March Madness 2009 03/03/2009

03/03/2009
The scene is set, Grady Cole Center, Charlotte, North Carolina. There is a full moon out as people

slowly make their way inside. Even though the temperature
reads twenty-eight degrees, fans are drinking and partying in the parking lot like it was seventy. Mac is looking around. The first person Mac spies is
Jacob Venar a.k.a. Bird of Prey. He is signing an autograph for a lucky kid at ringside. Mac passes Jacob and pats him on the back. Fans quickly rush over
to get a photo opportunity. As Mac walks backstage he passes The Time Warp Duo stretching. Mac quickly drops to his knees to pour a little bowl of Scotch
for the Captain. He also takes the time to give a vote of confidence to both Chad and SBK. As Mac makes his way back to the dressing room he passes a few
lucky fans with backstage passes. He quickly poses for another photo and then signs a few shirts and magazines. As Mikey and Everhardt walk by he stops
them for a group photo for the fans. Tension suddenly builds as Vincent Black and Bubba J push their way by and flip off the little group. They walk inside
a room and slam the door shut. Soon I don’t wanna stop by Ozzy Osbourne booms throughout the building.

FANS: REBEL RULZ, REBEL RULZ, REBEL RULZ

Mac peeks his head out of the curtain. He watches as a few fans quickly grab nachos and REBEL DVD’s and make a mad dash for the seats.

Jenny Jersey makes her way to the center of the ring.

JENNY JERSEY: Let the madness begin! LET REBEL REIGN!

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Jenny Jersey is in the ring fixing to announce the first match when ‘My Old Kentucky Home’ by Nappy Roots signals the arrival of the Bluegrass Mafia 2.0.
The crowd may not go as wild for the two Kurtis brothers and Lyndsey Valentine as they do for the show but there is a good pop for the Kentucky trio. Matthew
Kurtis still looks a little uncomfortable with the overwhelming support of the fans but Jonothan has no such problem as he soaks in the cheers and Lyndsey
as well seems to welcome the goodwill of the fans. They make their way down to the ring, Jonothan and Lyndsey exchange high fives and handshakes with the
crowd. Surprisingly Matt even joins in albeit only a couple. They get to ringside and Matt climbs up the steps as Jonothan slides in under the ropes. As
Matt holds the ropes open for Lyndsey, Jonny goes to each corner and climbing the turnbuckles encourages the crowd to cheer louder. Jenny , who was interrupted
several times last show, seems not overly disturbed by the presence of the BGM. Jonny gives Jenny a look of open appreciation as he, his brother, and Lyndsey
walk over to her. For her part Jenny seems not to mind the attention form Jonothan. Jon puts his hand over the mic so we can’t hear what’s being said as
they chat. Jenny giggles and blushes a little before handing the mic over to Jonothan and exiting the ring through the ropes held open by Matthew. With
the BGM finally alone in the ring Jonothan, surprisingly, begins to talk first

JONOTHAN KURTIS: That’s right everyone it’s the moment you’ve all been waiting for the BGM is in the house. Now y’all may be saying to yourselves …J-Kurt
you and “the Big Cat Daddy” ain’t booked tonight so why are you here? Good question. You see the BGM doesn’t wait to be told what we can do we do what
we want when we want to do it. And we wanted to be here at the Grady Cole Center tonight to watch the REBEL World Tag Team Title match between the Great
Alaskan Ninja and the Time Warp Duo. We are very interested in the outcome of that match because as a contender to the Tag Title Championship we get one
of the next shots at whoever walks or most likely limps out of here tonight as the champs. You see we opened a lot of eyes last week and we proved that
we belong in the upper echelon here in REBEL we took the Time Warp Duo as well as Everhardt and Massacre to the limit. We didn’t win, that glory went to
our bro Chad and our bud Billy. So even though we wish them luck tonight don’t forget guys if you beat the GAN tonight we get one of the first cracks at
the belts. Well that’s my spiel for the night, Big brother you got anything to say?

Jonothan hands the mic over to his brother

MATTHEW KURTIS: Yeah I might have a thing or two to get off my chest. Jonny wanted to talk about what will happen in the future when we get our deserved
tag team title match but I want to talk about what won’t happen here tonight. And what won’t happen here tonight is the “Extreme Elite” getting involved
in each other’s matches. In my time back I’ve gotten sick to my stomach at the antics of these four jackasses. They run roughshod over REBEL lately and
that is unacceptable. I know that REBEL prides ourselves in being some of the toughest sonsabitches on the planet and rightfully so. That’s way watching
the “EE” lay down for Bubba J and help him get his shot at SBK’s World Championship is so sad . But I’m not going to into details about what everybody
already knows about. In fact I’ll make this short and sweet so we can go on with the action. We are here tonight to make damned sure that the “EE” stays
out of each other’s matches, just like I said before it won’t happen and I mean that. And how can I be so sure it won’t happen…well, let’s put it this
way Jonny ain’t in our ring gear for nothing. And before you ask, no we don’t have permission to do what we came to do and we don’t care. It’s like Chad’s
been saying it’s time REBEL banded together to fight back against the Extreme Elite and if the Show is willing to lead then the Bluegrass BadAss and the
Bluegrass Heart-Throb are willingly to follow. So Chad, Billy, and MacCulloch y’all just have to worry about your opponents in the ring tonight. That being
said Jonny, Lynds let’s go get ready.

My Old Kentucky Home starts playing again as the BGM v2.0 leave the ring and head back to the locker-room to get ready for a fight if not a match.

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JENNY JERSEY: The following match is set for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit. The winner of this match will receive a future Carolinas Title
shot.

“Pulse of the Maggots” by Slipknot queues up and from the back walks Jack Steele, to a sort of blank reaction. The Rebel Pro fans don’t know what to think
about him.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first from Edmonton Alberta Canada, he stands at six feet two inches and weighed in at two hundred and ten pounds… “THE MASTER
OF DISASTER” JACK STEELE!

Still no reaction, none at all the Rebel fans will reserve their judgement for his later actions. Jack climbs into the ring not paying any attention to
the crowd, but intent on winning his first match here in Rebel Pro.

“Shadow of the Season” by Screaming Trees queues up and the fans begin to boo immediately. They have never seen this man here in Rebel Pro but may have
seen him in other promotions. But either way, they didn’t like his manager’s words this past week.

JENNY JERSEY: From London England, he stands at six feet two inches and weighs in at two hundred and thirty-five pounds. He is escorted to the ring by Fantastic
Andy Strickland… DEREK STEPHEN TAYLOR!

No cheers, just boos for the British Technician as him and his manager make their way to the ring and into the squared circle. Fantastic Andy holds the
ropes for Taylor as he wipes the grime off the bottom of his boots on the apron and gets into the ring. Fantastic Andy gets off the apron and holds his
potted plant near.

“Essence of Wounds” by Lamented Souls queues up and the crowd cheers a bit for this newcomer. Some of them might remember his former federation, but the
cheers are mainly coming for him kicking his drug addiction. Derrick Daze walks from the back with a look of determination on his face.

JENNY JERSEY: From Jefferson City, Missouri he stands at five feet ten inches and weighs in at one hundred and eighty-five pounds… DERRICK DAZE!

Derrick makes his way down to ringside and rolls under the bottom rope to stand in a corner awaiting the beginning of the match. He looks at his opponents
ready to fight if he has too, but content to wait on the opening bell.

“Stranglehold” by Ted Nugent queues up and the crowd goes ballistic. Calgary Jim walks from the back and looks to be shocked at the ovation, he blushes
slightly but not much of it is seen.

JENNY JERSEY: From Calgary Alberta Canada, he stands at six feet three inches and weighed in at two hundred and sixty-four pounds… CALGARY JIM!

The crowd is loving this guy because he is against NAPW. They like NAPW but doesn’t have enough bloodshed and hardcore action for their liking; most of
them anyways. Calgary Jim gets into the ring and looks at his four opponents, but seems to be concentrating on Jack Steele.

DING DING DING

The four men stand each in a corner staring at each other. The Rebel crowd is ready for either a fight or some wrestling. The four men are doing nothing.
Jack lunges for Jim, Derrick lunges for the other Derek. Two lockups and two battles of strengths. Taylor with a go behind into a German suplex, and Jack
Steele with a right hand to Jim’s temple. Jack with another right and Jim with a right hand of his own; these two are fighting in the corner. Derek Taylor
and Derrick Daze are locked up in a sort of technical match of their own. Daze with a side headlock on Taylor and the British technician with an untechnical
thumb to the eyes and a grin as he stands up to his feet. Taylor lifts Daze up to his own feet and slaps him across the face and into the corner. All four
men are fighting in a corner. Jack with a knife edge chop to the chest and Jim bends backwards over the top turnbuckle. Jack with a running start and Jim
with a back body drop up and over the ropes to the outside. Jack Steele lands in a crumpled heap on the concrete. Jim quickly follows him to the outside.
In the ring now Taylor with a face rake and a stiff kick to Daze’s right knee. Daze with a block on the kick and a knife edge chop to Taylor’s exposed throat.
Taylor clutches at his throat and Daze dives from the bottom rope with a flying clothesline taking the man from Britain down to the mat. The technician
knows how to brawl as well and these two are doing a great job of that. Daze with a right hand, Taylor with a right of his own. They are rolling around
on the canvas just throwing punches. The crowd is loving it, yeah they like a technical match, but they want fighting and that is exactly what they are
getting. Daze with a effective uppercut to Taylor who has rolled on top of him. Taylor falls to the side and Daze rolls him on over and they spill to the
outside and on the concrete.

On the outside of the ring Jim has picked up Jack Steele Irish whipping him into the hard metal ring post. Jack’s forehead bounces off the metal with a
thunk right into a full nelson slam by Calgary Jim. The crowd is behind Jim, they don’t like NAPW much either, too technical for these blood thirsty savages.
Jim is standing over Jack’s unconscious body when Jack hits Jim in the back of the knee and Calgary Jim stumbles forward over Jack. Jim is falling, having
been caught off-guard, and falls right onto Jack’s uplifted knee. The force of the blow causes Jim to stand back up and allows Jack get back up to his
knees. Rapid fire right and left hand combo into Jim’s midsection, doubling him over. Jack stands up and delivers a standing dropkick to the top of Jim’s
head forcing him backwards into the metal guardrailing.

On the other side of the ring Daze with a right hand to Taylor, he blocks it delivering a lifted knee into Daze’s manhood; the furry of fists stops as Daze
clutches at his hurting balls. Taylor rolls him over to his back and digs under the ring, Fantastic Andy taps him on the shoulder and Taylor looks up ready
to throw a punch. Fantastic Andy hands him a piece of chain that Taylor begins to wrap around the unprotesting Daze. Taylor begins to choke the life out
of the rehabilitated Derrick Daze. Daze begins to drum his heels on the concrete and flails his hands wildly behind him trying to break the hold. His thumb
makes contact with Taylor’s eyes and the chain is loosened, but the links have dug into his skin leaving a vicious red mark on his skin. Taylor is holding
his eyes, trying to wipe the water out of his face and Andy hands him a kleenex for the job to be done better. Daze is up clotheslining Taylor to the ground.
Andy begins to back away, but Daze is following him, Andy threatens the plotted plant, but Daze seems unaffected. Taylor is up and has gotten a steel chair
from ringside, he stalks behind Daze. From around the corner Calgary Jim is running, having been Irish whipped by Jack Steele, and nails Taylor with an
opportunistic clothesline. The clothesline causes Taylor to fall into Daze, causing Daze to fall into Fantastic Andy Strickland. Taylor, Daze, and Andy
are all on the ground.

Jim looks to be pleased with himself at making the best out of a bad situation, he picks up the steel chair. *WHAM!* Jack Steele using some steel and nails
Calgary Jim with a wrench used to set up the ring; Jim goes down in a heap. Daze is getting back up to his feet and Jack nails him with the wrench as well,
Daze goes down in a crumpled heap as well, blood trickling down his neck. Jack stands over the fallen Daze, steel chain wrapped around his throat and he
begins to choke quickly, his face turning a scary shade of red. He swings the wrench backwards, Taylor ducks it. He swings again and again Taylor ducks
it. Jack is beginning to lose the fight to stay vertical and falls to one knee; his other knee. Taylor is tightening the chain around the neck, is he trying
to kill Jack Steele? *THWACK!* Jim nails Taylor in the back with a steel chair, again, and the chain is loosened. Taylor falls to the concrete and Jack
Steele is on his hands and knees trying to get his breath. *THWACK!* a chair shot to the back of Steele’s body. Blood is trickling down Jim’s face and
the back of his neck from the wrench shot from Jack only moments earlier.

Daze rolls Taylor into the ring, but Jim catches his ankle before he can roll in himself. Daze gets out looking pissed off at this victory being taken away
from him. Daze with a right hand to Jim, one right back from Jim. These two good guys are going at blows both wanting the win in their first match here
in Rebel Pro. Meanwhile, Jack Steele has gotten into the ring and lifts Derek Stephen Taylor up to his feet. On the outside Daze and Jim are still trading
fists like this is a fight in a schoolyard, neither man giving an inch and neither man really gaining any inches either. Inside the ring, Jack throws some
right hands into Taylor’s face and lifts him onto the top turnbuckle for a top rope superplex. He jumps off with the Power Drop onto the mat. He covers.
One… Two…– Daze and Calgary Jim both leap in to stop the count. Jack is groggy from the double break up that Jim and Daze did to him, but that quickly
turns to anger as he tries for a double clothesline. Double back body drop and Jack is sent to the mat; he rolls over and goes for another. Another double
back body drop, him falling across the still unconscious body of Taylor. Daze and Jim look at each other and actually give each other a high five. Then,
they begin to trade fists again. Daze with a side headlock, Jim with a side slam onto Daze. Jim goes for a quick cover.

One… Tw– Jack with a stomp to the head, breaking it up quickly. Taylor is up now and sees an opportunity to hurt someone in Derrick Daze. Taylor whips
Daze into the ropes, Fantastic Andy Strickland there with the potted plant smashing it into the back of Daze’s head. Jim with a boot to Jack’s gut and
the Jim Jam. Calgary makes the cover.

One…

Daze falls into the waiting arms of Taylor… British Pound!

Two…

Taylor spins around and dives for to break up the pin.

Three!

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: Winner of the opening match and getting a shot at the Carolinas title… CALGARY JIM!

The crowd is wild for this match or either they are wild for the next match; either way, this crowd is wild! Jenny stands beside the ring getting ready
to introduce the next match, but after last week, is leery of getting interrupted again; she decides it is ok. She climbs into the ring, much to the enjoyment
of the male fans in the crowd. She seems to notice as she smiles and smoothes down her Rebel Pro shirt and tight blue jeans.

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“Lonely Train” by Black stone Cherry ambushed the corridors of the Grady Cole Center once again as the swindling duo of Chris Sparx and Mark Kingston enter
the building in Charlotte. The crowd actually seems to be enjoying their presence, to the surprise of the Soldiers of the Apocalypse. A chorus of boos
are heard, but not as many as usual.

Mark Kingston, the mutton chops and bullet-proof vest in full effect, slowly lifts his legs over the top rope and snatches the microphone away from Jenny
Jersey, who is still upset from the interrupting affair at REBEL Underground and sporting a frown. Chris Sparx makes his way up the ring steps and into
the ring, joining Kingston in the center.

The crowd begins chanting, some for the Soldiers of the Apocalypse and other against them, but their chanting nevertheless. Kingston begins to speak, but
smirks when the crowd becomes ravenous in disrespect. Finally, after a moment to cool his jets, Kingston begins.

MARK KINGSTON: Last week, we managed to dethrone the team called The Young Leons. Last week we also managed to dilute them so much that they even had to
turn on one another and all of their happy little fans were so outraged. Well, let me be the first to tell you, life isn’t fair. You all do not get what
your want in the end because your too afraid or too weak to take it!

Immediately the building fills will boos and Kingston and Sparx smile, revealing their true hatred for the beings. Kingston lets out a laugh that further
enrages the fans, but eventually they manage to die down enough for Mark to continue.

MARK KINGSTON: You see, you guys have been on the wrong side all along. We paid out the dues and The Young Leons paid theirs. Unfortunately for them, their
dues were in the red and they had to be destroyed. Yet, do not fear, because the better and more dominant tag team stands before you tonight!

Before the crowd can begin again, Kingston hands the microphone to Chris Sparx, who immediately begins on his own rant.

CHRIS SPARX: Look guys, I know it can be tough, but grow some damn balls and get over your puny little selves! We are the only chance you have at survival
and we are the only way you will ever make it out of the apocalypse alive. It is coming, do not think wrong, because it truly is.

The crowd is not buying into their crap at all and is making their opinions known tonight. The few fans who formerly cheered during their entrance have
also began booing the Soldiers and no one in the Grady Cole Center is happy.

CHRIS SPARX: I know, I know, you need proof. So tonight, we will give you that proof. Last week, Nick Everhardt and Mikey Massacre were dominant in their
match, but they failed. On the other hand, we did not. So tonight, we will prove to you that an apocalypse is coming by destroying the Everhardt-Massacre
alliance forever and once again establish ourselves as the dominant tag team in the entire world!

Sparx suddenly drops the microphone and the audience riots, a few fans attempting to jump the barricade, but security manages to drop and dispose of them
before they can make an appearance. Inside the ring, Soldiers of the Apocalypse are raising their arms in triumph, Mark’s sunglasses glittering off the
bright lights. Finally, they exit the ring and walk to the back amongst a chorus of boos and flying trash. Jenny leans up from the corner she was in and
picks up the microphone from the canvas.

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The REBEL crowd begins to stir as they eagerly watch officials place small metal buckets under each one of the bottom turnbuckles. It doesn’t take a brain
surgeon to figure out what’s in each of those buckets.

The ever lovely ring announcer steps into the ring and smiles as she speaks into the house mic.

JENNY JERSEY: This next match is your 10,000 thumbtack match and it is for the REBEL World Heavyweight Championship!

The raucous REBEL crowd explodes at the thought of the upcoming violence!

“Alcohol” by Dropkick Murphys hits the speakers and the crowd turns up the heat for the man who emerges from the back.

JENNY JERSEY: Coming to the ring first, he hails from Lenox, GA and weighs in at two-hundred and fifty pounds, he is a former REBEL World Champion, “THE
RAGIN’ REDNECK” BUBBA J!

Bubba J ambles down to ringside ignoring the fans along the way. He passes a fan who screams “BUBBA YOU SUCK!!!” at the top of her lungs. Bubba J gives
her the white trash middle finger and climbs into the ring. Bubba J inspects the bucket nearest to him and smiles.

“The Art of Dying” by Gojira blasts through the speakers and the crowd erupts!

JENNY JERSEY: And introducing the REBEL World Champion, he hails from Calgary, Alberta by way of Windsor, Ontario and weighs in at two-hundred and forty-one
pounds… “SICK” BILLY KRYENIK!

Billy steps out from the back and gets a hero’s ovation from the crowd. His rabbit is absent but he’s got the REBEL World Title clasped tightly in his hand.
He storms down towards the ring and Bubba J rolls out to meet him!

Billy drops the Championship belt to the ground and catches Bubba J coming in with a stiff right hand! The referee calls for the bell as the two men trade
rights and lefts in the aisle way!

DING DING DING

A rake to the face from Billy and Bubba J is momentarily blinded! The Champ grabs his challenger and slings him over the guardrail and into the crowd! Security
rushes in and shoves the fans away from where Bubba J landed. Kryenik climbs over the railing and reaches down to pull Bubba to his feet. Bubba J grabs
a cup of beer sitting next to him, whirls around and splashes it into the face of Kryenik. Bubba J gets up and rushes Billy crushing him against the guard
rail with a shoulder tackle.

Heavy right hand to the skull of Billy. Another rocks back the champs head. Bubba J walks away from the stunned Kryenik and picks up a metal folding chair.
He turns to smack Billy with it, but it gets kicked back into his face from the angry champion! Billy rips the chair away from Bubba J and cracks it across
the skull of the challenger! Bubba J staggers back and takes another brutal chair shot to the head! Kryenik steps away from Bubba J, measures him and takes
a running shot at the Ragin’ Redneck. CRUNK! Bubba J is knocked off his feet and he tumbles backwards over a row of chairs! Billy hands the dented chair
to a lucky fan, kicks away the pile of chairs Bubba J knocked over and pulls the former champ up to his feet. Bubba J digs a thumb into the eye of Billy
causing a break. Scoop and a slam onto the hard floor from Bubba J!

Bubba J shakes his head to try and clear the cobwebs as Kryenik lays on the floor clutching his back. With a smirk, Bubba J starts to pushes the chairs
into a pile. Kryenik is getting to his feet and takes a boot to the side of the head that puts him back on the floor. Bubba J continues to pile chair together
and turns to pull Billy up when he’s satisfied that his mountain of chairs is sufficient. Bubba has Billy up to his feet and goes for a suplex! Billy blocks
it! Again Bubba tries for the suplex and again it’s blocked! Billy spins around with Bubba J and hits his own suplex onto the mountain of chairs! Bubba
J screams out in pain as he crashes through the chairs and smacks off the floor. Billy knocks some of the chairs off of Bubba and begins to rain down hard
right hands onto the challenger!

Bubba J is pulled to his feet and is lead towards the guardrail to where Billy tosses him over. Kryenik climbs over after him and tosses back the ring apron.
With a loud cheer Kryenik pulls out a table from under the ring! Billy positions the table as a bridge. One end resting on the ring apron and the other
on the edge of the guardrail. Billy turns around to grab Bubba but the damn redneck is ready for him by nailing a lowblow! Bubba J grabs an arm and whips
Kryenik into the ring steps! With Billy laying on the floor dazed, Bubba J reaches into the ring and grabs one of the metal buckets! With a loud cheer
Bubba J splashes the bucketful of tacks across the table! Billy is getting back to his feet and Bubba J advances on him, bucket in hand. Kick to the gut
of Bubba J! Billy wrenches the bucket away from Bubba and smacks it across the head of the redneck!

Billy tosses away the dented bucket, grabs Bubba J and rolls him into the ring. Kryenik slides inside and pulls Bubba J to his feet. Bubba J is shot into
the ropes and takes creamy taste of Hot Salvation! Kryenik walks over to a near corner, grabs a bucket and dumps its contents of tacks onto the mat! Bubba
J is pulling himself to his feet when he’s grabbed and shot into the ropes once more. Back body drop onto the pile of tacks! The crowd groans as Bubba
J springs to his feet, his back covered with dozens of sharp gleaming tacks. Bubba J spins around and walks into a scoop slam back onto the tacks! Bubba
J rolls out of the ring and the crowd is going nuts! Billy slides out and clubs Bubba J from behind with a forearm across the back.

Bubba J drops to his knees but never stops trying to pull the tacks from his back and forearms. Again Kryenik throws back the ring apron and this time pulls
out a baseball bat covered with barbed wire! Bubba J sees Kryenik out of the corner of his eye and tackles him to the floor with a modified spear. Bubba
J straddles Billy, pulls the barbed wire baseball bat from his hand and grinds it across the face of the champion! Kryenik screams in pain as his forehead
is sliced open by the sharp barbs. Blood pours like a faucet from Billy and Bubba J finally pulls off of him. Billy sits up and a pool of blood runs down
his face and onto his chest. Bubba J steps behind him and again grinds the barbed wire into the head of Kryenik! Bubba J is actually laughing as the barbs
slice apart Billy. Bubba J tosses the barbed wire bat into the ring, pulls Kryenik to his feet and rolls him into the ring.

Bubba J slides into ring and pulls a bloody Kryenik to his feet. Bubba J hoists Billy up onto his shoulder and nails a running powerslam onto the tacks!
This time it’s Billy who is writhing in pain as his back is covered in the sharp tacks! Bubba J actually goes for the first cover of the match!

One!

Two!

Billy kicks out! Bubba doesn’t seem to mind though. He gets to his feet and pulls Billy up with him. Right hand from Billy! Another right hand from Billy
staggers a surprised Bubba J! A third right hand causes Bubba J to releases his grip on the champion! A bloody Kryenik hits the ropes. Spinebuster from
Bubba J!

One!

Two!

Thr-NO!!

Kryenik kicks out at the last second!

This time Bubba J does look shocked. He gets to his feet and heads towards another metal bucket full of tacks. Kryenik is slowly getting to his feet as
Bubba J advances on him. Bubba dumps out the tacks in front of Billy and tosses the bucket out into the crowd. Bubba J grabs Billy’s head and attempts
to hit a piledriver! Billy blocks it and drops to a knee. Bubba J is back dropped to the mat by Billy! Kryenik scoops up a handful of tacks, turns around
and shoves them into the mouth of the challenger! A right hand from Billy and a mouthful of tacks fly out of a bloody mouth of Bubba J! Billy grabs Bubba
and leads him over towards the side of the ring where the tack covered table has been set up. Billy gets under Bubba J and hoists him up onto the top turnbuckle.
Billy wipes away blood that’s pooling into his eyes and then climbs up to meet Bubba J!

Both men teeter on the top of the turnbuckle and it looks like Kryenik is trying to suplex Bubba J from the top rope out onto the table outside. Headbutt
from Bubba J! Another headbutt and blood flies everywhere! Suddenly the crowd gasps as BOTH men fall from the top rope and smash through the tack covered
table! A huge “Holy Shit!” chant erupts as both men lay motionless under the remains of the table. The referee rolls out of the ring and pulls away table
debris as both men lay prone on the floor. Several moments go by before they the two start to move and it’s Bubba J who came out of the fall for the better.
He looks at Billy (who is laying under him) and smiles. Tacks are embedded in his forehead. Bubba J slowly gets up and drags Billy up with him. Kryenik
is shoved into the ring and is followed in by Bubba J. Bubba drapes an arm across Billy as the referee counts.

One!

Two!

Thr-No!!

Billy gets a shoulder up!

Bubba J shouts obscenities at the referee for a “slow count” and then gets to his feet. Bubba J pulls Kryenik to his feet and goes for his Trailer Park
Trash! Kryenik shoves him off into the ropes and drops him with a hooking clothesline! Kryenik looks to have gained a second wind as he drops a leg across
the throat of Bubba J! Billy wipes blood out of his eyes and then pulls a screwdriver out of his boot! Bubba J tries to block Billy but is a second to
late as Kryenik jabs the screwdriver into the flesh of Bubba J’s forehead! Billy is digging the screwdriver into the forehead of Bubba J and the blood
is flowing freely. Bubba J manages to wrestle away the screwdriver from Kryenik but the champ is far from done. Kryenik rolls Bubba J onto his belly and
rubs his face on a mat covered with tacks!

Billy gets to his feet and stumbles over towards the corner. As Billy pulls himself up to the top turnbuckle, a bloody and tack covered Bubba J rolls over
onto his back. Diving headbutt from Billy onto The Ragin’ Redneck! A cover!

One!

Two!

Bubba J kicks out!

The crowd deflates as they were sure Billy had the match won. Billy shakes his head and blood spatters the mat around him. Billy grabs Bubba J and starts
to pull him to his feet. Trailer Park Trash! The crowd goes nuts as The Ragin’ Redneck hit the finisher from nowhere! Bubba J rolls Billy over and drapes
an arm over him.

One!

Two!

Three!

The crowd is stunned! Bubba J rolls away from Billy and lays on the mat bloodied and tack covered!

JENNY JERSEY: The winner of the 10,000 tack match and the NEEEEEEEEEEEEW REBEL World Heavyweight Champion…”The Ragin’ Redneck” Bubba J!

The referee lays the Championship belt next to Bubba J and he pulls it close to him. Billy tries to sit up but collapses back down to the mat.

Bubba J is once again the face of REBEL. Bubba J stands, the title belt in hand, and raises it high up over his head. He hits the corner and raises the
belt high up for the crowd, who does anything but cheer. He climbs down and out of the ring and over to a fan at ringside who was not booing and the fan
hands him a beer, the redneck drains it in one swallow as he stares into the ring at Billy Kryenik.

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JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and gentlemen, due to the thumbtack match previously, we are going to take a five minute intermission to clean up the debris from
this match.

The cleanup crew hurries down to ringside to begin cleaning up the tacks and other debris from the World Title match. Over the speakers, “Paradise City”
by Guns N Roses play.

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The lovely Jenny Jersey climbs into the ring as “Puppet” by Thousand Foot Krutch plays through out The Grady Cole Center, the ring now cleaned up.

JENNY JERSEY: This match is scheduled for one fall introducing first from Parts Unknown, standing six foot tall and weighing two-hundred and fourteen pounds
…RILEY VEGAS!

Boos rain down on the arrogant Vegas as he makes his way to the ring. He seems to enjoy this response and as he gets to the ring, and after giving Jenny
the eyes, Riley badmouths the crowd as he awaits his opponent. “Puppet” is replaced by “Dope” by Paranoia as Dextro makes his way down the ramp to a decent
reaction from the crowd.

JENNY JERSEY: His opponent from a local boxcar He stands at five feet four inches and weighs one hundred twenty-seven pounds… DEXTRO!

Dextro sprints down to the ring and slides in under the ropes.

Right away Vegas is on the attack stomping on him as the boos rain down. However, Vegas finds his dominance is short lived as Dextro makes it to his feet
and responds with several punches of his own that rocks the bigger Vegas. Dextro throws Riley into the ropes and meets him with a clothesline as he rebounds.
Dex follows up with a few stomps of his own to the fallen Vegas. Dextro helps Vegas to his feet and for his trouble gets a Vegas effect. As Dextro is on
the mat Riley gloats to the crowd. That is a mistake as Dextro is back on his feet and as Vegas turns around, he is planted with a Dexplex. Dextro runs
to the nearest corner and climbs the turnbuckle and launches off with a Dexsault. Dextro covers Vegas.

Referee John Smith drops to the mat to make a count…

ONE…

TWO…

Vegas kicks out and regains his feet. Dex is back on the attack and following a kick in the gut puts down Vegas with a Dexdriver. Vegas is helpless on the
mat as Dextro follows up with a Legdrop. Dextro pulls up Vegas and sends him into the ropes again and catches him with another Dexplex and follows that
up with a Dexsplash. the crowd seems to be getting behind the unlikely Dextro. Riley’s back up and is met with a vicious forearm shot by Dex. Vegas is
reeling as Dex lays into him. Vegas stops Dextro by putting a finger in his eye. As Dex stumbles around blindly, Riley grabs him and sends him into the
ropes and runs to the other ropes hits them himself and catches Dex with a Springboard Spinning Heel Kick. Dex goes down and Riley covers. Here’s the count…
ONE…

TWO…

Dextro kicks out and quickly regains his feet. He beats Vegas up and hits him with a spear. Dextro rains rights to Vegas’s temple. Dextro “helps” Vegas
to his feet and puts him back down with a scoop slam. Vegas crotchshots Dex and then hit’s the ropes to charge Dextro but Dex hit’s a dropkick that puts
down Vegas again. Dex pulls Vegas and knees him in the gut and plants him with a DDT. Dextro quickly follows up with a stomp to the back of Riley’s head.
The fans are really getting behind Dextro as he pounds on the arrogant Vegas. Dex drags Vegas to his feet and lays in several more vicious forearm shots
to his opponents head again. Riley teeters as Dex clotheslines him down. As Vegas falls Dextro quickly grabs his legs and ties him up in his version of
the Texas Cloverleaf that he calls “Pump It”. Vegas fights and tries to claw his way to the ropes but Dextro leans back hard with all of his one hundred
and twenty-seven pounds. Vegas yells out more in frustration than pain but still can’t get out of the wiry Dextro’s grip. Finally after struggling Vegas
gives in and taps out.

JENNY JERSEY: And here is your winner by submission…DEXTRO!

The crowd is loving it and as Dextro is lying there in frustration and a big amount of pain, Dextro begins to remove his boots, Dextro wants his shoes.
Riley kicks backwards and Dextro gets out of the ring, still without any shoes, but closer, so much closer this time.

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12 Stone’s ‘Anthem for the Underdog’ echoes thru the Grady Cole Center and the fans are getting ready to witness some more blood shed as Jenny Jersey makes
climbs back into the ring as the ‘Bird of Prey’ makes his way down the entrance ramp…

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first from British Columbia, Canada… weighing in at two-hundred and thirty-pounds… BIRD OF PREY!

Little pop from the fans as they have yet to make up their minds about the man from Canada. The crowd goes silent for just a minute before breaking into
jeers as ‘Refuse to be Denied’ by Anthrax starts up and Cash makes his way up the ramp.

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent! From Boston, Massachusetts… weighing in at two-hundred and forty-seven pounds, he is CA$H!

The fans are letting Cash have it. One thing for sure, Cash hasn’t made no friends in the Carolinas… especially not by trying to join the Extreme Elite.
Even if that didn’t work out for him.

The action starts before Cash even makes it to the ring as Venar greets Cash with a baseball slide right in the face to kick off the action. Referee Jimmy
Johnson calls for the bell and this match is now officially off as Cash retaliates with a big right hand knocking Venar to the ground before getting hit
in the head by a rogue popcorn box via one of the fan. Cash turns around and smirks at the fan before turning his attention back to his opponent. But the
Bird of Prey use this time to regroup and catches Cash with a standing dropkick into the security barrier. The fans push Cash back up and Venar busts him
open with the ring bell. Cash is bleeding but he is still fighting. Trying to live by the title of his theme song he isn’t going to be denied at least
night yet as he catches Venar with a right jab and another.

Cash is starting to get some momentum here as he rams the Bird of Prey’s head into the announcer’s table. Referee Jimmy Johnson is trying to get some control,
trying to get both men into the ring but it’s no use. Cash slingshots the Bird of Prey into the steel steps before climbing into the ring and just waiting.
The fans are getting annoyed by Cash just waiting for Venar to get back to his feet and climb to his ring. Finally Venar makes his way into the ring and
is meet with a drop kick for his trouble. Cash get him into a boston crab and just sits back. Jimmy Johnson checks on Venar but he ain’t ready to call
it a day just yet. Venar is trying to reach the ropes and finally does as Johnson calls for the break. Both men are on their feet now trading chops and
right hands. Both men are bleeding. Cash from his head where the ring bell busted him open, Venar just over his left eye where Cash caught him just right.
Neither man will go down finally out of frustration the Bird of Prey digs his thumb into the open cut of Cash and focuses him down to his knees before
sliding out of the ring. Venar reaches out from under the Rebel ring and brings out not one but two tables as the fans go nuts. Cash has managed to get
back to his feet and just as the Bird of Prey stands up one of the 8 foot tables he gets dropkicked through it.

Both men sustained a lot of damage via the high risk move but somehow the Bird of Prey is back to his feet first but Cash isn’t far behind as both men exchange
punches again before Venar reaches back under the ring and gets a steel chair and cracks Cash up side the head with it. Venar then tosses the chair in
the ring. Then drapes a table up and sets it up center ring. Before pulling Cash up by his hair. Cash still has some fight in him as he surprises the Bird
of Prey with a kick to the knee and a stiff uppercut that floors Venar. Cash then attempts a figure four but the Bird of Prey wouldn’t have any of that
as he grabs the chair and delivers a blow to Cash stomach before catching him with a DDT. The Bird of Prey has surprised the fans with his tactics as he
is using a high flyer but tonight he has relied more on weapons then anything else while Cash has seems to hold a little back tonight like he is trying
to take it easy on the Bird of Prey. But no of that really matters as Venar catches Cash with a standing moonsault. Venar sits Cash on to the table and
climbs the ropes he signals for the SMW. If he lands this it is all over.

SPREAD! MY! WINGS! THE COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

JENNY JERSEY: Here is your winner… the Bird of Prey!

BoP celebrates a big win. Another win like that and he could be in line for a shot at Carolinas gold! Ca$h skulks out of the ring and vanishes…

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JENNY JERSEY: Our next match will be a tag team match, scheduled for one fall!

“There she stood in the street
Smiling from her head to her feet
I said ‘Hey, what is this’
Now baby, maybe she’s in need of a kiss”

“All Right Now” by Free cues up. Mikey Massacre, steel chair in hand, emerges from the curtain.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first, from Albuquerque, New Mexico, weighing in at two-hundred and thirty-five pounds… MIKEY MASSACRE!

He appears appropriately medicated, waving his steel chair around and banging his chest like the Mikey we all know and love. He sings along with the song
and so do the fans who are cheering madly for one of their favorite REBEL superstars. Mikey seems to be taking longer than normal, soaking up the cheers
before entering the ring.

“Protest The Hero” cues up. The fast, heavy drums signal the one and only Nick Everhardt, who emerges.

JENNY JERSEY: His tag team partner, from Houston, Texas, weighing in at two-hundred and twenty-seven pounds… NICK EVERHARDT!

Everhardt’s chest is taped up from his attack the week prior. The right side of his face is heavily bruised and there is a bandage on the top of his forehead.
Despite this, he looks focused and determined, acknowledging the fans, but keeping his eyes and mind focused on the match ahead.

“Big train rolling down the line
Makes me lonely
Sometimes I wish to ride away
Sometimes I want to ride away
Yeah”

“Lonely Train” by Black Stone Cherry hits the speakers as Chris Sparx and Mark Kingston emerge from the curtain.

Jenny Jersey looks angrily out at the curtains. Reluctantly, she speaks into the microphone. She might hate them for briefly kidnapping her, but she has
a job to do.

JENNY JERSEY: Their opponents… introducing first, from Richmond, Virginia… MARK KINGSTON! His team partner, from Batavia, New York… CHRIS SPARX! At
a combined weight of four-hundred and eighty-seven pounds, they are… THE SOLDIERS OF THE APOCALYPSE!

They’re clad in their usual bullet-proof vests with their name on both their back and their ass. They’re both wearing sunglasses as they proceed to the
ring, debating the coming of the apocalypse with the booing fans. They enter the ring and begin pointing and mocking Everhardt. Everhardt looks about ready
to start the match before the ringing of the bell, but Mikey, who is still holding his steel chair, holds him back. He asks Jenny for the microphone. She
hands it to him, gives the Soldiers a dirty look, then exits the ring.

MIKEY: Thanks, Jenny. Hold on, everyone. I know you are all looking forward to this match, but I gotta say some things first.

MIKEY! MIKEY! MIKEY! MIKEY! MIKEY! MIKEY! MIKEY! MIKEY!

MIKEY: Nick, I see you standing right there, your chest taped up, bruises all over your face, and I think to myself… who could have done this? Who is
smart enough, crafty enough to sneak attack Nick Everhardt? Truth be told, I don’t know many people capable of it. Of course there’s the obvious culprits,
the Soldiers of the Apocalypse.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

MIKEY: They claim they did it. ‘The End is Near’ was written on your face and all over the locker room. Fits their gimmick real well, doesn’t it?

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

MIKEY: However, it reminds me too much of fifth grade when Tim Gray, classmate of mine, was blamed for writing ‘Tim Gray Is Here’ on the bathroom wall in
crayon. One teacher accused him, the other instantly defended him because no one – even a fifth grader – would be so stupid as to write their own name.
So, Soldiers, I know you’re devious and all that – Kingston here poisoned me, for Chrissakes – but did you two attack Everhardt from behind? I don’t think
so.

Are you smart and crafty enough to sneak up on Everhardt? Doubtful. Sparx, you’re light enough and quick enough… but Kingston is a lumbering oaf. Besides,
that night I saw you two in your lame ass three piece suits. Those dress shoes you were wearing after the event were way too loud to sneak up on Nick.
The question remains… why would you two accept credit for it if you didn’t do it? Well, why the hell not? It gives you an advantage going into this match
and the whole REBEL world was talking about it. Hell, you two probably wished you had done it. But, Soldiers… you didn’t. Sorry to ruin it for you guys.
The fans seem confused. They were pretty sure the Soldiers had done it too.

MIKEY: So, who’s left? Well, some pointed fingers at the Elite. Maybe they did it and tried to frame the Soldiers. But… why? Nick and I are off their
radar now. We’re not in tag title contention; Nick isn’t in World Title contention. Besides, they were busy that night taking care of Ca$h. Just doesn’t
fit.

The fans boo at the mention of the Elite. They aren’t convinced the Elite wouldn’t have done it.

MIKEY: So, Nick, who would do it? Who would attack you? Who would hate you so much to do this?

Mikey gets close to Everhardt, leaning in close. Everhardt shrugs – he doesn’t know either.

MIKEY: Who would be sneaky enough to hit you across the back of the head with a steel chair, knocking you to the ground?

Mikey raises his steel chair in the air, pointing to it with his head.

MIKEY: Who would be vicious enough to hit you REPEATEDLY until you were knocked out, so you wouldn’t be able to see him? WHO, NICK? WHO?

Everhardt’s mouth opens and his head tilts to the side as he thinks to himself…

MIKEY: ME! ME, NICK! IT WAS ME! AND YOU WANNA KNOW WHY, NICK? YOU WANNA KNOW WHY? I’LL TELL YOU WHY! YOU -

Everhardt looks in complete shock at first. But as Mikey yells, as his spit flies in his face, Everhardt’s shock turns to anger.

POW!

Everhardt socks Mikey in the side of the face. The fans are unsure how to react.

DING DING DING

Mikey has dropped the steel chair. He and Everhardt are exchanging lefts and rights in the middle of the ring. The bell has rung, though… the match is
still on. Sparx and Kingston look at each other, shrug, then pounce on their opponents. Sparx is throwing right hands at Everhardt while Kingston does
the same to Mikey. Sparx punches Everhardt into the corner, where he slumps into the corner. Now he’s stomping away at his RIBS!

Meanwhile, Kingston sends Mikey off of the ropes. Kingston lowers his head for a back body drop but Mikey capitalizes with a swinging neckbreaker. Mikey
gets up quickly and runs over to Sparx who he attacks from behind. Back Suplex! Now Mikey stands up and looks out at the fans. Some are cheering, some
are booing but most are confused. He smiles at them… then begins STOMPING on the RIBS!

Now it’s unanimous… BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

YOU SOLD OUT! YOU SOLD OUT! YOU SOLD OUT! YOU SOLD OUT!

Mikey looks out at the fans and tells them how he feels with both middle fingers extended in the air. Then he continues stomping a hole! The Soldiers are
both getting to their feet. Kingston grabs Mikey’s steel chair. He slams it across the back of Mikey! Mikey turns around… only to feel it across the
forehead! Kingston hands his partner the the steel chair, then drags Mikey into the middle of the ring. Sparx, steel chair in hand, is off of the ropes…
Sparx Star Press with the chair!

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

Kingston picks Mikey up quickly. His eyes are closed and he’s wobbling… APOCALYPSE NOW! APOCALYPSE NOW! The Soldiers’ FINISHER! Sparx with a cover!

ONE!

TWO

THREE!

NO!

NO!

EVERHARDT GOT BACK TO HIS FEET AND DROPPED AN ELBOW TO BREAK IT UP! Even though his tag team partner viciously assaulted him, Nick Everhardt does NOT want
to lose a match! The fans are going berserk!

EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT!

Everhardt gets up, clutching his ribs. Kingston is on him immediately with rights and lefts. He throws him off of the ropes. Big Boot caught by Everhardt.
He spins Kingston around. Lariat of his own! He’s up quickly but Sparx is on him now. He pushes him back into the corner. And he runs his SHOULDER into
the RIBS of EVERHARDT! AGAIN! He goes for a third time… but Everhardt manages a SUNSET FLIP!

ONE!

TWO!

THR – MIKEY BREAKS IT! His own tag team partner!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Nick is back to his feet. He throws Mikey to the outside. He’s going to try to win this match himself… despite it basically being three-on-one. Sparx
is upon him with a kick to the gut. A fist. They lock up. Sparx with the initial advantage. He pulls through into a headlock, cinching it. Everhardt with
an elbow to the gut. Sparx moves onto his leg, tripping Everhardt into an ankle lock. Everhardt kicks him away, then is up to his feet. Lock-up… no.
Everhardt with a double-leg takedown, sprawl from Sparx. Sparx flattens Everhardt to the ground, spins, half nelsons him over. He stands up and quickly
drops a knee across the forehead of Everhardt. Everhardt tries to get up but Sparx is behind him, digging his knee into his back and pulling on his arms.
Everhardt is screaming in pain… which is made worse when Kingston runs off of the ropes and sends his big boot into Everhardt’s face!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Nick is rolling on the side of the ring, holding his face. His bandage has come off and his wound is open. Mikey is still on the outside. He pulls Nick
out with him. And he’s got something in his hand… what is it? It’s SALT! He throws it in Everhardt’s FACE! In his WOUND!

YOU SOLD OUT! YOU SOLD OUT! YOU SOLD OUT! YOU SOLD OUT!

Everhardt is screaming, holding his face. Mikey with a punch. Another. A third! And here comes Chris Sparx… Suicide Plancha onto both of them! Kingston
makes his way out of the ring. He goes right for Everhardt, who is visibly in a great deal of pain. He picks him up. Throws his head into the announcer’s
table! Then rams it into the ring post! Sparx is getting to his feet. Kingston signals him over. Kingston grabs Everhardt… Wheelbarrow Facebuster! RIGHT
INTO A CUTTER FROM SPARX!

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

Everhardt is not moving. The Soldiers go over to Mikey, who is laying next to the one ring, one arm underneath it. They go to pick him up… but Mikey is
ready with a frying pan!

BAM!

BAM!

Both Soldiers are stumbling about, dizzy. He drops the pan. Mikey with a T-Bone Suplex to Sparx! SAME TO KINGSTON! Is that his way of mocking Everhardt…
by using his ‘Everplexes?’ He got his Mannyplex from his last great feud with Manny X… now’s got the Everplex! Now Mikey is hunting Everhardt who is
still unmoving. He’s about to pick him up when he gets an idea. He goes under the ring and pulls out a table. He begins setting it up just as Everhardt
is beginning to stir. He grabs Nick’s head. He’s going to powerbomb him through the table!

YOU SOLD OUT! YOU SOLD OUT! YOU SOLD OUT! YOU SOLD OUT!

Mikey hoists him up! But Nick slides down his back! He gets Mikey in a fireman’s carry… HARDT-BREAKER! HARDT-BREAKER!

EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT!

That took everything out of Everhardt as he is now breathing heavily, blood getting in his eyes, making it difficult to see. He has a hand on the guard
rail, trying to catch his breath. He doesn’t notice as the Soldiers help each other to their feet. They’re approaching him, setting up for… APOCALYPSE
NOW! ON THE OUTSIDE! The fans are booing hysterically. Sparx and Kingston look out at the crowd, taunting them, seemingly enjoying the hysteria they create.
They pick up Everhardt and roll him into the ring. They get into the ring slowly, confident in the fact they are about to win the match. The fans are pissed
- what chance did Everhardt ever have?

Sparx with a lateral press.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

NO!

NO!

MIKEY MASSACRE SAVES EVERHARDT AT THE LAST SECOND WITH A CHAIR HUCK FROM THE RING APRON! IT BOUNCES OFF SPARX’ HEAD AND FORCES HIM TO ROLL OFF OF EVERHARDT!
The Soldiers are PISSED! Kingston immediately runs at Mikey. He kicks him in his gut. Sparx joins him. Double Suplex over the ropes! They pick him up. Kingston
hoists him up. ASSISTED POWERBOMB TO THE OUTSIDE THROUGH THE TABLE!

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

Everhardt slowly getting to his feet. But he’s met by the Soldiers. Double Belly To Back Suplex! And… Kingston locks in the Kingston Clutch! While Sparx
repeatedly kicks him in the head!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

They release him. They pull him back up. APOCALYPSE NOW… AGAIN! Kingston with the Richmond Lariat… NO! NO! EVERHARDT WITH A DROP TOE HOLD SO THAT SPARX
ACCIDENTALLY GIVES HIS OWN PARTNER THE PANDEMONIUM! What a reversal to APOCALYPSE NOW!

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

Sparx is laying boots to Everhardt. Now he picks him up. FACE BOMB! NO! NO! Everhardt elbows out of it! Spins around! Waistlock! KOBASHI SPECIAL!

EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT!

Both men are out of it. Here comes Mikey! Everhardt must sense him because he quickly gets to his feet! As Mikey climbs between the ropes, Everhardt greets
him with a dropkick that sends him back to the outside! The fans pop like crazy! But Sparx is getting to his feet. And he has the steel chair! He charges
Everhardt!

CRACK!

Everhardt is back down. Now Spark is bringing him up top! Probably his Super Side Suplex! But Everhardt is fighting back! They are exchanging fists of fury
on the top-rope! Everhardt with a fist. Headbutt. Side elbow. Side elbow! HARDT-ATTACK! HARDT-ATTACK!

EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT!

Everhardt drapes an arm over Sparx! THIS IS IT!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

NO!

NO!

MIKEY WITH THE MASSACRE TO THE BACK OF EVERHARDT! He throws Everhardt off and makes the cover on Sparx himself!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

YOU SOLD OUT! YOU SOLD OUT! YOU SOLD OUT! YOU SOLD OUT!

JENNY JERSEY: And your winners… MIKEY MASSACRE AND NICK EVERHARDT!

The Soldiers and Everhardt are both out of it. Mikey gets to his feet and allows the referee to raise his hand in victory. He looks out at the booing fans,
smiling, but when he realizes they are booing him to high hell, he lets go of the referee and gives them the double bird. Then he goes over to Everhardt
and pulls him up his arm and raises his arm in victory… but Everhardt fires with a fist! Another! Mikey returns it! They’re brawling now in the middle
of the ring! They roll out of the ring and continue brawling at ringside and all the way to the back.

This is FAR from OVER!

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JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and gentlemen, this next contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a Fans Bring the Weapons Match for the REBEL Carolina’s Championship!
First…

“Scotland the Brave” blares over the loudspeakers in Charlotte to announce the arrival of the fan’s favorite guy, MacCulloch! Sporting a fresh white towel
around his shoulders and his always present sunglasses, Mac struts down to the ring, smacking the eager hands of the young fans looking to touch “greatness”.
JENNY JERSEY: He hails from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, and weighed in tonight at two hundred and thirty seven pounds in total! He is… “THE CELTIC LEGEND”
MACCULLOCH!

Sliding under the ring, MacCulloch raises his arms to a cheer from the electric audience in Charlotte. A few signs are seen, one praising Mac and another
leisurely dissing “The Celtic Legend”.

Suddenly, “Car Bomb” by the Acacia Strain ambushes the speakers and the mood inside the Grady Cole Center turn from good to bad as the Carolina’s Champion,
Vincent Black, steps into the building to a chorus of boos. He is all smiles, but he is focuses solely on MacCulloch.

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent, from Glens Falls, New York, and weighing in tonight at three hundred and forty one pounds. He is the reigning and defending
REBEL Carolina’s Champion… VINCENT BLACK!

The crowd continues to boo and spit at the champion, who is openly carrying Ripper, Bubba J’s barbed wire wrapped baseball bat with thumbtacks glued onto
it, and the broken bottom of a beer bottle glued to the end of the bat’s barrel. Black raises the bat into the air as he walks onto the ring’s edge, like
a large predator stalking his prey.

DING DING DING

Mac jumps from the ring apron with a flying clothesline and Vincent, dropping Ripper, uses Mac’s momentum for a devastating DDT. Vincent chuckles as he
lifts Mac up to his feet, Irish whipping him into the guardrailing back first. Vincent follows with a stiff clothesline and Mac manages to back body drop
Vincent up and over. Vincent lands on his feet snatching a steel chair from up under a fan. *THWACK!* Vincent delivers a chair shot to the back of Mac’s
head. He turns to get a weapon from a fan, but the fan denies him the weapon, so Vincent continues with the chair. He steps over the railing and stalks
Mac delivering stiff shots with the chair and Mac falls to one knee; he grabs Ripper. Mac spins around catching the steel chair in the face, but catching
Vincent in the ribs with Ripper and tearing the flesh there.

Mac falls backwards against one side of the aisleway and Vincent falls to the side on the other side of the aisleway. Mac gets up to his feet, blood trickling
down his forehead and walks over to Vincent, who is getting up as well cradling his ribs. Mac with a boot to the ribs and Vincent rolls clutching at his
injured ribs. Mac pulls Vincent up to a kneeling position and unleashes rights and lefts into his face, pounding away with vigor and determination. Vincent
with a right, but Mac ducks underneath the blow. High knee lift into Vincent’s mouth and Mac pulls him on up to a vertical base, Irish whip across the
aisleway into the guardrail. Mac follows with a clothesline that nearly topples Vincent into that section of the crowd, but Vincent falls back down and
smiles through a bloody mouth at Mac. Vincent with another huge right hand and Mac once again, ducks underneath; he picks the steel chair up.

Backing up, he charges at Vincent slamming the chair into his face and toppling him into that section of the crowd. Mac asks a fan for a weapon and the
young lady hands him a frisbee with glass shards glued to the inside of the round surface. Mac looks at it, the young lady, and shrugs. He sets the chair
up and climbs into the seat, he leaps over the railing driving the frisbee into Vincent’s forehead. Mac gets the point when the young lady motions for
him to spin the gruesome weapon like a steering wheel into his flesh; Vincent screams out in pain, who wouldn’t? Mac tosses the weapon away and looks for
a steel chair, he is handed one by a fan and he brings it down in his midsection, driving what little wind was in Vincent out in a rush. Vincent rolls
over to his front and Mac brings down the chair on his back, Vincent is struggling up to his hands and knees, blood flowing freely down to the floor. Mac
swings again, but Vincent with a back elbow to Mac’s ankle, the Celtic Legend drops the chair and clutches at his ankle. Vincent with another elbow and
Mac falls to a seated position, Vincent shoves him self back up.

Vincent is standing now, towering above Mac. He motions for Mac to get up to his feet, Mac does so and is showing that he simply will not back down at all.
Mac with a right hand, Vincent with a right hand, Vincent with a quicker right hand throws Mac backwards into the crowd and Vincent is smiling for some
reason. A fan hands Vincent a Mercury light tube, a fan is handing Vincent a weapon? Yes and so is another fan, Vincent is now yielding two light tubes
as weapons and Mac is up to his knees, his back to Vincent. Vincent swings the tubes in an arch and performs a con-light-tube and blood pours from Mac’s
head in a rush. He falls face first on the concrete, Vincent standing over him then he bends down over the fallen Mac. Vincent takes the shattered ends
of the tubes and drags them down Mac’s back, he screams out in pain as they dig grooves into his back. Vincent places the end of the tubes into Mac’s shoulder
and stomps them further into his flesh, Mac again screams. He lifts Mac up to his feet and begins to drag him towards the ring, Mac with a stiff elbow
shot to Vincent’s injured ribs, it halts his progress. Mac with another harder elbow shot, and another, Vincent’s hold is loosened. Mac with a stiff right
hand to Vincent’s midsection doubling the much bigger man over. A fan quickly moves at his insistence and he climbs into the seat of another chair. Mac
leaps driving Vincent’s throat across the railing with an elevated leg drop. Vincent falls to the floor grabbing at his throat in obvious pain and agony
and he is spitting up blood.

Mac lifts up the guardrailing, moving it out of his way and begins to drag Vincent through the gap in the fan’s protection. He Irish whips Vincent into
the ring apron and he slams into it back first, clutching at his lower back. Mac lifts up the railing, showing some strength, he charges at Vincent using
the railing as a battering ram. Vincent shoves it back into his face with a quick boot to the railing, Mac drops the railing. Vincent digs under the ring
and pulls out a bucket of thumbtacks and tosses them into the ring, where they spill hap hazardly on the mat. A fan hands Vincent a cheese grater? What
is Vincent going to do with that? He shows us as he drags it across the forehead and face of Mac, drawing even more blood and some flesh away; the blood
is now flowing freely in this match.

Mac falls down and Vincent stands over him. Mac with a kick to Vincent’s knee, the big man falls down holding his knee. Mac reaches under the ring and pulls
out… Demo-Man’s briefcase? He smiles as he brings it down on Vincent’s head, causing the briefcase to dent in the middle and Vincent goes limp. But now
Mac has a problem, it isn’t a falls count anywhere match, he has to pin Vincent in the ring and… Mac lifts Vincent up onto his shoulders and rolls him
under the bottom rope, but he appears to have used the last of his strength as he falls to one knee. A fan, not from Vincent’s traitorous section, tosses
him an Amp Energy drink, Mac looks down at it and drinks down some of the drink; he spits it out immediately shaking his head. He walks to a different
section trying to find some great weapons. He is stumbling and weaving until a fan holds out a bottle of his own Black and Gold Brew. Mac chugs down half
the bottle and it energizes him better than anything else. He shakes his head and looks at the bottle before downing the rest and throws that into the
ring as well. A fan motions for Mac to come over and he does so after checking to make sure Vincent still isn’t moving.

The fan and his friend pull a table out that is covered in barbed wire, thumbtacks, glass, and broken pieces of light tubes; they have put time and effort
into this weapon. On the table is some sort of white substance that one of them points is salt to make the wounds sting more, Mac high fives them before
lifting the table up and over the railing. He slides it under the bottom rope, following soon after. He sets up the table in the middle of the ring and
brings Vincent around with a few hard bitch slaps. Vincent is woozy and trying to figure out where he is, then he sees Mac’s face, he remembers and a snarl
crosses his features. He rolls over pushing up and they begin to trade blows once again. Vincent with a right, Mac with a right and left catching Vincent
off-guard. Vincent leans backwards from the blow and Mac attacks with a stiff leg kick and Vincent topples over. The two are near the tacks, but not in
them just yet, Mac lifts Vincent up, showing his renewed strength and goes for a scoop slam. Vincent blocks and delivers a DDT onto the tacks, driving
them into him a little, but mainly driving the tacks into Mac’s skull. Mac rolls around clutching at his head and Vincent calmly pulls out the few tacks
out of his body as he grins. He lifts Mac up up and plants him with a big time body slam into the tacks, Mac rolls around again, his body shiny from the
blood and tacks. Vincent sees the table and pulls it closer to a corner and hoists Mac up onto the top turnbuckle. Vincent yells out that this match is
over as he climbs up to the top turnbuckle as well.

He hooks Mac up for a top rope superplex, he lifts up; Mac counters falling back to the top turnbuckle. Vincent tries again and again Mac counters. Vincent
with a huge bell clap that dazes Mac momentarily. Vincent hooks him up again and lifts him high up into the air. Mac swings around countering the top rope
superplex with a tornado Celtic Burial from the top rope and both men go through the deadly table. Vincent goes face and head first while Mac mostly misses
the table only getting caught on the barbed wire. He is hung, but manages to somehow roll Vincent over in the mess and barbed wire.

ONE…

Vincent isn’t stirring

TWO…

Still no movement from Vincent other than the occasional body spasm.

THREE!

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the match and NEEEEEEWWWWW Rebel Pro Carolinas Champion… MACCULLOCH!

The crowd is chanting “M.A.C! M.A.C!” over and over as he is handed the belt. The crowd begins to part as Cheryl runs through the crowd and into the aisleway,
Mac gets out of the ring, carrying the belt, and lifts Cheryl into his arms hugging her and planting a few light kisses on her cheek. She is getting bloody,
but doesn’t care in the least. Mac makes his way over to Jenny, Cheryl following him, and gets a microphone.

MACCULLOCH: We finally did it! But tonight is just the beginning. My brother and I own gold and later on, Billy and Chad will own the tag team championship
as well! A NAPW/REBEL first. Now for those who don’t know by now. Demo-Man is my brother… and well he is a douche. But the one good quality about Demo
is that we do share an agent. An agent who really doesn’t like Demo right now. So he sent us a little present to help against Vinny Poo.

Mac points to the dented briefcase in the ring.

MACCULLOCH: Get the vendors out here! We need shots for the good people!

Mac leaves as the people of age get a shot of Scotch.

Behind Vincent, stands Ca$h, where did this guy come from? In his hand, he holds Demo-Man’s shocker and the dented briefcase is opened on the mat. Vincent
has no idea Ca$h is standing behind him. *BRZZZZZZZk*, Vincent’s head snaps up and his eyes go wide. He turns around and there stands Ca$h, shocker in
hand. The crowd begins to boo, not because Vincent is fixing to get what he deserves but because running from the back comes Bubba J to help his friend,
Ca$h shakes the shocker at Vincent and Bubba J as he mouths “you two will get yours”. Bubba J hits the ring and Ca$h exits leaving the shocker on the mat
as he backs away through the crowd; Bubba J and Vincent watch him go, this is far from being over any time soon and these two know it. They have awoken
the sleeping dragon and he is just waiting to strike.

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The fans are excited and don’t want to wait for any more Rebel Pro action. Jenny Jersey climbs into the ring and the crowd is wild thinking she is fixing
to announce the main event of the evening.

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following fifteen minute interval will be your final intermission of the evening.

The crowd boos at having to wait, Jenny only smiles.

JENNY JERSEY: Do you want barbed wire?!

They indeed do as they yell at the top of their lungs.

JENNY JERSEY: Then you’ll have to wait while the ring crew sets up the ring for the no ropes barbed wire match.

The crowd boos, but only jokingly as Jenny Jersey is laughing too. They are only joking, they have been waiting on this match since it was announced. The
music starts off soft but begins to pick up volume quickly.

“Chutes and Ladders” by Korn

The ring crew has one side of the ring ropes down and is replacing them with barbed wire. Some fans have left their seats for food or merchandise.

“Back in Black” by AC/DC

The fans remaining in their seats are chatting it up with their neighbor. Rebel Pro has that way of letting you meet different people. The second side of
the four sided ring’s ropes are down and are nearly finished being replaced with barbed wire. The technicians are working on the third as the finishing
touches are made on the second side.

“Whisky” by Metallica

Fans are milling about as Jenny Jersey picks up the microphone from where she has been sitting and possibly flirting with Rob Martinez.

JENNY JERSEY: Rebel Pro fans, there is about six minutes left remaining in the intermission. Please begin making your way back down to your seats for your
main event of the evening.

Jenny sits back down and her and Rob begin to chat it up once more, a fan comes over and asks Jenny for her autograph. When Rob puts his hand out to sign
the fan’s book, the fan just looks down and walks off. Jenny laughs as Rob looks hurt, but he deals with it.

“American Bad Ass” by Kid Rock

JENNY JERSEY: Fans, at the end of this next song, it will be time for the match you have all been waiting for.

Fans scurry down to their seats, ready for what promises to be a blood bath. “Sweet Home Alabama” by Lynyrd Skynyrd…

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The REBEL fans have waited patiently, but they cheer as the ring crew gives a thumbs up on the now-transformed ring. The ropes have been taken down, replaced
by strands of deadly, razor-sharp barbed wire, ready to slice and dice the flesh of wrestlers…

When Jenny Jersey finally stands up (on the OUTSIDE of the ring) and speaks, a huge cheer goes up. The fans WANT BLOOD, and they’re about to get it!

JENNY JERSEY: REBEL rousers, it’s time for the MAIN EVENT of March Madness… set for one fall, it will be a BARBED WIRE MATCH for the World Tag Team Championship!
Introducing first…

“I’m on my way to the promised lannnnnnd…”

BOOOOOOOOO.

“I’M ON THE HIGHWAY TO HELL!
HIGHWAY TO HELL!
HIGHWAY TO — !”

JENNY JERSEY: Coming to the ring now, representing the EXTREME ELITE… at a total combined weight of five-hundred and seven pounds, “THE INTERNATIONAL
MAN OF HARDCORE” INFERNO and “PAPA ROCK & ROLL” SHOE, they are YOUR World Tag Team Champions… GREAT! ALASKAN! NINJA!

The champs stream through the curtain, smirking and grinning madly, ready for battle. Shoe is wearing cargo pants (natch), a t-shirt reading “Rogues Do
It From Behind” and wears a combat vest over top of that, his tag belt over his shoulder. Inferno is wearing black jeans with his wrestling boots over
the top and a black t-shirt with the sleeves ripped off. Both men appear to have heavily taped their hands; Inferno is wearing what looks like a tube sock
on one forearm. The fans boo them heavily as they come to the ring, taking their time. Shoe winks at ladies, causing them to swoon, which only causes their
boyfriends to get angrier. Inferno cackles around ringside. Both men carefully roll into the ring. Inferno then… bits the barbed wire? He grins, a strand
between his teeth, and comes up, mouth slightly redder. The GAN throw down their tag belts and wait…

“JUST ANOTHER CASUALTY!
OF BACKWOODS MOTHERFUCKERY!”

Bring SCISSORS TO A KNIFE FIGHT! Or SCISSORFIGHT. Or… judging by the reaction of the crowd…

JENNY JERSEY: And their opponents! At a total combined weight of four-hundred and sixty-eight pounds… “SICK” BILLY KRYENIK and “THE SHOW” CHAD KURTIS,
they are TIME! WARP! DUO!

The crowd rains over Chad and Billy as they strut out, Billy not wearing his mask. His face is healed well, if not pretty. Like the GAN, both men are wearing
street clothes, Chad wearing blue jeans old school style tucked into his boots and a “THENNOWNEXT” t-shirt, the already battle-scarred Billy wearing the
same clothes he wore earlier in the night, blood stained and torn from thousands of thumbtacks, both men wrapped their arms up… Billy raises THE CAPTAIN’S
animal taxi up high as the TWD rush towards the ring, Inferno and Shoe anxious in the ring to get it on. Chad and Billy exchange a glance — and SPRING
TO THE RING! They slide in under the barbed wire and immediately the GAN are all over them! Referee Dale MacDonald the unfortunate task of officiating
this mask, wearing work gloves, calls the bell!

DING DING DING

The GAN pull their men up, raining down blows — TWD FIGHT BACK! Billy and Chad throwing right hands, forcing GAN back… BILLY SWINGS THE ANIMAL TAXI!
CLONK! CLONK! Inferno and Shoe get back up…

The Captain IS LOOSE! Billy tosses her into Inferno’s face and she gnaws with her SHARP POINTY RABBIT TEETH! Inferno yells and flails around, trying to
pull the determined rodent off his face. Finally he does, and looks to the barbed wire… NO! Billy with a forearm to the back, Inferno drops The Captain,
who scurries to the edge of the apron and hides in the corner near the ringpost. Meanwhile Shoe has The Show by the head and is trying to force him into
the barbed wire, The Show grabbing the top strand with his hands, getting a bit spiked, but managing to prevent further damage. Elbows to Shoe, Chad firing
off on Papa Rock & Roll! IRISH WHIP — Shoe screeches to a halt a foot from the “ropes,” hands out in front of him. He turns around and The Show launches
with a dropkick! Shoe stumbles backwards, the crowd noise rising as he almost falls backwards into the barbed wire, but with arms pinwheeling, Shoe retains
his balance…

INFERNO CRASHES INTO HIM! SHOE CRASHES INTO THE BARBED WIRE! “AUGHHHHHHH!” Kryenik reversed an Inferno whip and sent the GAN into one another. Inferno looks
shocked, and then Chad and Billy shove him from behind, sending INFERNO into the barbed wire ropes as well! The crowd chant “REBEL, REBEL, REBEL” as the
GAN painfully extricate themselves from the deadly ropes. Angry red gashes are on Inferno’s biceps, both men showing some early damage. The GAN stumble
out into DOUBLE SUPERKICKS by the Time Warp Duo! Inferno & Shoe hit the canvas; The Show does a standing moonsault onto Inferno, kips up and delivers a
beautiful standing SSP onto Shoe! He and Billy make the covers, ONE, TWO — big kick-outs! The crowd reaction is mixed, they’d love to see TWD take the
titles from the hated GAN, but they don’t want this match to be over so quickly.

The GAN, well aware that their record-setting title reign is in jeopardy, resist new attempts by Chad and Billy to toss them into the ropes. Shoe delivers
a kneelift to Chad, Inferno however sickly bites Billy’s already lacerated forehead! He spits out the bandage covering the early wound and licks his teeth.
Shoe looking for a SLINGSHOT SUPLEX into the ropes, Chad blocks, nails Shoe in the chops! Shoe is stunned, The Show gets a little distance and charges
for a flying forearm SHOE MOVES. THE SHOW LANDS ON THE BARBED WIRE! Kurtis yells out in pain as he sags into the ropes, his flesh being ripped and torn.
Shoe is immediately there, grabbing Chad by the head and forcing his face into the strands! On the other side, Billy and Inferno are exchanging right hands,
Billy throwing that big right bomb of his, but Inferno hoists him up by the waist and STUNGUNS Billy onto the barbed wire! Both teams have been lacerated
by the barbed wire now!

Chad rolls out to the floor, Shoe drops down and follows. He knocks Chad into the guardrail and starts stomping away on the concrete. In the ring, Billy
is knocked back into the barbed wire, caught between the 2nd and 3rd ropes… Inferno charges and crashes on top of Billy! Good God! Inferno stinger splashed
Billy’s back into the barbed wire. But he didn’t come away clean, Inferno showing some marks, shouting as he rips himself free. Billy is bleeding all over
the place, his earlier match already so brutal and barbaric. Inferno rakes Billy’s head into the barbed wire, then coats his hand in Billy’s blood… and
sucks his fingers clean.

Seriously, what the fuck Inferno?

The crowd boos the hell out of him as Shoe whips Chad into the guardrail yet again. He charges in for a big elbow, but The Show gets him with a drop toe
hold! Chad leaps to the guardrail… and leaps off with SHOWTIME onto the concrete! The impact keeps both men down as the nearby crowd goes nuts, spewing
trash onto Shoe and urging Chad to get up.

Inferno throws vicious forearms into Billy’s head, driving him into a corner. Irish whip, Billy reverses, Inferno reverses for a DANGERBOMB! — Billy locks
his hands and breaks the full-nelson, swings around and snapmares Inferno over.

“AGHHHHHHHHHHH!”

Kryenik’s primal shriek accompanies his charing DAMN THE TORPEDOES running knee into Inferno! The crowd loves it as Billy gets up, eyes crazed through his
crimson mask. He falls down upon Inferno and just rains right and left forearm shots, the thudding clear and loud. Billy wants to BEAT INFERNO UP, kids.
And … wait a minute! “The Show” is up and has climbed to the top turnbuckle! Billy lifts Inferno up… SUPLEX! The Show with a crossbody! THEY CONNECT!
COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

THREEEEOOHHHHHHHH!

Shoe makes a last second save. Billy and Chad start pounding him in retaliation, picking Shoe up and attempting a double irish whip into the barbed wire.
Shoe resists with all he’s worth, Billy and Chad laying in beats, and then an irish whip sends Shoe running, but with surprisingly nimbleness, Shoe manages
to drop to his belly and use his momentum to slide out to the floor. Exhausted, Shoe looks up to see THE SHOW flying over the top with a no-hands plancha
HE MOVES! BILLY COMES FLYING WITH A SUICIDE DIVE OVER THE TOP — Shoe just moves out of the way of that! Time Warp Duo have crashed and burned on the
outside, they went for it all and got nothing… Shoe pulls them both up…

Wait a minute, wait a minute, Inferno has climbed to the top rooooooooooope…

BACKDRAFT! BACKDRAAAAAAAFT!

The whole lot are wiped out on the concrete as the crowd chants HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT! Shoe is the only man sort of with it, because, you know.
He DIDN’T dive onto the damn floor. He stumbles around, covered in blood his, Inferno’s, Billy’s and Chad’s, and then digs underneath the ring? Shoe looking
for something, he’s… oh hell. Shoe just pulled out a 6×2 board.

COVERED IN BARBED WIRE.

Shoe slides it into the ring and pulls Inferno up. The two of them grab Billy Kryenik and hook him for… a Catapult OH GOD! CATAPULTING BILLY INTO THE
BARBED WIRE! Billy howls in pain and falls back to the concrete. “The Show” is woozily to his feet now and gets nailed by a Shoe right cross. Papa Rock
& Roll has a gleam in his eye. Inferno’s are glazed over, so it looks like Shoe is taking control! He and Inferno bundle The Show into the ring and slide
in after him. The Show gets to a knee, his face is busted. Shoe props the table up in a corner, Inferno trying to recover. Boot to “The Show.” Shoe picks
him up… Irish whip! The Show reverses, sending Shoe back to the opposite corner. Shoe hits the turnbuckles hard, stumbles out — STO! The crowd cheers,
but a rising Chad is met with a FIRESTAR DDT that spikes Chad into the canvas. Boooooooooo. Inferno reaches over for a cover!

ONE!

TWO!

SHOULDER UP!

Billy is down and out outside, the hardcore warrior with all the guts in the world — which are spilling onto the floor. Billy’s lost so much blood on
this night, will he even be able to continue in this match? On the inside, Inferno hooks “The Show” by the head, looking for a Tornado DDT — “The Show”
keeps his balance, forcing Inferno to land on his feet. REVERSE STO — Inferno elbows free. “The Show” spins around — SHOE CATCHES HIM.

ROCKSTAR.

He falls over a prone Chad!

ONE!

TWO!

THREEOHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Somehow THE SHOW GOT THE SHOULDER UP! Shoe audibly curses and then yells an idea to Inferno, They get up, and it’s time to irish whip The Show into the
barbed wire board! The Show tries to resist, gets beats, and then WHIPPED —

DROP TOE-HOLD FROM KRYENIK?!

Kryenik takes his own partner down… Preventing him from crashing into the board! An enraged Shoe charges, only for Kryenik to sidestep and Shoe CRASHES
INTO THE BARBED WIRE BOARD! He groans loudly as Inferno grabs Billy and tries to whip him into the ropes, REVERSED… and INTO THE CORNER! INFERNO CRASHES
INTO SHOE! The board cracks, Shoe entangled in the spools of biting wire, tearing at his flesh and clothing! Shoe is CAUGHT in barbed wire! He can’t get
out! Dale MacDonald frantically yells for some wire cutters as Shoe moans, rolling around, only making it worse as the barbs tug and tear. WAIT A MINUTE!
BILLY HAS INFERNO —

THE DRY LAKE! THE DRY LAAAAAAAAAAAAKE!

MacDonald has been tossed wire cutters, he’s nervously trying to cut Shoe loose when Chad grabs him and throws him into position! The shoulders are down!
ONE!

TWOOOO!

THREEEEEEOHHHHHHH!

Inferno somehow gets the shoulder up, almost an involuntary reaction… the moment of reprieve may have saved the titles for the Great Alaskan Ninja! However,
“The Show” is rolling his hands, signaling for the CK FINALE. The fans roar as Inferno is hauled up, there’s no WAY he’s surviving both a Dry Lake and
CK Finale…

He won’t have to as Shoe nails Chad from behind. He is torn to shreds, his clothing ripped, puckered red holes in his flesh, and in fact… his ankle is
still caught in barbed wire! Shoe hooks up Chad, what’s he OH MY GOD! SLINGSHOT SUPLEX INTO THE BARBED WIRE ROPES — ONTO THE REMNANTS OF THE BOARD! Shoe
and The Show lay, tangled in barbed wire, head to head upside down… as the crowd chants HOLY SHIT, both men do nothing more than breathe and shake in
pain of the barbed wire.

That leaves only Kryenik with Inferno, and Billy looks for another Dry Lake — Inferno drops low and punches his arch-enemy in the cock. Billy staggers,
Inferno swings around and gets THE DANGER BOMB! Inferno falls backwards himself, exhausted, but doesn’t go for a cover… instead going to the turnbuckle?
Inferno carefully scaling the top, almost losing his balance, but he turns around, measures the distance, and throws his head back and laughs:

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

BAAAAAAAAAAAACKDRAAAAAAAAAAAFT!

ONE!

TWO!

THREEEEOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

THE SHOW SAVES AT THE LAST SECOND! Inferno gets up and hammers him, DANGER BOMB — Chad slips free! BEHIND!

BACKDROP DRIVER DANNNNNGEROUSSSSSSSSS!

Inferno crashes to the canvas, Chad covers!

ONE!

TWO!

THREEOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

SHOE makes the save yet again! He starts throwing wild, random shots at The Show, picking his man up for a DEATH VALLEY DRIVER, but wait! KRYENIK IS UP!
He actually PULLS Chad off of Shoe gently. Shoe turns around, receives a double lariat! He gets up, another one! Shoe gets up again, Billy and Chad with
a third double lariat RIGHT INTO THE BARBED WIRE! Time Warp Duo taking their own bodies out to send Shoe FLYING TO THE OUTSIDE! Meanwhile, in the ring,
Inferno somehow staggers to his feet…

Wait a minute, what the hell? Chad and Billy both hook Inferno in a position for… double powerbomb? Wait. No, no WAY…

TWO-MAN CK FINALEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Kryenik and Chad each drape an arm over Inferno! Shoe is trying to get to his feet on the outside!

ONE!

TWO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

…

DING DING DING

JENNY JERSEY: Here are your winners… and NEWWWWWWWWWW REBEL PRO WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPEEEEEEEEEENNNNNNNS…. TIME WARP DUOOOOOOOOOOO!

Shoe reachers towards the ring, then collapses to the floor. Neither Chad or Billy move as MacDonald calls for the title belts. He raises the hands of each
TWD member, getting to their knees, presenting them with the belts. Chad and Billy crawl over to each other in bloody embrace, Billy looking REALLY bad.
Chad helps him roll out and then slings Billy’s arm over him to help him walk back, picking up The Captain in his other hand. Billy has enough strength
to take her and cradle her against his chest, the tag title belt dangling… The crowd cheers the new champions as they exit through the curtains. At long
last, the reign of the ninja has come to an end…

MacDonald is talking to Inferno, who seems to be responding, as Shoe rolls into the ring. Both men are bloody as hell. The crowd quiets. Inferno is slow
to his feet, moving slowly in all ways, blood everywhere. Shoe is bloody too, but Inferno is the worst. And in that silence, the crowd can’t help but show
respect to the GAN for their title run and one hell of a REBEL performance. Inferno and Shoe look out over the crowd…

And through the bloody haze, Inferno extends middle fingers to the entire crowd. Backed up by Shoe grabbing his crotch and slapping his forearm FU style.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.

But tonight, for the first time since November, the Great Alaskan Ninja! leave a REBEL event withOUT the tag team belts, just shy of surpassing the Black
Underground Railroad as longest reigning tag champs of all time. Billy Kryenik lost one title to the Extreme Elite earlier in the night, but now he and
“THE SHOW” CHAD KURTIS — now the FIRST Triple-Crown winner in REBEL history — have scored a huge victory in this war, taking the tag titles to the
TIME WARP DUO.

And after this bloodbath, next week they get to face one of NAPW’s greatest tag teams… CHRIS CASINO & EVAN CARTWRIGHT. GOOD NIGHT REBEL!