Concrete Jungle 07/08/2008

07/08/2008
Several hundred fans have brought beach chairs, steel chairs, and even a few recliners to this unique REBEL event. The sun is still out, the clouds passing
by every once in a while. The camera scans the REBEL ring, which has two poles attached to two opposing posts. A wire is attached to the two poles and
will later hold a few feet of barbwire for the Stairway to Hell match. Rob Martinez is in the ring, comfortably dressed in a short sleeved polo short and
khaki shorts.

ROB MARTINEZ: Welcome fans to our second outside event of the year. I am Rob Martinez and thanks to all the fans watching live at the REBEL Underground
in Durham, at the Grady Cole Center in Charlotte and at the Civic Center in Asheville. We are also broadcasting at several of the Rick Garrett owned Adult
clubs around the Carolinas.

Big pop for the Adult Club mention.

ROB MARTINEZ: Tonight we have the Carolina title match, where Galactix will try to out brawl Manny X in a STAIRWAY TO HELL MATCH!

Huge pop for that!

ROB MARTINEZ: We also have a Golden Opportunities match, where Paul Jarvis teams with Jake Phoenix versus Nick Everhardt and Derrick Steele. Future title
shots are at stake in that match. The Number One Contenders Cup is also being defended, as Blood takes on the returning Chad Kurtis.

Mega Pop for those matches.

ROB MARTINEZ: And also, I will be flying solo for now own as my broadcast partner, Murcielago, returns to the rin—

That was interrupted by this…

MORE HUMAN THAN HUMAN… SICKER THAN SICK!

The big time pop, the glare off his head.. the air he brings with him. It can be only one man… REX CALIBER! He struts to the ring, giving hand slaps and
hugs to all the fans at ringside. He slides into the ring, and gets up to grab the mic from Rob.

REX CALIBER: You are so damn wrong Robby! Sexy Rexy was signed this morning by Bruce Richards to take back my role as number one Color Commentator on the
Indy scene! I’M BACK BITCHES! And I’m not missing a step! Tonight we got a Falls Count Anywhere, Pure Honor Rules, and Stairway to Hell matches. This will
all take place in the confines of the…

ROB MARTINEZ: CONCRETE JUNGLE!

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JENNY JERSEY: This is your opening contest of the evening. This match will be contested under.. PURE HONOR RULES!

ROB MARTINEZ: Well, welcome back buddy.

REX CALIBER: It’s good to be back! How did you like working with Murcielago?

ROB MARTINEZ: He was very dedicated to this job while he was here. But I knew sooner or later he’d get healthy, and then get itchy to go back wrestling.
REX CALIBER: And tonight he will get to scratch that itch. But right now we have the second ever Pure Honor Rules match in REBEL history.

ROB MARTINEZ: Yes. The first one was Murcielago versus Andrew Rossi back on November sixth at “High Incident.”

REX CALIBER: Yeah and a boring chant broke out. (laughing) The rules are as simple as they are complicated. Basic traditional rules are in place, along
with a twenty count for being outside. A handshake starts and ends the match. Closed fists and other rules violation will cost them a rope break after
one initial warning. Three rope breaks per wrestler for the whole match.

ROB MARTINEZ: This is gonna be interesting given the hatred stirring between the two men.

“Black Pus” begins it’s assault on the ear drums of the over five hundred fans surrounding the make shift outdoor venue. Dio Muerte, familiar bat in hand,
begins his descent toward the ring. The jeers and general dislike for the man who cost Mikey Massacre the Carolinas title last month can be felt miles
away. Dio isn’t a man who cares. He doesn’t even want to be in this match. He gets in the ring and clutches on to his bat, backing into a corner.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first, from Hollywood… he weighs in at two hundred twenty eight pounds… the former two time Carolinas champion… DIO MUERTE!
The boos get broken up with Free playing “All Right Now”. Mikey Massacre has his patented chair in hand and chucks it down in disgust. No using that thing
in THIS match. He seems super pissed off. He probably doesn’t like being in a restraining match like this either. He enters the ring and gets in the opposite
corner.

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent… from Albuquerque, New Mexico. He weighed in at two hundred thirty four pounds. He is a former Carolinas Champion… MIKEY
MASSACRE!

They come together for the pre match handshake as Jimmy Johnson calls for the bell. Mikey grabs Dio’s hand and uses it to nail the masked maniac with a
short arm clothesline. Dio is up quickly and is taken down with a headlock. Mikey holds onto the headlock and Dio quickly heads to the ropes.

JENNY JERSEY: Dio Muerte has used ONE ROPE BREAK.. TWO REMAINING!

Dio curses out loud as Mikey lets go and shakes his head. They lock up in the middle of the ring and Dio takes a headlock. Mikey shoots Dio off and nails
Dio off the rebound with a heavy right fist. Jimmy Johnson warns Mikey on the use of a closed fist. His next use of it will result in a rope break being
taken away. Mikey looks super frustrated. Dio rolls up Mikey really quickly, and Mikey grabs the bottom rope to break the pin.

JENNY JERSEY: Mikey Massacre has used his FIRST ROPE BREAK.. TWO REMAINING!

Mikey rolls outside the ring and grabs up Jenny’s microphone. He enters the ring and gets in the face of Dio.

MIKEY MASSACRE: Alright, Muerte, I hate you, you hate me, yadda yadda yadda, but if we can put that aside for one second, I got a proposition for you. REBEL
Pro is trying to tame us, trying to have us do something different, making us rely not on our hardcore, violent instincts, but instead making us be something
we aren’t. I don’t know about you, but it kind of pisses me off. I’m itching to get you bloody, I’m itching to get myself bloody, what do you say you and
I just beat the shit out of each other and get disqualified?

Dio Muerte shrugs and nails the hell out of Mikey with a closed fist. Mikey nails Dio in return and Dio lands on the mat. They are trading punches and they
roll to the outside. Mikey bounces Dio’s head off the guardrail. Dio grabs a fans wooden cane and pops Mikey in the head. Jimmy Johnson calls for the bell,
and this match is a no contest or double disqualification.

Dio goes over and grabs his bat. Mikey grabs a chair. They swing and drop both. They start wailing with fists again. Security comes out and breaks the two
men up. Dio is being held back, so is Mikey… MIKEY BREAKS FREE! He gets two good shots in on Dio before security take him down. Dio kicks at the restrained
Mikey, landing a few boot shots to his head. ALL HELL HAS BROKEN LOOSE! More security has came out and they get in between the two REBEL stars. This isn’t
over by a long shot.

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“Dare” begins to play and the crowd begins to hate big time on the man walking to the ring. He is all alone, per the rules. He is the “Motivator” and he
is damn sure motivated to beat Assman tonight. He is dressed nice as always, and really is the epitome of a snob.

REX CALIBER: I know I’ve been gone a few months, but when did the REBEL guys start wrestling in Ralph Lauren shirts around here?

ROB MARTINEZ: The Dark Market have since they walked in the door. They need to be a cut above their competition I guess.

Bryan Williams makes the title belt motion around his waist. He has a title shot along with partner Eric Thompson, August fifth. The crowd doesn’t like
that motion at all.

JENNY JERSEY: This match is scheduled for one fall, and Stone Zellor and Eric Thompson are BANNED FROM RINGSIDE! Introducing first, representing The Dark
Market. He is from Reno, Nevada. He weighed in at two hundred and forty five pounds. THE MOTIVATOR BRYAN J. WILLIAMS!

The Beatles begin to bring some classic British Rock to the ears of the very loud crowd. Mike “Assman” Trey walks out wearing his half of the REBEL World
Tag Team titles. The crowd goes crazy as he gives a wiggle of his ass to the crowd as a present. He slaps hands with the fans and seems very confident
walking to the ring.

JENNY JERSEY: The opponent, representing The Black Underground Railroad. He is from Manchester, Britain. He weighs in at two hundred thirty pounds.. one
half of the REBEL World Tag Team Champions… MIKE… “ASSMAN” TREY!

Assman steps up to the apron and gives a little wiggle as the crowd eats it up! He steps in to the ring with a smile on his face as his music fades out.
He hands his championship to an official on the outside and waits as Stone calls for the opening bell.

ROB MARTINEZ: One half of the challengers against one half of the contenders…could you ask for anything more?

Assman and Williams lock up with Williams quickly using a go behind. He floats over to grab Assman with a headlock. Assman shoves Williams off in to the
ropes and catches him off the rebound with a sleeper hold. He floats over in to a side headlock of his own. Williams lifts Assman in to the air, but Assman
is able to pull himself back down. He swings Williams to the mat, still holding the headlock. Williams delivers a knee to the side of Assman’s head…and
another! Assman releases the hold and both men quickly get back to their feet. They lock up again and Assman takes advantage as he forces Williams back
in to the corner. Stone tells Assman to break the hold, and he does…only to be met with a boot to the gut by Williams. Williams with a short arm lariat,
knocking Assman down to the mat! He gets on top of Assman and swings with hard rights!

ROB MARTINEZ: Assman is trying to cover up as Williams rains down on him with hard rights!

REX CALIBER: The champion is definitely taking a beating here!

Williams finally gets off of Assman and pulls him back to his feet. He whips Assman in to the corner and follows in for a clothesline, but Assman moves
out of the way! Assman grabs Williams from behind…russian legsweep! Assman with a leg drop, and he makes the quick cover!

ONE!

KICKOUT!

Williams kicks out before the referee can even count to two! Assman picks Williams back up with a front facelock…swinging neckbreaker! Assman applies
a rear naked choke on the mat, making sure to grapevine the body! Alan Stone checks on Williams, but Williams isn’t ready to give up! The fans erupt as
Assman maintains control. Williams slowly gets back to his feet, and Assman quickly switches his rear naked choke to a grapevined sleeper! Williams rushes
back first in to the corner, and Assman smashes hard in to the turnbuckles forcing him to release the hold! Williams falls to one knee catching his breath
as Assman hunches over in the corner. Williams is in the center of the ring and rushes at Assman…shining wizard in the corner! Assman stumbles out and
is caught with a devastating spinebuster! Williams makes the cover, hooking the leg!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!!

ROB MARTINEZ: Williams almost had the match!

REX CALIBER: That was a picture perfect spinebuster, and it could have easily gotten him the win…but Assman is a tough competitor!

Williams brings Assman to his feet and twists his arm…front armbreaker! Williams grapevines Assman’s arm…crossface! The referee checks on Assman as
Williams applies more pressure to the crossface! Assman refuses to give up! He struggles to get out of the hold…and he’s able to flip it in to a pin!
ONE!

TWO!

NO!!

Williams rolls back down, still holding the crossface on! The referee checks on Assman again, and again Assman refuses to give up! He rolls through again
for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!!

Williams kicks out as he releases the hold! He quickly gets back to his feet, as does Assman. Assman swings with a right, but Williams ducks it…Olympic
slam!! Williams picks Assman up, but Assman counters with a drop toe hold that lands Williams chest first across the top rope! He bounces off and stumbles
back as Assman gets to his feet! Assman grabs Williams by the head and runs up the ropes…spinning bulldog! Assman rolls out of the ring and falls back
in to the guardrail where the fans try to motivate him. He makes his way to the apron, gives a wiggle that the fans go nuts for, then climbs back in to
the ring. He waits as Williams slowly gets back to his feet. He grabs Williams from behind by the shoulders trying to hit the Ass-Cracker…but Williams
holds the top rope and Assman crashes to the mat!

REX CALIBER: Williams had that scouted! He knew exactly what Assman was going for there!

ROB MARTINEZ: Williams picks Assman back up…The Deathdrop!

Williams drags Assman to the edge of the ring and places his throat across the bottom rope. Williams presses down on the back of Assman’s neck with his
boot to choke him! The referee tries getting Williams to let up, but Williams refuses! The referee finally tries pulling Williams off of Assman and Williams
finally lets go! He approaches Stone who is backing off. Williams intimidates Stone as Assman slowly gets back to his feet. Assman quickly spins Williams
around…ASSASSINATION!!

ROB MARTINEZ: Assassination! It’s over, Rex!

REX CALIBER: It’s not over until he gets the three count!

Assman drags himself over to Williams after hesitating to catch his breath. He makes the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THR…NO!!

Williams kicks out at the last second! Assman picks Williams back up…Williams with a low blow, and both men are down! Williams drags himself to Assman
and applies the crossface again! Stone checks on Assman who obviously is worn down from the match! Assman isn’t ready to quit as he struggles to roll out
of the hold! Williams uses his strength to keep Assman from rolling him in to a pin again, and Assman is starting to fade! The ref asks Assman if he wants
to quit…but receives no response! The crowd erupts “ASSMAN! ASSMAN!”. Stone grabs Assman by the wrist and lifts his arm in to the air…it falls! NO!
Assman is able to keep his arm from hitting the mat! He’s not done yet! Assman is to his knees…and he’s back to his feet! Assman with a samoan drop!
ROB MARTINEZ: Assman and Williams are putting on one hell of a show for us tonight!

REX CALIBER: I agree!

Assman and Williams both get back to their feet as the crowd is deafening with their support for Mike Trey! Williams swings with a right, but Assman ducks
it! Assman with a German suplex! He quickly picks Williams back up, but Williams with another low blow! Assman drops to the mat as Williams stumbles in
to the ropes. He makes his way to the corner and begins to climb to the top as Assman starts to get up…dropkick to the ankles by Assman!! Assman climbs
up after Williams and hooks Williams for a superplex…but Williams blocks it! Williams with a hard shot to the kidney! Williams rakes the eyes of Assman
and grabs him with a front facelock…THE DARK FALL!!

REX CALIBER: Williams just hit Assman with The Dark Fall…but he needs to hurry and make the cover!

ROB MARTINEZ: I think Williams was hurt from that too!

Williams slowly drags himself over to Assman. He drapes his arm across Assman’s chest!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!!

REX CALIBER: NO! I don’t think he got it, Rob! I think Assman rolled the shoulder just before the referee’s hand hit the mat!

Stone signifies that it was only a two count, and that the match will continue! Williams gets on top of Assman and pounds at him with hard rights! The crowd
tries to motivate Assman as they chant his name, but Williams just throws more violent rights! Williams finally gets off of Assman and brings him back
to his feet. He grabs Assman for a urinagi…but Assman delivers an elbow to the side of the head! Assman with another and Williams is dazed…ASSASSINATION!
Assman makes the cover, hooking the leg!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!!

REX CALIBER: Assman has done it! He hit the Assassination…seemingly from out of nowhere!

ROB MARTINEZ: The crowd was trying to get Assman back in to the game, and he was able to reverse that urinagi attempt in to the Assassination!

JENNY JERSEY: Here is your winner, MIKE “ASSMAN” TREY!!

Alan Stone raises Assman’s arm in the air. Assman grabs his belt from an official on the outside. He turns back towards the entrance…THWACK! THOMPSON
WITH A CRUSHING CHAIR SHOT TO THE SKULL!! He smiles as he drops the chair and picks up the championship. Him and Williams smile down at Assman, and barely
notice Zellor sliding in to the ring. Thompson drops the belt and The Dark Market quickly escape as Zellor helps his partner up. The tag champions stare
at the contenders as they walk away.

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JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Cleveland, Ohio and weighing in at two hundred thirty-one
pounds, ‘FABULOUS’ TROY DAVIS!

“Downfall” by Trust Company begins playing as Troy Davis appears from behind the entrance curtains. The fans boo as he makes his way to the ring, exchanging
words with a few of the rowdier individuals along the railing.

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent, weighing in at two hundred forty-five pounds and hailing from Villahermosa, Tobasco, Mexico, EL REY DE CORAZONES!

“Baila Cassanova” plays over the speakers as El Rey makes his way to the entrance area. The women in the audience scream for him as he holds his trademark
bouquet of roses. He begins to hand them out as he makes his way to ringside.

ROB MARTINEZ: He isn’t showing any more symptoms of the concussion. How does a concussion effect a wrestler?

REX CALIBER: Your brain basically slaps against your skull. It causes blackouts, headaches and lots of other problems. You definitely don’t want to have
them and the risk of having another grows with each one received.

The bell sounds, and both men circle each other. El Rey comes in for a collar-and-elbow tie up, but Davis ducks under him and grabs him from behind in a
waist lock. El Rey grabs his arms and struggles to escape, slowly backing Davis into the corner. El Rey uses his slight size advantage to press Davis against
the turnbuckle, and the referee asks for a break. Davis releases his arms and El Rey steps out of the corner for a clean break. He turns around and extends
his hand for a hand shake, but Davis slaps it away. He comes up and stands toe to toe with El Rey, yelling and pointing at him. El Rey smiles, but gets
caught with an open-handed slap across the face for his troubles!

ROB MARTINEZ: El Rey wants to wrestle a clean, respectful match and Troy Davis is having none of it.

REX CALIBER: This isn’t a time to be respectful, Troy wants to win for the first time here in REBEL!

El Rey rubs his face through his mask and shakes the cobwebs, then comes back at Davis with a stiff knee to the gut. Davis topples over, and El Rey grabs
his arm. He twists it around in an arm wringer and walks toward the corner. El Rey begins to climb the turnbuckle, presumably for his top rope walk, but
Davis catches him with a shot to the gut, leaving El Rey sitting on the top rope. Davis delivers another blow, this time to the head that seems to stun
El Rey. Davis climbs the ropes to set El Rey up for a superplex. He stands to pull El Rey up, but gets caught with a shot to the chest. El Rey hits him
again and again, and finally shoves Davis off the turnbuckle and to the mat. El Rey stands on the top rope and leaps off for a big elbow drop, but Davis
moves out of the way!

REX CALIBER: That wasn’t a good choice, he shouldn’t be going high risk this early.

Davis wastes no time, and immediately begins to work over El Rey’s arm. He lifts El Rey and puts him in a gruesome-looking hammer lock, wrenching up on
his arm as El Rey struggles. Davis spins El Rey around and grabs his head, while maintaining the arm lock. He holds El Rey in a front face lock, and looks
around to the crowd as they show their concern for El Rey. Almost in an instant, Davis snaps back and plants El Rey with a hammerlock DDT that leaves him
almost motionless. Davis gives a cocky smile, then goes for the cover!

ONE

TWO

THR-KICKOUT!

ROB MARTINEZ: A shot on El Rey’s head isn’t going to help his previous injury any.

REX CALIBER: A very smart strategy by Troy Davis.

Davis can’t believe himself. He argues with the ref, then immediately goes back to work on El Rey, stomping his head and neck area. Davis lifts El Rey up
and whips him into the ropes. Davis bends over for a back body drop, but his shows his hand too early and El Rey dives over with a sunset flip!

ONE

TWO

KICKOUT!

ROB MARTINEZ: That was almost the end. So close!

Davis rolls out of the pin and immediately catches El Rey with a drop kick to the face. He mounts him and begins reigning in blows. He hooks the leg and
goes for a quick pin attempt.

ONE

TW-KICKOUT!

Barely a two count, and Davis is beginning to show his frustration. Davis stands up and gives the thumb across the throat “that’s it” sign and picks up
an almost lifeless El Rey. He sets him up in a powerbomb position, ready to deliver a Yokosuka Cutter. He lifts El Rey to his shoulders, but as he goes
to twist him into the neckbreaker, El Rey escapes from behind and rolls Davis up in a school boy!

ONE

TWO

KICKOUT!

REX CALIBER: El Rey feels desperate and wants to end this match quick. And where the hell is Rose tonight?

ROB MARTINEZ: I knew you would bring that up! Not sure where she is.

El Rey is able to stay on top of him and puts Davis in a side headlock, keeping him grounded. He wrenches back hard as Davis struggles to escape. The two
make their way to their feet, with El Rey still holding on tight to the headlock. Davis wraps his around El Rey and attempts a back body drop. He gets
El Rey up, but El Rey manages to come back down and in one motion gives a headlock takedown on Davis. Davis lets his shoulders go to the mat, and the ref
begins a pin count that barely gets passed one. Davis and El Rey again make their way back to a standing position. Davis forces El Rey over to the ropes,
and uses them to push Rey off and to the opposite ropes. El Rey comes back and catches Davis with a huge twisting head scissor takedown!

ROB MARTINEZ: Big time move by the big Luchadore!

REX CALIBER: Little moves like that ain’t gonna beat a man that’s truly “Fabulous”.

El Rey doesn’t stop their. He runs at the ropes and springboards backwards for a huge lionsault attempt that lands…RIGHT ON DAVIS’ KNEES! El Rey topples
over, grabbing his ribs. Davis stands and grabs El Rey by the mask. He lifts the man to one knee and puts his head between his legs. Davis butterflies
the arms of El Rey and looks out into the crowd, who are showing signs of serious concern for their hero. Davis pulls on El Rey’s arms, forcing him to
both feet. He lifts El Rey up and drops him right back on his head in a vicious TIGER DRIVER!

ROB MARTINEZ: If Davis can hit Downfall soon, this match is over!

REX CALIBER: I think El Rey is hurt… he landed straight on his head with that move.

Davis rubs his hands together like he’s about to finish a good day’s work. He attempts to lift El Rey, who doesn’t move. He’s completely dead weight. Davis
looks puzzled, and tries to lift him again. El Rey again lies motionless. Davis immediately uses all his strength to roll El Rey to his back, and lays
on him for a pin.

ONE

TWO

THREE!

JENNY JERSEY: And here in your winner, “FABULOUS” TROY DAVIS!

Davis doesn’t celebrate as paramedics immediately make their way to ringside with a stretcher. He slowly backs off as they begin to work on El Rey, checking
for signs of consciousness.

REX CALIBER: El Rey has been knocked out again. This isn’t going to be good for him.

ROB MARTINEZ: Troy Davis looks to be in disbelief. El Rey isn’t moving. Everyone stay tuned to REBEL-Pro.com, we shall try to get an update on him after
the show.

The paramedics bring the stretcher board into the ring and place El Rey on the board, securing him and immobilizing his neck. They slide out of the ring
and put El Rey on the stretcher as Davis is left standing. The fans have looks of shock and disbelief as El Rey is stretched back down the isle. Davis
holds out his palms and stares at them as the scene slowly fades.

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“Hell’s Bells” by AC/DC begins to play and out comes the struggling tag team of Natural Destruction. They get a lot of laughter, and lots of ridicule.
They storm to the ring, rather unfazed by the fans. The two big men, bounce off the ropes and high five each other.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first, they weigh in at a combined weight of five hundred and fifty pounds, Fire God, Thunder Lord… NATURAL DESTRUCTION!

REX CALIBER: These guys have a worse win loss record than the Foundation had in NAPW. I’m not trying to be cute, that’s just a fact!

ROB MARTINEZ: If it wasn’t for bad luck, these guys would have no luck at all!

Mobb Deep begins to play and out comes Murcielago and Enzo. Enzo is carrying his patented crowbar. He is dressed like he is selling cocaine on a street
corner in New York City. Murcielago looks as focused as ever. He doesn’t even acknowledge Rex Caliber at ringside.

ROB MARTINEZ: You have any thoughts on the newest tag team in REBEL?

REX CALIBER: Yeah, I think Stone and Assman need to look out, cause Murcielago is one of the toughest bastards I ever wrestled. This team is going to go
places, and Murcielago’s nasty streak is gonna be the catalyst.

JENNY JERSEY: And the opponents… they weighed in at four hundred ninety pounds, Enzo and Murcielago, collectively known as NEW YORK’S FINEST!

Murcielago is going to start it out as Dale McDonald calls for the bell. Fire God and Thunder Lord are playing rock, paper, scissors to see who starts.
Murcielago helps them decide by double clotheslining both men. Fire God is knocked to the outside and that leaves Thunder Lord. He gets Thunder Lord to
a stable base and chops the shit out of the mans chest. Thunder Lord goes back to the closest turnbuckle and Murcielago nails him with a kick to the stomach.
Thunder Lord retaliates with a punch to Murc’s head. Murcielago gets pissed off by the contact and back elbows Thunder Lord square in the temple. Murcielago
throws Thunder Lord to Enzo’s corner and Enzo smacks him with the crowbar. Thunder Lord is out and slumps into the corner. Enzo is tagged in.

REX CALIBER: This is our first chance to see Enzo in action. Wonder how will fair against a knocked out man?

ROB MARTINEZ: I’d say he’ll have the upper hand.

Fire God is in the ring. Enzo gets caught from behind. Murcielago gets in quick and tells Enzo to drop. He does and Murcielago boots the hell out of Fire
God’s face. Fire God hits the mat hard. Fire God gets up and Murcielago gets in close and gets the big man up for a ring shaking SPINEBUSTER! Murcielago
gets Enzo in a Gorilla Press and drops him on the big man. Fire God gets crushed by Enzo, and rolls out of the ring.

ROB MARTINEZ: They call that the Statue of Liberty!

Enzo is up and fired up. He runs toward the corner and drop kicks the Thunder Lord in the face. Murcielago takes his spot outside the ring. Thunder God
is brought up by Enzo and gets kicked in the stomach. THE ACCELERATOR BY ENZO! He covers Thunder God…

ONE!

TWO!

FOOT ON THE ROPES. Enzo looks frustrated. He goes over and tags in Murcielago. He comes and they both grab Thunder Lord. Murcielago locks on a sharpshooter.
Enzo gets in a Camel Clutch. They call this move the Respirator. Fire God gets up and enters the ring with a chair. Murcielago sees him coming and lets
go off the move. SPEAR BY MURCIELAGO AND DOWN GOES FIRE GOD! Enzo lets go of his part of the dual move. He leg drops the back of Thunder Lord’s head. Murcielago
tells Enzo to pick the big man up. He does such and Murcielago with the Defcon One! Enzo goes up top and leaps off with a four fifty splash! That’s their
pet tandem move called LIGHTS OUT!

REX CALIBER: It’s over Rob! Lights out for Natural Destruction.

Enzo hooks the leg.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

REX CALIBER: That was an annihilation. Natural Destruction looked horrible against the new tag team. Murcielago and Enzo are the future of this division.
Enzo and Murcielago don’t look to be done. Enzo grabs up Fire God for Murcielago. He goes and gets a table. Enzo quickly sets it up as the crowd boos. Murcielago
gets the big man up for a Powerbomb… Enzo up top and at the same time, POWERBOMB AND THE BLOCKBUSTER… THEY CALL IT SHAOLIN STYLE… THROUGH A TABLE.
Fire God is twitching. Thunder Lord is out. They have laid waste to the Natural Destruction. Murcielago and Enzo leave talking to the camera… stating
that tag team gold… it’s coming to New York’s Finest!

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JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and gentlemen, our next match is scheduled for one fall and is a falls count anywhere match!

The crowd here in the parking lot cheer excitedly!

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first, hailing from Turkey Cross, Kentucky. He weighs in at two hundred and sixty three pounds. CUZIN ZEKE!

The “Beverly Hillbillys Theme” by Flatts and Scruggs kicks up as Cuzin Zeke starts his journey towards the ring. He slaps hands with all of the willing
fans before climbing into the ring.

ROB MARTINEZ: Cuzin Zeke seems in high spirits, despite being robbed of the Carolinas Championship last week.

REX CALIBER: Matt Kurtis stepped over the line when he sabotaged the van with Zeke’s lumberjacks in it, Rob.

ROB MARTINEZ: Alledgely sabotaged. He’s been very vocal in his defense.

The music dies down, being replaced by Metallica’s “Seek and Destroy” and the audience begin to boo. Loudly.

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent. Being accompanied to the ring by Lyndsey Valentine, hailing from Wickcliffe, Kentucky. He weighs in at three hundred and
fifteen pounds. ‘THE BLUEGRASS BADASS’ MATT KURTIS!

The big, bad, ass kicking machine storms out from the back with a rather angry expression on his face as Lyndsey struggles to keep up. Kurtis climbs straight
into the ring as the bell sounds to start this match!

ROB MARTINEZ: Here we go!

Kurtis charges at his opponent, but Zeke is ready for him! The Turkey Cross native connects with a hard right hand – only to have one fired right at him!
Back and forth, the two men trade blows in the center of the ring as the crowd are getting behind Zeke. “LETS GO, ZEKE!” they chant – and it appears to
be working. Cuzin Zeke wails away with a combination of rights and lefts–until he’s cut down by a boot to the gut! It doubles Zeke over, and Kurtis brings
down a clubbing forearm to the back. Zeke gets sent against the ropes – but he manages to hold on! Kurtis charges across the ring with a lariat–LOWBALLED!
And Kurtis flies out over the top rope, as he’s followed to the outside by his opponent.

REX CALIBER: This match was never going to stay in the ring for very long, but I expected it to be a bit longer than that!

Zeke lifts the ‘Bluegrass Badass’ up from the concrete moments before sending the Wickcliffe native shoulder first into the steel ring steps! That draws
a cheer from the crowd, but it doesn’t stop Matt Kurtis from getting back to his feet. He is, however, grabbed by the back of the head and and thrown head
first into the ring apron as Cuzin Zeke unleashes some aggression. Kurtis has his back against the apron, holding himself up by his outstretched arms–BIG
BOOT BY ZEKE!

ROB MARTINEZ: That damn near took his head off!

Matt slumps to the concrete as Cuzin Zeke goes for the early cover–only getting a two count, though!

REX CALIBER: There’s enough hatred pumping through Matt Kurtis’ veins to keep him in this match a little longer.

ROB MARTINEZ: These men are going to have to put each other through hell before either can walk away victorious.

Once again, Zeke drags his opponent back to his feet before taking him away from the ring area. The crowd parts as the two competitors head towards the
parked cars– specifically a Lincoln Continental. Zeke goes to throw his opponent’s head into the bonnet, but Kurtis blocks! He slams his hands down before
throwing a back elbow to the midsection of Cuzin Zeke – AND ZEKE’S HEAD BOUNCES OFF THE BONNET! He’s still standing though, as the ‘Bluegrass Badass’ connects
with a stiff right to the face, staggering Zeke further … Wait, Kurtis lifts Zeke up–SPINEBUSTER ON THE BONNET OF THE LINCOLN! And the cover!

ONE!

TWONOOOO!

Zeke kicks out, and Kurtis isn’t waiting around to find out how. He manages to open to trunk of a nearby Chevy (don’t ask) and is rummaging around for a
weapon of some sorts.

ROB MARTINEZ: What’s that?

REX CALIBER: And what’s it doing in a Chevy?

He’s found one. Oh, he’s found a good one. A ‘spare’ bull bar! The crowd gasp in shock as ‘The Bluegrass Badass’ turns around with the bull bar in hand–CROSS
BODY BLOCK BY CUZIN ZEKE! Matt Kurtis took too long! Zeke clambers back to his feet, and he picks up the bull bar – drawing another cheer form the crowd
as he holds it aloft. His opponent quickly picks himself back up – and Zeke with an overhead swing, bringing the bull bar down across Matt’s skull! But
the ‘Bluegrass Badass’ is still standing. So, Zeke jabs him in the stomach with it before dropping it to the floor. ZEKE WITH A SUPLEX ONTO THE BULL BAR!
There’s no pin attempt though, as Cuzin Zeke drags his opponent straight back to his feet. Kurtis is being led about by the hair – and they’re heading
towards the street.

ROB MARTINEZ: This match is spilling out of the car park. This Concrete Jungle can’t hold these animals, Rex!

REX CALIBER: Whatever you say…

Well, they nearly got there – because Cuzin Zeke just got caught by a sneaky back elbow, quickly followed by a huge right by Matt Kurtis that has the Turkey
Cross native reeling. Kurtis lands a knee to the midsection before scooping his opponent up for the SIDE SLAM ON THE CONCRETE! Hook of the leg!

ONE!

TWO!

THRNOOOO! Zeke kicks out again!

Referee Alan Stone indicates a two-count to Matt Kurtis, and the big man isn’t best pleased. In fact, he’s angrier than usual. He yanks Cuzin Zeke back
to a vertical base and leads him across the car park – whereupon he slams Zeke head first into the pay and display machine! Zeke stumbles away, but he’s
grabbed, and thrown against the pay and display machine again! Coins fall from the machine, as Zeke struggles to hold himself up. He’s staggering, barely
supporting his own weight–YAKUZA KICK BY MATT KURTIS– MISSES!

REX CALIBER: That’s gotta hurt!

ROB MARTINEZ: You can see the pain etched on Matt’s face!

And Zeke is back up! The crowd cheer as a hobbling Matthew Kurtis holds his leg in pain–ZEKE LOCKS IN THE COBRA CLUTCH! Alan Stone is immediately in place
to check for the submission, but Matt Kurtis is trying his hardest to break free, only to find the hold is locked in tightly. Plus his knee is aching after
that missed yakuza kick, so Kurtis could be in trouble here … Unless he uses his weight to push Zeke back against the pay and display machine…

ROB MARTINEZ: Matt Kurtis just used his weight to push Zeke back against the pay and display machine, taking it out in the process!

Both men are down now. They’re each crawling to the nearest car to try and pull themselves up, and they do so. Kurtis lunges forward, catching Zeke with
a forearm to the face before grabbing him around the back of the head again as they head out of the car park.

ROB MARTINEZ: Where are they going now? Are they heading to the street?

Kurtis releases his grip momentarily in order to connect with another forearm smash, before dragging Zeke further down the road–NO! Zeke breaks away! He
fires off a left jab, followed by a second and a right hook sends the big man backwards! A head butt by Zeke connects and this match is picking up on a
Raleigh street here. The pedestrians are clearing out of the way as Zeke picks up a trash can and hurls it at Matt Kurtis! Rubbish spilling everywhere
as the big man is taken off his feet, and Zeke goes for the cover! ONE!

TWO!

THRENOOOO!

Undeterred, Zeke drags his opponent back to his feet once more. A quick boot to the midsection doubles the ‘Bluegrass Badass’ over. PILEDRIVER ON THE TRASH
CAN! Cuzin Zeke, however, is not going for the cover. He’s lifting a prone Matt Kurtis back to a vertical base and they’re off down the street again, heading
towards a bus stop? Zeke sends his opponent head first into the Perspex side, shocking the unsuspecting citizens inside the shelter! They clear out of
the way as Zeke connects with another boot to the midsection. He hooks Kurtis for a suplex, but the big man blocks with his leg! Zeke tries again, but
it’s Kurtis who reverses, slamming Cuzin Zeke down on the concrete with a big press slam!

REX CALIBER: An impressive show of strength by the ‘Bluegrass Badass’ there.

Both men are slow back to their feet, again, but it’s Matt Kurtis who’s up first. Cuzin Zeke is using the bus stop to stand back up as Kurtis charges–CLOTHESLINE
FROM KENTUCKY–MISSES! AND ZEKE COUNTERS WITH A SPEAR THROUGH THE PERSPEX WINDOW!

ROB MARTINEZ: Oh my God! I can only imagine how much REBEL Pro’s going have to pay to fix everything these two have broken.

REX CALIBER: Not as much as we paid Krispy Kreme doughnuts.

The big man, Matt Kurtis is laid out in the middle of the side walk now, but Zeke still isn’t going for the cover. The REBEL fans that have followed the
action are cheering him on as he points to the top of the bus stop!

He’s doing it. Cuzin Zeke is climbing ten foot to the top of the bus stop! His opponent laid out on the concrete below–MUDPUDDLE!

NO!

MATT KURTIS ROLLED OUT OF THE WAY!

ROB MARTINEZ: Oh dear God!

Zeke is out, but the ‘Bluegrass Badass’ is lifting his prone body up again. He grabs Zeke around the throat. CHOKE SLAM! And the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

ROB MARTINEZ: That choke slam was just a formality!

JENNY JERSEY: The winner of the match… “The Bluegrass Badass” MATT KURTIS!

REX CALIBER: Listen to these fans. We’ve got a third of them booing Kurtis, a third of them cheering the match, and a third clapping for what Zeke just
put his body through!

ROB MARTINEZ: What a BRAWL!

EMTs come out to check on Zeke as Kurtis makes his way through the divided crowd, ignoring them, a smirk of contentment on his face. The EMTs back up as
Zeke begins to stand on his own. He raises a fist into the air!

ZEKE! ZEKE! ZEKE! ZEKE! ZEKE!

ROB MARTINEZ: My God, he’s leaving on his own two feet!

REX CALIBER: Tough son of a bitch, that one. No doubt about it.

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JENNY JERSEY: The following is a Stairway To Hell match, and it is for the REBEL CAROLINAS CHAMPIONSHIP!! Introducing first, the challenger…

“Peace Of Mind” by Boston begins to play as Galactix and Rosie step out of the tent and in to the view of the crowd. The crowd gives slight cheers for Galactix
as he makes his way towards the ring.

JENNY JERSEY: Accompanied to the ring by Rosie Cheeks! Hailing from London, England! He weighs in at two hundred nineteen pounds…GALACTIX!!

Galactix and Rosie step in to the ring, and Galactix signals for Rosie to leave the ringside. She has a look of disappointment as she makes her way back
to the tent. Galactix waits in his corner as his music fades out.

ROB MARTINEZ: Galactix sent Rosie away from ringside!

REX CALIBER: I don’t blame him. We all know what kind of man Manny X is. There’s no reason to put Rosie in harm’s way!

“Jerkoff” by Tool blasts over the PA as Manny X steps out to be seen by the crowd. The erupt in thunderous boos as the champion just smirks, showing off
his belt. He absorbs the boos as he makes his way to the ring.

JENNY JERSEY: On his way to the ring…hailing from Los Angeles, California! He weighs in at two hundred thirty two pounds and is the REBEL CAROLINAS CHAMPION…MANNY
X!!

Manny slides under the bottom rope and quickly returns to his feet. He signifies to Galactix that there’s no way Galactix will win the belt. He hands the
championship to Alan Stone as his music fades out.

REX CALIBER: Manny was impressive with his amazing win in our first ever triple threat ironman match! Let’s see if he can continue to impress tonight!

ROB MARTINEZ: This will definitely be an interesting match. Remember, Manny challenged Galactix to this match. He also attacked Galactix during a match
against Trey Western at the last Underground show!

Alan Stone raises the Carolinas Championship in to the air as a display for the surrounding crowd. He hands the belt to an official outside of the ring
and calls for the opening bell. Galactix approaches Manny for a lockup, but Manny instantly drills him in the skull with a forearm. He hits Galactix with
a second, forcing Galactix against the ropes. He whips Galactix to the opposite side of the ring, but is caught on the return with a shining wizard from
Galactix. Galactix picks Manny up and whips him in to the corner. He rushes at Manny and delivers a vicious dropkick to the midsection!

ROB MARTINEZ: This kid is getting better and better every week!

REX CALIBER: He has a huge opportunity here, Rob. He needs to make the most of it.

Manny slumps to a sitting position, leaning in the corner. Galactix rushes at Manny again, this time looking for a knee to the face. Manny rolls out of
the ring just in time. He grabs Galactix by the ankles and trips him…dropping Galactix to the mat. Manny tries to pull Galactix out of the ring, but
Galactix kicks him off! Manny stumbles back as Galactix rises back to his feet…springboard plancha to the outside!

REX CALIBER: I don’t care who you are…hitting that concrete has to hurt!

Galactix gets back to his feet as the crowd begins to get behind him. He picks up Manny, but Manny with a thumb to the eye! Manny grabs Galactix and lifts
him in an inverted fireman’s carry! Galactix is struggling…and Manny uses his power to faceplant Galactix on to the apron! Galactix lays on the concrete
holding his face as Manny sadistically smiles. Manny reaches under the apron and pulls out a tool box with a big “X” on the top of it, written in marker.
He opens the box and pulls out a fork! Manny gets on top of Galactix and drives the fork down at Galactix’s face! But Galactix catches his wrist just before
the fork stabs him! Manny struggles to drive the fork in to Galactix’s forehead…headbutt by Manny! Manny raises the fork and forces it back down at Galactix,
but again Galactix is able to stop him just in time! Manny with a vicious headbutt…and a second! Manny continues to drill Galactix with headbutt after
headbutt! Manny stands back up as Galactix rolls to his stomach…hard kick to the gut by Manny…and he drives the fork in to Galactix’s shoulder blade!
ROB MARTINEZ: Manny just stabbed Galactix in the shoulder blade with a fork!

REX CALIBER: Anything goes in this match, so it’s completely legal!

Manny picks Galactix back up and rams him back first in to the apron! He lifts Galactix in to the air again…back first in to the ring post! Manny goes
back to the tool box as Galactix rests against the post in pain. Manny pulls out a wrench and smirks as he looks at Galactix. He swings the wrench…but
Galactix moves out of the way as Manny smacks the post! Manny drops the wrench as Galactix grabs a second wrench out of the toolbox…low blow on Manny!
Manny falls to the concrete in pain as the crowd begins to cheer louder for Galactix. Galactix reaches under the apron and pulls out a pair of hedge clippers!
Manny slowly gets back to his feet, and he is met with the set of handles to the gut! He hunches over, falling to his knees. Galactix wraps the handles
around Manny’s neck and squeezes to apply pressure!

ROB MARTINEZ: Galactix is choking the life out of Manny!

Manny is slowly fading, but is able to reach to the toolbox. He grabs the first thing he touches…and he smashes Galactix below the belt with a hammer!
Galactix instantly releases the hedge clippers as he falls to the concrete. Manny drops the hammer and holds his throat as he tries to catch his breath.
Manny gets back to his feet and reaches under the ring. He finds himself a ladder and slides it in to the ring, quickly following behind. He sets the ladder
up in the center of the ring and notices Galactix slowly getting back up. Manny walks over to the ropes and leans out to grab Galactix…but he is met
with a florescent bulb that shatters over his skull! Manny falls to the mat as Galactix slides back in to the ring. He drags Manny over to the corner,
leaning him against the bottom turnbuckle. Galactix takes the ladder down and places it so the top step rests in front of Manny’s face. Dropkick to the
ladder leg!

REX CALIBER: Manny is bleeding after that shot!

ROB MARTINEZ: That was a nasty move!

Galactix looks to the barbed wire hanging above the center of the ring. He rushes over to the opposite corner of Manny and climbs to the top rope. He grabs
a hold of the wire which the barbed wire hangs from and wraps his legs around it. He slowly pulls himself towards the barbed wire as Manny finally begins
to get back up. Manny grabs the ladder and rams it hard in to Galactix’s back as Galactix was moving towards the barbed wire! He hits Galactix a second
time, and Galactix releases the wire with his hands, allowing Manny to grab him with a front face lock as he hangs upside down from the wire!

ROB MARTINEZ: This isn’t good for Galactix!

REX CALIBER: I think his ankles are caught around the wire, Rob! Even if he wanted to drop down, I don’t think he can!

Manny pulls at Galactix as he holds him in the face lock, but Galactix’s legs are caught. Manny pulls a second time, but still cannot get Galactix off the
wire! Manny pulls again…and Galactix uses the momentum to flip down with a spike DDT!! Galactix quickly makes the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THR…NO!!

Manny kicks out at the last second! Galactix is back to his feet and he tries lifts Manny…but Manny is able to dump Galactix through the ropes to the
outside! Galactix crashes hard in to the concrete as Manny grabs the ladder. He sets it up in the center of the ring. He slides out of the ring and reaches
under the apron. Manny pulls out a table and slides it back in to the ring. Manny follows, and continues by setting up the table. He walks towards the
side of the ring where he dumped Galactix. He looks out at the downed Galactix, then at the table. He looks back at the downed Galactix, then at the ladder.
He smirks as he makes his way to the ladder and slowly begins to climb! He’s almost at the barbed wire as Galactix is pulling himself up, using the apron.
Manny is reaching for it, and he has it! He unravels the barbed wire as it still hangs from the support wire…but Galactix dropkicks the ladder! Manny
crashes through the table…and the barbed wire is tangled around his body! Galactix quickly makes the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THR…KICKOUT!

ROB MARTINEZ: I thought we were going to crown a new Carolinas Champion after that spill through the table!

REX CALIBER: You can’t count out the sadistic mastermind known as Manny X…not quite yet at least!

Galactix looks frustrated as Stone tells him it was a two count. He gets back up and looks down at a blood covered Manny. He picks Manny up, and Manny spits
blood in to Galactix’s eyes, temporarily blinding him! Manny with a clothesline, drilling Galactix with one of his barbed wire covered arms! He gets on
top of the fallen Galactix and delivers a series of forearms to the skull! Manny uses his barbed wire covered arm to rake an Galactix’s forehead, forcing
blood to finally drip from Galactix’s torn up skull! Manny gets off of Galactix and climbs out of the ring. He makes his way to the tool box and pulls
out a pizza cutter! Manny slides back in and slices at Galactix’s arm with the cutter!

ROB MARTINEZ: This is Manny’s strong game, Rex! Hardcore is the style he likes to use!

REX CALIBER: Well, the challenger was putting up a good fight until he had that blood spit in to his eyes!

Manny drops the cutter and slides back out of the ring. He reaches under the ring, pulling out another table. 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.

——————————————————————————–

JENNY JERSEY: This match is for one fall is for the Number One Contender’s Cup! (POP!) First off, weighing in at Two Hundred-Thirty pounds from Paducah,
Kentucky, he is a former two-time REBEL Pro World Heavyweight Champion…

“THEY SAY I’M COCKY!”

JENNY JERSEY: CHAD KURTIS!

Kurts blows up through the tent, with that confident strut he’s known for, a good smile, he feels good about himself, rolls through the bottom rope, sets
in his corner, and focuses.

JENNEY JERSEY: Next up, from Parts Unknown, the current holder of the Number One Contender’s Cup, he weighs Two Hundred Forty Five he is…BLOOD!

Happy begins to blare through the speakers, getting the crowd ready to see some action, it REALLY PUMPS THEM UP! Blood walks from the tent with a serious
look on his face, doesn’t exchange any time with the fans, just heads for the ring and through ropes. Blood comes in and asks Chad for a handshake. “The
Show” accepts, a display of respect between these two competitors! There’s the bell… and the match is on!

They go right into a classic tie up, both men fight for control, with fierce tenacity. Chad boots Blood to the gut and Irish whips him towards the rope,
Blood returns with an explosive clothesline, chopping off Chad’s head. He picks up Chad from the mat and DDT’s him, dropping him like heavy weights to
the mat, causing a loud ruckus that excites the crowd.

REX CALIBER: Damn crowd looks like monkeys.

Chad Kurtis gets up and stalks Blood. Blood on his knees, drop kick to the chest from Kurtis, Blood has only one choice: roll out of the damn ring, on to
the concrete and onto his head! Blood is laid out in the parking lot. This does not look good. Blood sits up, then back down, closes his eye and begins
to roll. Chad Kurtis with his mid section through the ropes, looks at Blood on the ground and looks at the crowd “WHAT?!”

REX CALIBER: The (BLEEP)’s wrong with him?

ROB MARTINEZ: He’s having ‘visions’ I believe.

REX CALIBER: Tell that man to cut that out or he won’t have any more eyes for these ‘visions.’

Chad Kurtis rolls out and helps Blood up and into the ring. But every good gesture has a hidden agenda. Chad chest chops Blood, which hurdles him down to
the mat with serious authority. Chad picks up Blood and sends him into the railing, he crash and burns and begins to favor his ribs, making an arch of
pain on the ground. Chad motions over to pick up Blood, but blood battles back and elbows his way out, and does a Spinning DDT onto the concrete, Chad
falls directly on his head. Chad is bleeding.

ROB MARTINEZ: CHAD IS BLEEDING!

REX CALIBER: Well no shit.

Chad gets up, pats the blood away from his gashed up forehead. Blood levels him with a supreme Super Kick. Chad falls directly where he stood. Blood rolls
Chad into the ring and goes for the first cover of the match. One. Two. Nothing. Blood locks a vicious armbar, he pulls back with all his strength, he
wants to rip it off. Chad, just coming off an injury, refuses to go back home with another one so soon…He’s getting up? On all fours. On his knees. HE
PICKS UP BLOOD!

ROB MARTINEZ: Holy cow! This looks like MMA!

REX CALIBER: Well, minus the octagon. And these guys go on longer than those MMA pussies!

He slams Blood down into the mat, but Blood is still holding on — he’s been holding on the whole time. Kurtis uses his experience in wrestling to pin Blood,
while still in the hold. It doesn’t seem like Blood wants to let go.

REX CALIBER: Blood got caught, it’s a cover! Could be over —

ROB MARTINEZ: Blood releases the hold and kicks out in the nick of time! Chad Kurtis showcasing his technical ability!

Anyway. Chad is up, feeling his right arm, Blood is up, feeling good, ready for more action. They tie up once more, Chad gains control of this one and sends
him into the corner. He holds him down and stands over him on the second rope. Looks at the crowd and his fist.

ONE

Blood shakes violently. Another vision, possibly.

TWO

Blood screams.

THREE

Blood has enough, he powerbombs Chad and covers him, by rolling over in a bridge. One. Two. Blood breaks his own pin, the crowd boos, he gets up and starts
smacking his head, trying to get rid of his ‘vision.’

REX CALIBER: That is some primo acid.

Chad goes to the top rope to drop kick Blood out of the ring, through the ropes. Chad Kurtis stands calmly, waiting for a cue, a purpose — Blood is on
his feet, but doesn’t have anytime to anticipate Chad’s next move: a Plancha that takes both men down.

ROB MARTINEZ: And this match has spilled outside of the ring, right here into the parking lot!

REX CALIBER: I’m loving it, this is a great match Rob!

Chad gets up and tosses Blood into the ring announcers table.

REX CALIBER: Oh, what the (BLEEP)?

Chad tries to suplex Blood, but he has snapped out of his vision and refuses to be scooped, he scoops, suplexing his way out! Chad smashes into the concrete,
rives in pain, screams, favoring his back. Chad gets picked up and tosses into the ring. Blood, still on his man, picks him up and sends him into the ring
post, shoulder first, the same one he applied the arm bar.

REX CALIBER: Right back to the arm, give Blood credit, he’s picked a target and stickin’ to it! That’s how a man wins championships.

ROB MARTINEZ: You have the title reigns to back that up, that’s for sure! Chad looks to be in trouble at this juncture of the match.

Blood pulls Chad into the ring… and German suplexes his man, once, twice, three times, then releases him across the whole damn ring on his neck, folding
him up. Chad, still laying on his neck, up, folded; Blood rushes over, jumps over Chad, grabs Chad’s legs and rolls, holding him down for another pin fall:
One, Two, Kicks out. Blood smashes Chad’s head with a knee drop, falling directly onto his temple, then he starts to knee away at Chad’s head, trying to
render him unconscious. Chad refuses to die! Frustrated, Blood punches the mat and gets back up. He moves over to Chad’s legs and goes for his famous,
Elevated Boston Crab, Chad anticipates it and delivers a thunderous kick Blood’s face, a kick…

ROB MARTINEZ: … Similar to the kick Anton Newcomb gave to the fan at his concert who went “(BLEEP) YOUR BROTHER, YOU ROCK!” And Anton mistook for a incest
related joke, and kicked the heckler in the face, directly. That kick causes Anton to be charged for Assault with a Deadly weapon, delivering it with his
boot, a very thick and powerful boot.

REX CALIBER: Why on earth do you (BLEEP)’ know that?

ROB MARTINEZ: Big Brian Jonestown Fan…KEEP THE MUSIC EVIL!

Blood falls to the mat, holds his head, starts to roll, another vision initiates, he’s screaming, loud — afraid. Chad gets up and shrugs, falls to his
knees and pins Blood. Blood doesn’t just kick out, he tries to knock out. He fires with an elbow to Chad’s head and rolls him over for a pin. One. Two.
Thr-kick out!

Blood bring Chad to his feet, sends him into the ropes, Chad Jumps up in the air for some attack that gets reversed into a Powerslam, Chad gasp for air
upon impact. Chad hooks the leg, ONE. TWO. KICK OUT! Blood stomps Chad’s ankle and locks in an ankle lock, once locked in, Chad jumps to his hands, eyes
open broad with pain, his mouth screams for life, for life. He places his head to the mat, shakes his head saying “NO! NO! NO!” The ref motions over Chad,
checking on him, Chad screams again “NO! NO! NO!”

REX CALIBER: Man has his answers in stock for the ref.

ROB MARTINEZ: Nobody can deny Chad Kurtis’ heart!

It looks like Chad is about to black out, the crowd is on their toes, so into this match. Chad looks like he’s passing out, this is it. The ref picks his
hand up one time.

Drop.

Second time.

Drop.

Third time.

HE’S ALIVE!

Chad jumps back to his hands, swings Blood through the ropes, he falls to the outside…again. Chad rolls over on his bottom before sitting up to feel for
his ankle, he gets up and starts limping towards the outside, Blood awaits for him and goes straight at him like Peta on Michael Vick. He goes straight
for his face with mean punches, in attempts to cause facial reconstruction on Chad, before rolling him in. Blood with a quick pin that gets broken up faster
than it was initiated. Blood brings Chad to his feet and back down to the mat with serious Reverse STO. He rolls him over. One. Two. He breaks his own
pin again, due to another vision. This one isn’t as traumatic as his previous ones, he just sits next to Chad’s broken body, and looks deeply into space.
He smirks, begins to giggle, then goes back to pinning Chad. ONE! TWO! KICK-OUT!

REX CALIBER: See kids, this why you don’t thumb print acid –it’ll cost you victories in life.

He gets up before Chad and goes in for another take down, Chad on his feet, evades the take down and slams Blood into the mat, stays on top of his back,
spins over, like how Kurt Angle would, before smacking Blood’s head.

ROB MARTINEZ: Like the song says, he is “COCKY!”

REX CALIBER: Ain’t bragging if ya back it up!

Chad grabs Blood’s arm, brings him to his side and begins to yank the other direction, in hopes to take his arm off just like Blood tried to do earlier
this match. Blood rolls over to his back and begins to fire back vicious rounds of punches to Chad’s face. For the sake of his face, Chad flips him over
and locks in a ruthless Fujiwara arm lock, this one is with all of what Chad has to give. Pain surges through Blood’s body, he screams, he knows there’s
no where to go — he sacrifices his arm, he rolls Chad over, and goes for a pin, Chad refuses to let go.

ONE

STILL HOLDS

TWO

STILL HOLDS

THR–BREAKS IT OFF.

ROB MARTINEZ: A reversal of fortune! Chad had to release his submission or risk being pinned for three, just as Blood did earlier on in this contest!

REX CALIBER: We don’t often see two guys as evenly matched as these two bastards!

Blood curls in pain, hand on his arm, in vicious pain. Blood on his knees, still holding on his arm, he grimaces, gets up along with Chad and goes in for
another tie up, he gains lead and suplexes Chad onto his back on the mat, loud thud. The crowd jumps along with the impact. Blood rolls over on top of
Chad and begins to swing away on his face, Chad rolls him over and starts to wail on him too, Blood tries his best to guard his face, it works a little
bit, but Chad still manages to get his. He explodes off on top of him and stands up and shouts “OH! C’MON!” He awaits and stalks his opponent, Blood, groggy,
gets up, stumbles into Chad, Chad levels him out with a Reverse STO of his own, he rolls him over, but doesn’t pin, he drags him over to near the ropes.
He stands on the top rope, “PRIME! TIME!” 450 to Blood… but Blood blocks by by moving away out of desperation. Both men are on the mat, out. The Ref
for a ten count.

ONE!

Still down.

TWO!

Still down.

THREE!

They make small efforts.

FOUR!

Chad tries to make a solid effort to get up, but falls down. Blood gets to his knee, and falls back, still on his knee, and continues to battle to get up.
FIVE!

Chad moves to the ropes for help, he gets to his knee. Blood is on one knee.

SIX!

Chad is half way up, still using the ropes. Blood rushes over to Chad, Chad drops down, holding to the second rope, Blood goes right through and on to the
outside, the unforgiving concrete. Chad gets up, winded, tired, “THAT’S IT! I’M ENDING THIS!” Chad rolls to the outside, rolls the down Blood back in.
Chad brings him to his feet, gets him position for CK Finale! Chad yells out to the crowd — they stand on their feet and cheer! But wait, Blood stands
up! He has Chad by the legs, and then delivers a huge Alabama Slam! The back of Chad’s head hits hard. He staggers to his feet, but just like that Blood
hooks him up… and NAILS the BLOODWAKE! He covers!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

JENNY JERSEY: Here is your winner, and still your number one contender: BLOOD!

ROB MARTINEZ: An absolutely great match, both men gave it their all, but in the end, Blood was just that much better on this night!

REX CALIBER: I couldn’t have said it better myself. OH HELL YEAH that was a match!

Chad is slow to his feet… he and Blood shake hands. Blood holds the #1 Contender’s Cup high, then asks for a microphone?

BLOOD: Chad Kurtis, that was a hell of a match. Now that I’ve retained this cup, I think it’s time to cash it in. I want my REBEL World Heavyweight Title
match… when REBEL Pro goes overseas! August Fifth, Basingstroke England at EUROPEAN EXPLOITS!

The crowd cheer, though some boo when they realize they won’t be able to see the match in person… Blood wins a hard-fought contest, and will challenge
the REBEL Pro World Title when REBEL Pro goes to the UK in the month of August!

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JENNY JERSEY: The following match is the MAIN EVENT of the evening! In this match, if Jake Phoenix and Paul Jarvis win, Jarvis will earn a Carolinas Title
shot, and Jake Phoenix will get another shot at the world title! If Nick Everhardt and Derrick Steele win, Everhardt gets a Carolinas Title shot and Jake
Phoenix may NEVER challenge for the world title again as long as Steele is the champion! Now, to introduce the teams…

“Just Like You” by Three Days Grace kicks up. The crowd immediately boos as the REBEL newcomer comes out of the tent. Already Paul Jarvis has earned his
share of detractors! He looks self-assured, confident and certainly cocky as he walks to the ring in the night air.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first, weighing in at two-hundred and seventeen pounds! From Afton, New York, he is “THE MIRACLE WORKER” PAUL JARVIS!

Jarvis hits the ring. Fade out his music. Then…

“SURPRISE! YOU’RE DEAD!”

Faith No More blasts from the PA, and that means only ONE man. Snarling, wearing his trademark Oakleys, and conspicuously dangling the REBEL world title
belt from his hand…here comes Jake Phoenix! The crowd boos, except the pocket of Phoenix Phans that turn up at every show. Jake hits the ring, making
the “I Want The Belt” motion. He snorts in Jarvis’ direction and then raises his arm in an intimidating pose towards the crowd.

JENNY JERSEY: And his partner! Weighing in at two-hundred and eighty-nine pounds! From Fort Lauderdale, Florida, he is the former REBEL Pro World Heavyweight
Champion… JAKE PHOENIX!

ROB MARTINEZ: Quite an unusual team here, Rex.

REX CALIBER: A deadly team if you ask me. You have the Murder City Devil and this guy who claims he’s “God’s champion.” Hell, God and the Devil on one team!
ROB MARTINEZ: For Jake Phoenix, this match can shoot him back to the top of REBEL. For Paul Jarvis, a newcomer, a win tonight could skyrocket him up the
ranks.

REX CALIBER: Not many guys are wrestling the world champion in their second match! Jake may have possession of the belt after stealing it last week, but
he ain’t the champ.

Phoenix and Jarvis seem to be talking some strategy, perhaps? Jake doesn’t return Jarvis’ oily grin. That’s okay, because the crowd is ready to go crazy
when Protest The Hero picks up! Nick Everhardt comes through the the tent on the opposite side of the parking lot to huge cheers! He runs to the ring,
slapping hands and sliding in, hitting the top rope to pose!

JENNY JERSEY: And now, their opponents! Introducing first, weighing in at two-hundred and twenty-seven pounds! From Houston Texas, NICK EVERHARDT!

Nick is ready to start this match now, and Jake almost seems happy to oblige, but Paul Jarvis tells the referee to wait! Jake smirks, he’ll get his chance
to bust some heads soon enough. Besides, the guy he REALLY wants is about to enter… Queens of the Stone Age kick up and here comes the champion! You
can tell by the roar that opens up to the hot Carolina night air!

JENNY JERSEY: And his partner! Weighing in at two-hundred and twenty-one pounds… from Reno, Nevada, he is the reigning REBEL PRO World Heavyweight Champion…
“DIAMOND” DERRICK STEELE!

REX CALIBER: I don’t know if the champion should be wrestling tonight, after Phoenix brutalized him last week. He’s concussed!

ROB MARTINEZ: Derrick Steele is the champion, even if he does not have the belt thanks to Phoenix walking off with it last week, but you’re right Rex. He
was diagnosed with a concussion last week, and is wrestling AGAINST doctor’s orders tonight!

REX CALIBER: It’s the pride of a champion, Martinez. When you’re the best, you don’t want to take a night off — ever. But sometimes, hell, it ends up
shortening your title run. Look what happened to Lloyd Rees and that hellacious schedule.

Steele takes his time to the ring, eyes on Jake Phoenix. The fans have never seen him this angry. All four men are in the ring now. This match is ready
to set up, Everhardt and Steele in their corner, Phoenix and Jarvis in theirs… but what’s this? Paul Jarvis is talking to Phoenix, confident smile on
his face. Phoenix’ expression says: “What the *BLEEP* are you talkin’ about?” Jarvis looks over to the faces, points, then claps his hands together above
his head. Steele and Everhardt shrug, then nod in that direction. Jarvis steps through the ropes to the ring apron… and seeing that Jake Phoenix is still
in the ring, Nick Everhardt asks Steele to start out.

ROB MARTINEZ: In REBEL rules, tags are not necessary, but here tonight it seems that Paul Jarvis has convinced his teammate and opponents to have a straight-up,
old school rules tag match!

REX CALIBER: I don’t know how much Phoenix is a fan of that move, but I don’t think he cares so long as he gets to hurt somebody. And hey, Nick Everhardt
wants a piece! He remembers his match with Phoenix from months ago real well I bet, wants to even the score.

Everhardt and Jake come in to lock-up, Jake shoves the man away hard. Two-eighty-nine vs less than two-thirty, guess who wins? Everhardt gets up, rushes
at Jake, only to get pie-faced back down. “That all you got kid?” Everhardt gets up again, comes in a little slower for another lock-up go behind! Everhardt
going for a back suplex, Phoenix won’t budge, he throws elbows and then whips Everhardt into

the ropes. Everhardt hits, BOOM. Shoulderblock puts him down!
Phoenix grunts, looks down, then hits the ropes himself, Everhardt drops down, Phoenix rebound, Everhardt with a HIGH leapfrog over the big man, Phoenix
rebounds again and Everhardt tries a back body drop! Not happening, Phoenix looks for a powerbomb, reversal! Sunset flip, can he get him over? Phoenix
wobbling, wobbling, NO! He steadies himself, sneers, and punches Everhardt in the face.

Or tries to, Everhardt scoots out of the way. Jake hits only canvas. He turns around and Everhardt arm-drags him to the canvas! The big man gets up, turns
around, into another arm-drag! Jake up, turn, one more time another arm-drag! Everhardt yelling to the fans, who respond in kind, then turns to Phoenix
saying “COME ON!” Jake audibly curses from a seated position…

REX CALIBER: Whoa, Nick Everhardt showing Jake Phoenix some WRESTLING moves! The former world champ ain’t too thrilled with that!

ROB MARTINEZ: Jake Phoenix not in a hurry to tie back up here.

REX CALIBER: People don’t give him the credit, but Jake Phoenix is smart. He’s trying to slow this down, he knows the faster the match goes, the advantage
goes to the smaller man here Nick Everhardt.

ROB MARTINEZ: Everything is on the line for these wrestlers in this contest! Jake Phoenix wants another shot at the World Title desperately! Nick Everhardt
wants another taste of gold after losing the tag team titles last show! Derrick Steele would be content to never have to face Jake Phoenix again… Paul
Jarvis is the real wild card, Rex! This charismatic newcomer has no lack of confidence, but he’s made it clear that he wants more than the Carolinas Title,
he wants the REBEL WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT BELT!

REX CALIBER: Well you know, a guy has to work his way up through the rankings, but Paul Jarvis has been damn impressive in just a short stay. He could pin
the world champion tonight, that would rocket him up the rankings!

ROB MARTINEZ: Phoenix and Everhardt tie up again… Jake with a big forearm right across the back! The big man taking control with his power, as we expected
he would do. He’s got ahold of Everhardt, looking to tag in Paul Jarvis… and what’s this? Paul Jarvis not even lifting an arm!

REX CALIBER: I think he said “You’re doing fine!” to Jake.

ROB MARTINEZ: Paul Jarvis is the one who convinced these wrestlers to do the traditional tag match, and now he doesn’t want in WAIT A MINUTE! NICK EVERHARDT
IS FIGHTING!

Jake gave him too much time, Everhardt throwing elbows, looking for a hip toss! Phoenix too big, swings, Everhardt ducks, off the ropes BULLDOG! Phoenix
is down WATCH EVERHARDT DROPKICK TO THE KISSER! Nick Everhardt knows he can’t hit his regular moveset on Jake Phoenix, but he has a lot of tools in his
box! The crowd rallying behind the fan-favorite as he hooks one of Jake’s arms! Sick looking arm-bar, and with Phoenix on his belly, the size advantage
is nullified! Jake still has a lot of strength and showing a surprising amount of skill, rolls forward to get out, but Everhardt immediately reverses on
his own. Phoenix is up to his feet but locked in a side headlock. He lifts up Everhardt, Nick puts his feet on the ropes and runs up into a side headlock
takeover! Great showing! Everhardt pulls out of the headlock into a wrist-lock, Jake wincing, then pulls the man over to his corner, where he tags in the
world champion!

REX CALIBER: Here comes the champ!

ROB MARTINEZ: So many men want a shot at Derrick Steele! Phoenix! Paul Jarvis! The #1 Contender Blood, who’s demanded a title shot at European Exploits!
Derrick Steele has a target on his back, but he keeps coming…

REX CALIBER: And I’d say he’s pretty damn angry at Jake Phoenix for stealing his title belt and giving him a concussion last week!

ROB MARTINEZ: I’d say you’re right, Derrick Steele is going crazy on Phoenix! We’ve never seen the world champ like this!

Steele actually throwing PUNCHES at Jake Phoenix, that’s not going to go well. Nope. Phoenix throws ONE and Steele gets rocked backwards. Jake slams him
into the corner, throws a couple soupbones, then whips Steele into the opposite corner. CHARGE! Steele slingshots up and over Jake, who barely stops in
time to avoid hitting the turnbuckle. Steele is running to the other side, Jake turns around and charges… and gets hit by a running moonsault from Derrick
Steele! Puts him down, no cover, Steele starts raining down punches on Jake Phoenix! The World Champion is HOT! He slugs away with a torrent, then stands
up and looks out to the fans. Intense! Steele waits for Jake to get up, motioning for the man to get up… standing dropkick to the face swatted aside!
Phoenix off the ropes BIG BOOT TO THE FACE! Steele hits the canvas and immediately holds the back of his head in pain!

REX CALIBER: The concussion! The concussion, Martinez, Steele took one shot to the head and bam!

ROB MARTINEZ: Derrick Steele is competing against doctor’s orders, and it just may cost him! Phoenix is not a man I’d ever want to fight against with a
damn concussion! Not that I would ever fight him.

REX CALIBER: Hell, I wouldn’t want to fight him if I had a damn concussion. Also, I’m retired and it’s AWESOME. But this match lookin’ bad for the World
Champion!

Jake Phoenix isn’t the kind of guy to show mercy, so he grabs an arm, twists, and short-arms Steele to the canvas viciously. Jake backs into the ropes,
legdrop across the face! Jake wants more, but suddenly Paul Jarvis is in the ring on Steele. Jake snarls at him, but Jarvis tagged himself in on Jake’s
back when he hit the ropes! Phoenix grumbles but exits, and now Paul Jarvis in the ring with the World Champion! He waits for Steele to get up, delivers
a southpaw european uppercut. Steele staggers, but then gets DDTed to the canvas. Oh no, another impact on the concussed nogging. Jarvis has the man down,
what’s this? Looking for a submission hold! Bow and Arrow lock applied! That works the back, not the injured head, what’s Jarvis’ game? Steele in pain
— flips over! Lands on top of Jarvis, one, two, kick-out by the newcomer.

Steele gets up, throws a couple shots, but Jarvis cuts him off with a kick to knee to the gut. Elbow to the back of the head, Steele drops down. He crawls
on his hands and knees, holding the head, but Jarvis pulls him back. He sticks the head between his legs and jumps up and down, impact all on Steele’s

head! Steele down, and then… CAMEL CLUTCH! The pain and the concussion, this isn’t a good combination! Steele’s head must be spinning!

ROB MARTINEZ: Could you imagine if Paul Jarvis made the world champion TAP OUT?

REX CALIBER: Talk about making a statement!

It’s too much for Nick Everhardt! He runs in the ring and like a flash, wraps up Jarvis and delivers the Kobashi Special! That’s one way to break up a hold!
The referee tells Everhardt that he has to tag in, Everhardt gets out and starts stomping the canvas, trying to rally the world champion. It’s all on the
line here! Jarvis is down, Steele is down! Jarvis looking goggly, but he tags in Jake Phoenix! Steele looking for the tag, crowd wants it… but Jake grabs
the leg and pulls him back. Jake pulls Derrick Steele up — Steele fights! Trying to fight out! Hits the ropes SNAP POWERSLAM PHOENIX! Huge impact! Cover,
one, two, Steele kicks out!

ROB MARTINEZ: In an ordinary REBEL tag match, it would be all four men going all at once, everybody legal. But this is classic rules, and Derrick Steele
has been in there far, far too long! He needs to tag Nick Everhardt desperately!

REX CALIBER: Paul Jarvis had something on, Martinez! The guy is a cock loud-mouth and I can’t stand his face, but look what’s happened. Steele and Everhardt
like to play fair, even in REBEL rules, but this is working right in Jarvis and Phoenix’ favor! You team up the God and the Devil, and this is what you
get.

ROB MARTINEZ: Paul Jarvis calls himself “The Miracle Worker,” but Steele is the one who looks like he needs a miracle right now!

Phoenix nudges a clearly pained Steele with his steel-toe, snorting. He roughly hauls Steele up and throws some forearms to the face, no doubt jarring his
concussed cranium. He grabs Steele by the throat and literally throws the man like a sack of potatoes into the corner! Charge BOOM. Big lariat in the corner.
Steele had nowhere to go, and he just sags down in the corner. Jake Phoenix pulls the man up and now Jarvis wants the tag. Phoenix snorts, then just lets
Steele go. “You want him, he’s all *BLEEP* yours.” Jake tags out, here comes Jarvis! He parades around the ring drawing massive heel heat, then comes in
to grab Steele INSIDE CRADLE! ONE! TWO! Jarvis kicks out!

ROB MARTINEZ: Jarvis is far, far too cocky for my liking.

REX CALIBER: He almost paid for it right there with that Inside Cradle from Steele, but — damn!

ROB MARTINEZ: Oh and Paul Jarvis with a brutal, sadistic kick to the head of Derrick Steele. Steele is going to need medical attention after this contest!
What kind of condition will be in going into his next title defense?

REX CALIBER: Martinez, it might be worse than that! Derrick Steele might not even be able to defend the belt after this kind of abuse. That would blow!
Jarvis WHIPS Steele into the corner and CHARGES in— jumping double knees right to the face of Steele! Good God! Steele slumps out, cover one, two, he
gets a shoulder up. Steele tries to call towards Nick Everhardt, who desperately wants a tag… Jarvis grabs the leg! ANKLE LOCK! Steele yells out, but
Jarvis lets go? Grabs it again, wait, Steele turns around and shoves Jarvis off! Steele so close to the tag, but Paul Jarvis shoots over him and shoves
Everhardt off the ring apron! Steele gets up, there’s nobody to tag. Jarvis comes in, irish whip — REVERSED BY THE CHAMPION! He tries a clothesline,
Jarvis ducks around and slaps on a SLEEPER HOLD!

REX CALIBER: This could be it right here! That cuts off the cartoid artery, cutting off the blood to the brain, and that’s exactly what Derrick Steele,
with that concussion, can’t survive!

ROB MARTINEZ: This could be it right here, my God! Nick Everhardt trying to rally the crowd behind Derrick Steele but maybe, to no avail!

Steele is trying to fight out, but Jarvis has it locked on with a maniacal expression. Steele trying to walk to the ropes, no dice. And then, he begins
to fade.

The referee grabs his arm, lifts it. It drops… once.

Jarvis yells for the ref to check him!

Referee lifts Steele’s arm again…

it drops TWICE.

ROB MARTINEZ: If that arm drops once more, this match is over! And I don’t see how Derrick Steele can change that!

The referee lifts the arm once more…

it drops…

NO!

Steele’s arm is shaking! He keeps it from dropping and begins to get the last-ditch life into his body! Jarvis shakes his head back and forth, “NO! WHAT?!
NO!” Steele finally drops down, JAWBREAKER breaks the hold! Jarvis is up, but rushes back onto the weary Steele — Diamond Derrick nails him! Hooks up
—

BRAINBUSTAHHHHH DAAAAAAANGEROUS!

BOTH MEN ARE DOWN! CROWD CHANTING! “LET’S GO STEELE! LET’S GO STEELE!” Referee begins his ten count… both men down! Jarvis is starting to get up! He goes
to tag Phoenix… makes it! Steele not quite here, Jake grabs his leg — SUPERMAN DIVE! STEELE TAGS IN NICK EVERHARDT!

ROB MARTINEZ: NICK EVERHARDT IS A HOUSEAFIRE!

Phoenix gets a ROARING ELBOW! Jarvis charges in, ROARING ELBOW! Phoenix comes for more, Everhardt with a leg lariat! Jarvis in, LEG LARIAT! He grabs the
similar sized Paul Jarvis and delivers WELCOME TO HOUSTON MOTHERF**CKER! Jarvis rolls out of the ring, holding his back in pain! Phoenix is up in a corner,
Everhardt with a CHARGING FOREARM! WHAM! Phoenix is staggered, but not down. Everhardt gets distance, charges AGAIN — Phoenix gets the boot up! Everhardt
goes down, Phoenix hits the ropes for a clothesline… ducked! SCHOOL BOY! ONE! TWO! Phoenix comes in, another counter by Everhardt, LUNGBLOWER! Holy hell!
He covers ONE, TWO, TH kick-out by Phoenix again!

On the apron, Steele is holding his head, but he extends his hand out. The champion wanting to prove just WHY he is the champion. Everhardt tags out! Phoenix
takes a double knee to the gut, then Everhardt and Steele hit the ropes JARVIS! Paul Jarvis pulls Everhardt by the legs, snapping him down to the canvas!
He drags him out, into the post! Everhardt goes down in a heap! In the ring Steele continued to charge in, but Phoenix CATCHES HIM! GOOZLE…

CHOKESLAM!

The world champion is down, but Phoenix isn’t done. THROAT CUT! He hauls up Steele, the world champion flipped upside down — wait a second, Jarvis just
tagged in on Phoenix’s back! But Phoenix still has Steele — oh no, oh no TOMBSTONE! TOMBSTONE! RIGHT ON THE CONCUSSED HEAD! Phoenix grabs the arms for
the cover, he’s not legal, but NICK EVERHARDT doesn’t know that! He breaks up the pin! Clothesline to Phoenix both men go over the top! Wait a minute!
Paul Jarvis hooks a leg on Diamond Derrick, ONE, TWO, NOT LIKE THIS, THREE! It’s … OVER?

JENNY JERSEY: Here are your winners… JAKE PHOENIX AND PAUL JARVIS!

ROB MARTINEZ: What did we just see? Jake Phoenix had Derrick Steele down for the count, but Paul Jarvis stole the fall! He just pinned the World champion!
REX CALIBER: I wouldn’t want to make an enemy of Jake Phoenix two matches into my REBEL career hey whoa whoa!

ROB MARTINEZ: Paul Jarvis just slithered out of the ring… wait a minute, he’s got the WORLD TITLE! What the hell is he — Jarvis is getting the hell
out of dodge with the world title! Now ANOTHER guy who is not the champion has the belt!

REX CALIBER: Phoenix and Everhardt are going at it WATCH OUT!

ROB MARTINEZ: Nick Everhardt thrown into the front row, oh my gosh! Jake Phoenix is trying to figure out what just happened… we are out of time! Paul
Jarvis has a Carolinas title shot, Phoenix has another World Title shot, but Paul Jarvis just stole the world title BELT… and… what a chaotic finish!
What does it all mean? For Rex Caliber, this is Rob Martinez saying good night!

Jake Phoenix gets back in the ring. The referee is helping Diamond Derrick out, his eyes are glazed over, he doesn’t know where he is. Jarvis holds the
world title belt up at the entrance way… Jake Phoenix gives him the look of death from the ring.

And then lightning flashes, thunder rumbles, and the skies open up, pouring rain down onto the fans and wrestlers! It’s a mad scramble to get out of there
as Phoenix stands tall in the ring… this show ended up with more questions then answers, and the ending seems only fitting.

Fade out!