson ducks under! Thompson with
a dropkick to the ladder, and it smashes in to Zellor and Assman’s faces, knocking both men to the mat! Williams rolls out of the ring and makes his way
to the timekeeper’s table as Thompson stomps away at Zellor and Assman. Williams grabs the timekeeper’s chair, as well as another chair next to the timekeeper.
He tosses one of the chairs in to Thompson, and slides in to the ring with the other chair in hand. Thompson and Williams wait for their opponents to get
up. Assman is up first…and he’s met with a co-chair-to as he stands! Assman collapses back to the mat! Zellor uses the ropes, slowly pulling himself
back up. TDM swing their chairs…but Zellor holds the top rope as he falls back, forcing TDM to smash the chairs together! Zellor with a low blow on Williams…snap
DDT! Thompson swings the chair at Zellor again, but Zellor ducks it! Boot to the gut on Thompson…DDT! Zellor makes the first cover of the match as he
pins Thompson!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Thompson is able to get his shoulder up! Zellor picks Thompson back up, and quickly double underhooks the arms! He’s looking for the Zellorification…but
Williams is back up and assists his partner with a back body drop over the top rope! Williams follows Zellor outside of the ring as Thompson picks Assman
back up. He applies a front face lock…lifts Assman in the air…brainbuster! Thompson climbs out of the ring and looks under the apron for a new weapon.
He pulls out a table and slides it in to the ring. He slides back in and sets the table up vertically in the corner. Williams has Zellor up against the
guardrail outside…hard shoulder thrust! He grabs Zellor and lifts him in to the air for a press slam…and Zellor is dropped chest first on to the guardrail!
He falls in to the crowd as Williams smiles at his dirty work! Williams looks under the apron and finds a trash can. He slides the can in to the ring,
following behind it as Assman returns to his feet. Assman with a clothesline on Thompson! He turns around…CRACK! Trash can shot by Williams…and Assman
is busted open!

ROB MARTINEZ: That last shot busted open Assman!

REX CALIBER: That was a nasty sounding shot from Williams! But look how well Thompson and Williams are working together here! They’re isolating one member
of The Black Underground Railroad, constantly bringing it to a one on two situation!

Williams picks up Assman and rests him against the table. He holds him in place as Thompson returns to his feet. Thompson with a full head of steam, rushing
at Assman…spear…NO! Assman moved and pulled Williams in the way! Williams and the table both look to be broken in half! Thompson can’t believe what
just happened as he checks on his partner! Assman swings Thompson back towards him…ASSASSINATION!!

ROB MARTINEZ: Assman should be making the cover here!

REX CALIBER: He needs to catch his breath first…he’s busted open already and has been a major focus of TDM throughout most of this match!

Zellor finally makes his way back to the apron and slowly slides in to the ring. He picks up a chair from in the ring and sets it up in the center of the
ring. He pulls Thompson back to his feet and whips him in to the ropes…drop toe hold on to the seat of the chair! And Thompson is busted open! Zellor
picks Williams up as Assman returns to his feet. Assman and Zellor lifts Williams overhead for a press slam…but Williams struggles…double DDT! Williams
falls back to the mat and rolls out of the ring. He looks under the apron…and he has found a spool of barbed wire! He slides back in to the ring with
the spool wrapped around his right hand. He lifts Assman’s head…hard right to the face with the barbed wire! Williams works on untangling the barbed
wire. He places it around the top of Zellor’s head and pulls back for a form of a camel clutch! The barbed wire tears at the flash on Zellor’s forehead
as Stone asks if Zellor wants to give up! Zellor refuses as Williams yanks back harder on the barbed wire.

ROB MARTINEZ: Zellor is in a bad spot here!

Zellor raises his arm in the air…ready to tap out! He’s clinching his hand, trying to keep from hitting that mat. His hand is coming down…NO! Assman
with a bulldog from behind on Williams! Thompson has made it back to his feet and rushes at Assman. Assman ducks an incoming clothesline…neckbreaker…NO!
Thompson counters, spinning Assman around…drop toe hold planting Assman face first on the top turnbuckle! Assman stumbles out only to be scooped up by
Thompson. Thompson sets Assman up in a tree of woe. He smiles as he grabs the chain. Thompson slides out of the ring and climbs on to the steel steps.
He wraps the chair around Assman’s throat and pulls back! Stone is trying to get Thompson to release the chain, but Thompson refuses! Assman gasps for
breath as Thompson tries to choke him out! Zellor has made it back to his feet and he quickly climbs to the top rope! Thompson is distracted by the boos
from the crowd to realize that Zellor is back up. Zellor dives off the top…seated senton on Thompson, crashing his body in to the jagged steps! Assman
holds his throat as he tries catching his breath. Zellor picks Thompson back up and sends him face first in to the steel ring post!

ROB MARTINEZ: I have a feeling that we may need four bodybags after this match!

REX CALIBER: Well, this is Bring The Pain, and all four of these men are living up to that title!

Zellor climbs back in to the ring and helps Assman down from the tree of woe. Assman still tries to catch his breath as Williams slowly returns to his feet.
Zellor boots Williams in the gut and applies the double underhook..but Williams quickly hoists Zellor overhead before the submission can be locked in…and
Williams has a bridging cover!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Zellor releases the underhook and kicks out of the pin at the last second! Williams and Zellor both return to their feet. Zellor comes at Williams for a
lariat, but Williams ducks under…vicious neckbreaker on Zellor! Assman slowly pulls himself up using the corner, and he is met with a hard back elbow
from Williams! Williams turns Assman away from him and hoists him to the top turnbuckle. Williams climbs out to the apron and makes his way up the ropes.
He hits Assman with a hard right…and a second! He grabs Assman with a front face lock and lifts him vertically, looking for The Dark Fall! Zellor is
getting back up as Williams dives off the top for his finisher…and Zellor catches him with a sitdown powerbomb! Assman crashes to the mat from a vicious
suplex, drug down with the impact from the powerbomb on Williams! All three men in the ring are down as Thompson uses the apron to pull himself back up.
He has found another table under the ring, and slides it in. Thompson follows with a black bag in his hand. He sets up the table in the center of the ring
and empties the contents of the black bag on to the table…thumbtacks! He uses his hand to lightly brush overtop of the tacks, spreading them across the
length of the table. Zellor slowly gets back up and is met with a boot to the gut…DDT by Thompson! Thompson scoops Zellor back up and lays him on top
of the tack covered table! He slides back out of the ring, grabbing a second black bag from under the apron. He returns to the ring, pouring more thumbtacks
across the top of Zellor’s body!

ROB MARTINEZ: This doesn’t look good for Zellor!

REX CALIBER: I’m not sure what Thompson has in mind here, but you can bet that it’ll be brutal!

Thompson sets up a ladder near the table. He grabs a steel chair and begins his climb up the ladder, not noticing that Assman has made it back to his feet.
Thompson inches near the top of the ladder as Assman makes his way up the other side. Assman connects with a hard right on Thompson, forcing him to drop
the chair! Assman with another right…but Thompson ducks it! Thompson with a vicious headbutt on the crimson covered face of Assman! Thompson grabs Assman’s
head…CASH OUT THROUGH ZELLOR AND THE TABLE!!

ROB MARTINEZ: OH MY GOD! WE HAVE BROKEN BODIES IN THE RING, REX!

REX CALIBER: That was unreal! Thompson just hit the Cash Out on Trey, sending him crashing on top of the tacks, through a table, and through his own partner
from the top of a ladder!

ROB MARTINEZ: All three men appear to be hurt after that one!

Stone checks on the three broken bodies as Williams uses the top rope to pull himself back up. He coughs, and blood drops from his mouth to the mat. He
looks around at the carnage in the ring before taking a step towards the fallen bodies. Williams falls back to the mat, obviously still in pain after the
devastating powerbomb. Stone check on all the men in the ring, and finally Williams begins to stir again as he slowly drags his body over to Assman. He
barely drapes his arm across Assman for the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THR…NO!

ROB MARTINEZ: Assman has somehow gotten his shoulder up…and this match will continue!

Williams crawls over to Thompson, trying to get him back to his feet. Both men finally do get up as Assman stumbles trying to return to his feet as well.
Williams and Thompson come at Assman for a double clothesline, but Assman ducks it! Asscracker on Williams! Assman hoists Thompson on to his shoulders…but
Thompson struggles and slips behind…reverse DDT on Assman! Zellor finally starts getting back up as Thompson turns to him. Zellor with a boot to the
gut…and the double underhook! But Thompson lifts him vertical…and sits down for a version of a vertabreaker! Thompson hooks both legs to make the cover!
ONE!

TWO!

NO!

ROB MARTINEZ: Assman with the last second save! My God, what is it going to take to end this brutal match — WAIT A MINUTE! It’s THE FOUNDATION!

REX CALIBER: Shit’s goin’ to hit the fan!

Prince W. Darko & Thomas Young hit the ring and start laying guys out! KBOND is behind them! Young lays out Zellor! Wait aminute, NO! Darko has Assman…
ZAMUNDA DRIVER! The Dark Market attack KBOND, putting him on the ropes, but Young and Darko get them from behind! Bryan Williams gets tossed outside as
the Z-FORCE tosses Darko & Young… chairs? Oh no! They’re going for THE END on Eric Thompson! The fans don’t like him, but he doesn’t deserve such a brutal
move! His head set on top of one opened chair, and The Foundation preps him…

WAIT A MINUTE! IT’S—

THE YOUNG LEONS???

Straight from NAPW! RAVENGER, arm in a sling, is directing Johnny The Mormon Love Machine and Flippy McHighspot, who hit the ring and take out The Foundation!
Young gets tossed over the top rope! Darko gets tossed! Williams and Stone start brawling with them on the outside! But KBOND is still in the ring! The
referee has given up, all hell is breaking loose!

Love Machine and McHighspot working over KBOND… trying to take him out! Double clothesline, KBOND still standing! Another, KBOND still standing… against
the ropes! Johnny grabs Flippy by the genericcialis-onlineed wrist and IRISH WHIPS HIM INTO KBOND! CACTUS CLOTHESLINE! EVERYBODY’S OUTSIDE EXCEPT for the downed Thompson and
Johnny The Mormon Love Machine! The crowd is brawling outside, but wait a minute…

Love Machine leaps to the top rope, spins around ON THE TOP, then flies backwards, arms outstretched, landing on the entire crowd! HANDS OF GOD! HE TAKES
EM OUT!

But wait a minute, Bryan Williams tosses Flippy McHighspot back into the ring. Thompson is getting up, WHAM! He’s pissed! Nails Flippy with a chair! Williams
slides out, he’s got… another table! Young & Assman are back in the ring fighting! Darko & KBOND are brawling on the outside with Johnny and Zellor!
It’s gone BONZO GONZO

STYLIN’!

KYLE!

ROBERTS!

HE HAS THE RING BELL!

DING!

DING!

DING!

DING!

The four men in the ring all go down as a result of brutal ring bell shots! Kyle Roberts stands tall, reminding the fans that THE NEW & IMPROVED D-X will
be in Best of The Best… he’s laid out everybody in the ring! He picks up Flippy… NO! EMERALD FUSION! GOOD GOD!

REX CALIBER: WELCOME TO REBEL, BITCH!

ROB MARTINEZ: Stylin’ Kyle Roberts is standing tall as all hell has broken loose! This match has been thrown out… for Rex Caliber, this is Rob Martinez
saying —

REX CALIBER: You hear that, Rob?

ROB MARTINEZ: I — wait a minute, I do hear something. Is that … A BOSSANOVA?

The fans, even the wrestles pause, wondering what’s up… as Quincy Jones’ “Soul Bossonova” aka the Austin Powers theme begins to play. And suddenly, through
the curtain, come two SEXY dancing mofos — and six Mod Girls!

ROB MARTINEZ: I can’t believe it! They’re here a week early! It’s “The International Man of Hardcore” Inferno! “Papa Rock N Roll” Shoe! THE GREAT ALASKAN
NINJAS!

REX CALIBER: THE PLURAL OF NINJA IS NINJA!

Inferno and Shoe CUT THE RUG, heading towards the ring. Guys are getting up in the ring, all signs paused at the unusual site. Some fans give a pop, remembering
the GAN from the national scene in the early 00′s! Finally Inferno & Shoe are close to the ring… and then sprint slide into it! The Dark Market charge
them IT’S ON! WAIT A MINUTE! CRAZY FIGHTING! IT’S ALL GONE EVEN MORE CRAZY! BILLY BERSERK! WATERMELLLLOONNNNNNNNN!

TDM get knocked aside, but then Stylin’ Kyle Roberts and Shoe lock eyes! The sexy hair of each man is threatening the other! Roberts and Shoe exchanging
right hands! Kyle wins, EMERALD FUSION, Shoe gets out… WAIT A MINUTE!

ROCK STAR! ROCK STAR! Shoe stands over top of Kyle Roberts, then hits the ropes! Hits the other ropes! THEN DROPS THE WORST LEG DROP SINCE 86′ HOGAN! THE
OTHER FOOT! CROWD GOES CRAZY!

Wait a minute, Eric Thompson WITH THE CASH OUT ON INFERNO — Inferno shoves Thompson to the ropes! DDT! Shoe and Inferno have the ring cleared of everybody
but Eric Thompson, the brawl on the floor going crazy! Thomas Young with a big boot on Stone Zellor! Assman knocks Darko over the guardrail!

In the ring, Inferno is climbing a ladder! Shoe positions Eric Thompson on top of the table… INFERNO’S ON TOP! NO WAY! NO WAY!

BACKDRAFT SSP! THROUGH THE TABLE!

THE CROWD IS GOING NUTS, AND AS WE FADE OUT, ALL YOU HEAR IS THE CHANTS OF…

“REBEL, REBEL, REBEL, REBEL!”

GOOD NIGHT!