REBEL Underground 01/24/2009

01/24/2009
The sounds of Scorpion’s “Rock You Like a Hurricane” can be heard throughout the REBEL Underground building. The fans are finishing a meet and greet with
“The Show” Chad Kurtis, El Rey de Corazones and “The Celtic Legend” MacCulloch. It’s a little chilly outside, but inside the Underground, it’s getting
hot. Bell time is approaching, and something a little bit different happens. Rob Martinez, who usually doesn’t work the REBEL Underground shows, enters
the ring.

ROB MARTINEZ: Welcome fans, to the REBEL Underground. This edition isn’t being broadcasted on Closed Circuit Television, so you might be wonder why I’m
here. I will be introducing the three special men who will be named and to be forever known as REBEL ICONS!

The crowd goes crazy with anticipation.

ROB MARTINEZ: But since, I’m already here, I might as well do this: Tonight you will see six REBEL Matches, that will present the best that REBEL has to
offer today! Two of the up and coming wrestlers collide, as “Jimmy” James Porter takes on Riley Vegas!

A smattering of claps for that match as both men have yet to make much of an impact as of yet.

ROB MARTINEZ: No big reaction.. well how about a DOUBLE TABLES MATCH!

The crowd does pop for that, as they are insured some big time violence.

ROB MARTINEZ: You will also see in the house tonight, Mikey Massacre and Chad Kurtis, who want to address all the REBEL NATION! (BIG POP) Nick Everhardt
will be in action tonight! (BIG POP)

Rob Martinez smiles as the reaction get bigger each time.

ROB MARTINEZ: Two semifinal matches in the Carolinas Contender Tournament will take place tonight. CUZIN ZEKE (BOOOO) VERSUS EL REY (WHOOO)! And MacCulloch
and Bird of Prey have agreed to GO NUTS TONIGHT! (BIG POP). And in the main event, the newcomer Ca$h (HATE) will do battle with YOUR REBEL WORLD CHAMPION…
SICK BILLY KRYENIK! (BIG POP) Enjoy the show folks!

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“Stinkfist” by Tool begins to play and out comes “Jimmy” James Porter. His manager, the stunning Jillian Addai, walks by his side. The lights go down,
and a spotlight hits James. He tries to slap hands with the fans, but most don’t actually slap back. He doesn’t seem to care though.

JENNY JERSEY: This is your opening contest! Introducing first, accompanied by Jillian Addai, weighing in at two hundred sixty six pounds. He is fighting
out of Los Angeles, California, “JIMMY” JAMES PORTER!

The song changes to “Puppet” by Thousand Foot Krutch. Holli Wood and her man Riley Vegas enter the arena. The fans give them some boos, as they both act
is they are way better than anyone here.

JENNY JERSEY: His opponent is accompanied by Holli Wood. He weighs in at two hundred fourteen pounds. He is fighting out of Parts Unknown… RILEY VEGAS!
The bell sounds as Vegas and Porter lock up. Porter takes the advantage with a go behind, but Vegas instantly reverses it in to a go behind of his own.
He lifts Porter in the air, and drops him to the mat chest first. Vegas releases his grip on Porter and returns to his feet, showing off for the crowd.
Porter returns to his feet and calls for another tie-up. Vegas obliges. Porter with an overhead hammerlock, followed by a snapmare! He applies a rear chin
lock, but Vegas quickly makes his way back to his feet, forcing Porter to switch over to a side headlock. Vegas pushes him off in to the ropes…and he
catches Porter off the rebound with a headscissors takedown!

Porter quickly gets to his feet as Vegas is once again show-boating for the crowd! Porter comes at Vegas for a clothesline, but Vegas ducks it! Porter turns
back to Vegas…stiff European uppercut…VEGAS EFFECT! And Vegas quickly drops down for the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Porter kicks out! Porter returns to his feet, and for a third time attempts a collar-and-elbow tie-up! Vegas with an armbar takedown….and he’s trying
to lock in the crossface, but Porter is doing everything in his power to make it to the ropes! Porter is struggling…but he rolls over…and Vegas has
a crucifix pin from it!

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Porter again kicks out just in the nick of time! Both men return to their feet, and Porter nails Vegas with a hard right! Porter with a hip toss. Vegas
quickly gets back up. A second hip toss, and again, Vegas gets back up! Porter with a third hip toss…but Vegas blocks it! And Vegas with a hard toss
to the corner, sending Porter smashing shoulder first in to the ring post! Porter stumbles out as Vegas leaps to the top rope…spinning heel kick on Porter!
Vegas makes his way to the corner. He leaps to the top rope…diving moonsault…to perfection! Vegas poses for the crowd again before grabbing Porter’s
legs. He tries to flip Porter for the Bank Rupture, but Porter struggles! Porter with an inside cradle…and Vegas kicks out before the referee can even
count to one! Porter is quick to his feet, as is Vegas. Porter with a boot to the gut, and he attempts a back suplex…but Vegas flips over and lands on
his feet. He grabs Porter from behind…front Russian legsweep! Vegas quickly shoots the half and hooks the leg!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Porter gets his shoulder up just before the three count! Vegas brings Porter back to his feet, but is met with a shoulder to the gut! Porter hooks the leg…looking
for the Perfectplex…but Vegas blocks it! Vegas lifts Porter…and he drops him throat first across the top rope! Porter turns around and falls to the
mat in pain. He slowly begins to get to his hands and knees as Vegas hits the springboard…legdrop to the back of the neck! Vegas picks Porter back up…lifts
him vertical…brainbuster! Vegas shoots the half, but this time makes an arrogant cover!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Porter barely gets his shoulder up! Vegas picks Porter back up, but he’s met with a boot to the gut! Porter again tries to hook the leg for the Perfectplex,
but Vegas with a double leg takedown! Vegas attempts the Bank Rupture, but Porter struggles to keep from being put in the submission! Vegas with a slingshot…and
Porter crashes hard, chest first in to the turnbuckle! He stumbles out of the corner as Vegas returns to his feet…MILLION DOLLAR DREAM! Vegas makes the
cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

JENNY JERSEY: Here is your winner…RILEY VEGAS!

Vegas returns to his feet and has his arm raised by the referee as Porter slowly begins to stir. Vegas smiles as he climbs out of the ring and makes his
way up the ramp, posing for the crowd before reaching the curtains.

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ROB MARTINEZ: It is time to announce and present to you the first, REBEL Icon. He is a former FOUR time REBEL World Tag Team Champion. His accomplishments
include most tag title reigns, one half of the 2008 REBEL Tag Team of the Year, and he was one half of the 2007 Best of the Best Tournament winners. He
was involved in the very first REBEL Match on April 3rd, 2007. All I got to say is… GIVE ME A DAMN WIGGLE!

With The Beatles blaring out over the PA, The Assman Mike Trey is back at the REBEL Underground Arena, climbing up onto the apron and taking a minute to
breathe in the atmosphere. He’s there in a pair of blue jeans and a black t-shirt. It simply reads: “I’ve Missed You.” in large white letters. It’s a strange
moment. It’s been a long time and to The Assman it’s a very sobering moment. The fans still recognize him and cheer his name and he feels at home. After
a minute or two he steps into the ring to address the fans.

MIKE “ASSMAN” TREY: It’s great to be here.

He takes a moment as the crowd claps – and if you looked close enough you might even notice a tear roll down his cheek.

MIKE “ASSMAN” TREY: I was with REBEL since the start and to be named as a REBEL Icon is really something special. I used to think the pinnacle of my career
was when I finally managed to get myself from England over to America, where the big boys play. I knew it was going to be incredibly hard to get a break
here, and some may even say I never really got that break. Working for an independent promotion than ran two shows a month? I’d have honestly laughed at
it back over in Manchester.

This receives a mixed reaction from the fans.

MIKE “ASSMAN” TREY: But as you all should know, I’ve loved every single moment I’ve been with REBEL. The height of my success changed when I was given a
spot on REBEL’s very first show, all the way back when. I was teamed with Dr. Tittylover himself against The Celtic Assassins. We lost that match but we
fought hard against that team. I’ll get more into The Mad Doctor himself in a minute. What happened on the second show was a Battle Royale that saw myself
and Chad Kurtis as the two final members. I had the upperhand until Dr. Tittylover’s music began blaring and it cost me the match. Call it fate or whatever,
but after a small feud we teamed up as TNA.”

A “Tits and Ass!” chant starts from the crowd and Mike takes a moment to appreciate it.

MIKE “ASSMAN” TREY: We won the first of the Best of the Best tournament to become the third ever REBEL World Tag Team Champions. I guess you could say that
was really a turning point in my career as I started down the road of tag team wrestling. There’s really so much I could go into with my relationship with
Dr. Tittylover. It was more than just a tag team, or even a friendship. We had a real partnership with the things we went through together. He became a
lifelong friend with me.

Again Mike takes a moment just to collect his thoughts before continuing on. He takes a long hard look around the crowd and the REBEL Arena.

MIKE “ASSMAN” TREY: I’d like to class every moment in my REBEL career as the very zenith of my time wrestling. The next came when I was teamed with Stone
Zellor as The Black Underground Railroad. It was a strange time for me, having lost touch with the Doctor, but Zellor was able to bring me round and we
formed probably the most dominant tag team REBEL has ever seen. As three time REBEL World Tag Team Champions we haven’t been matched in our number of reigns.
We had some rough patches but we did pull through and I honestly feel that you fans, the guys who run the show and all those talented men in the locker
room respect us for what we did out here in this ring as your champions. I’d like to think that being voted Tag Team of the Year for 2008 showed the love
we put into this promotion, and being inducted into this Hall of Fame is really the biggest honour anyone could bestow upon me.

I left abruptly. Whatever I say isn’t an excuse for leaving the best crowd and promotion I’ve ever seen and had the opportunity to be part of. I’d like
to let you all know that my time in REBEL isn’t completely over. One day I’d love to return and be back in this ring doing what I love for you fans. As
the shirt says, I’ve Missed You. All you fans here is why we do what we do. Forget about the gold, forget about rivalries or being the star attraction.
This is all for you. While some of those guys back there might forget it, they all know it deep down. As long as you keep coming and raising the roof every
night we’re here, we’ll keep coming back.

Mike leans in the corner and surveys the view of the crowd. He has a feeling deep down that one day he’ll be back and hearing his name chanted by screaming
fans, signing autographs and merchandise and one more time be back there holding gold above his head and proving to the fans he still has it.

MIKE “ASSMAN” TREY: I’d like to leave on this message. Like I said, I wanted to make it big. REBEL seemed like the stepping stone for me to hop on to the
next bigger promotion and eventually reach that dream. When I got here, from that very first night, I knew this was something special, this was more than
just the next job. REBEL-Pro Wrestling was my home.

He takes a deep breath, the crowd seems to go silent.

MIKE “ASSMAN” TREY: I’ll be back one day. This is still my home and I want to show you fans what wrestling is all about. This is the biggest honour of my
career. More important than The Best of the Best. More important than Tag Team of the Year. More important than being a four time World tag Team Champion.
To know that the fans and the guys in charge and you wrestlers back there acknowledge and respect me enough to name me a REBEL Icon really is the pinnacle
of my career, my life. Thank you all.

Rob hands him his Plaque and his looks at his own REBEL Icon Banner being dropped. His eyes wet, Mike takes a final minute to be in the ring and experience
it before stepping out and thanking the fans around ringside for everything.

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JENNY JERSEY: The following contest is a one on one match scheduled for one fall.

The Godfather Theme begins playing over the arena sound system as boos are heard throughout the arena.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first, hailing from the High Crime Section of Hickory, North Carolina, “Sweet” JUNIOR SOPRANO!!

Soprano makes his way to the ring, with cigar in mouth and adjusting his tie as he scoffs at the fans.

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent, making his home in Durham, North Carolina by way of Houston, Texas…

“Heretics and Killers” by Protest the Hero blasts through the speakers as the fans rise to their feet and cheer.

JENNY JERSEY: NICK EVERHARDT!!!

Nick Everhardt appears from behind the entrance curtains and walks intently toward the ring. He slaps hands with a few fans, but keeps his eyes on the man
in the ring.

DING DING

Everhardt circles Soprano, who keeps a smug grin on his face and runs his fingers through his greased black hair. Everhardt lunges in for the collar-and-elbow
tie-up, but Soprano catches him with a knee to the gut and turns his back on him. Everhardt recovers quickly, leaping towards him with an elbow to the
back of Soprano’s head. Soprano topples over, clutching his head. Everhardt stays on him, kicking him in the gut, then grasping him in a side headlock.
He wrenches back hard as Soprano fights his way to the ropes. He gets the ropes, and Everhardt releases the hold. Everhardt stands back up and moves back
to his corner, inviting Soprano to stand back up. Soprano takes his time, slowly making his way back to his feet, exchanging a few words with the referee
as he leans on the ropes. Everhardt gives him a “come get some” motion with his hands, and Soprano lunges at him. Before he can get his hands on him, Everhardt
ducks around and catches him in a waist lock. Soprano tries to connect with a back elbow, but Everhardt ducks, allowing him to spin around and face him.
Soprano quickly hits Everhardt’s back with a clubbing blow, sending him to his knees. Soprano continues the attack with a vicious kick to Everhardt’s head,
laying him out. Soprano lays over him for the cover…

ONE

TWO

NO!!

Soprano stands and gets in the referee’s face. He argues for a moment, giving Everhardt a bit of time to recover. Soprano turns back to him to pick him
up, but Everhardt catches him in a small package!

ONE

TWO

NO!!

Soprano kicks out and gets away from Everhardt. Everhardt smirks and gives him the “that close” sign as he adjusts his wrist tape. Soprano walks up to Everhardt,
pointing and yelling obscenities. The two get nose to nose as Soprano points at Everhardt and digs his finger into Everhardt’s chest. He raises his arm
and asks for a test of strength. Everhardt immediately lifts his own arm and clasps hands with him. Soprano raises his other arm, and as Everhardt raises
his other arm Soprano catches him with a cheap shot to the gut, bending Everhardt over. Soprano lifts Everhardt’s face, just high enough so he can give
him a dirty eye poke that he calls the Eye for an Eye. Soprano locks Everhardt in a full nelson, setting him up for his version of a Russian Legsweep,
but Everhardt fights out of it and catches him with another vicious elbow to the face! Soprano clutches his face and turns his back to Everhardt. Everhardt
grabs him from behind in a half nelson and delivers the Kobashi Special! He covers!

ONE

TWO

THR—NO!

Soprano manages to kick out, but Everhardt doesn’t give him a moment to recover. He digs a knee into Soprano’s upper back and pulls back on his chin, wearing
the bigger man down. Soprano tries to fight out of it, reaching for anything he can and finally grabbing a handful of Everhardt’s short hair. He pulls
hard enough to get Everhardt to break the hold, and Soprano retreats outside the ring to catch his breath. Everhardt gets back to his feet and stands in
the middle of the ring, lightly brushing his hair with his fingers and giving Soprano the thumbs up. The ref backs Everhardt to one corner, allowing Soprano
to get back in the ring as the fans boo him. Soprano comes in for the collar-and-elbow, but Everhardt ducks it and catches him in a wrist lock. Soprano
fights it, but Everhardt quickly turns it into a hammer lock, wrenching hard on his arm. Soprano grabs back for his head, but Everhardt dodges out of the
way and catches him in a quick snap mare take down. He quickly follows it up with a drop kick to the back of the head, then immediately goes for a cover.
ONE

TWO

NO!

Everhardt stands and backs off. Soprano gets to his feet, frustrated. He makes his way to Everhardt and the two lock up. Soprano overpowers him, pushing
him into the corner. He uses his weight to hold him against the turnbuckle, and digs his forearm into Everhardt’s face. He begins to pound away on the
former champion, but Everhardt manages to block some of the blows. He pushes Soprano off, but the relentless competitor fires back with more punches to
the face. Everhardt swings back wildly, but Soprano dodges and rolls him up. He pulls the tights!

ONE

TWO

THR—NO!!

Soprano is beside himself! He argues with the ref as the fans begin to chant “Everhardt! Everhardt!” Everhardt gets to his feet as Soprano goes for another
attack. Everhardt catches him with a kick to the gut…EVERPLEX! The fans erupt in cheers! He doesn’t go for a cover, instead lifting the big man back to
his feet. Everhardt locks his arms in a double underhook, but Soprano fights out. He turns his back to him and distracts the ref enough to catch Everhardt
with a mule kick to the crotch! Everhardt topples over as Soprano smiles and rubs his mustache. Soprano lifts Everhardt up and smacks him in the face.
He turns Everhardt around and…RIVER NAP! HE’S GOT THE SLEEPER LOCKED IN! The ref checks Everhardt as he tries to fight it. Before it can get clinches in
well, Everhardt reaches over his head grabs Soprano. He jumps up and hits a crazy variation of Sliced Bread #2! Soprano is down and Everhardt wastes no
time going after him. Everhardt locks in the BAYOU CITY STRETCH! He wretches back hard and yells out “TAP! TAP!” Soprano tries to fight his way to the
ropes, but Everhardt pulls back harder and Soprano is forced to tap! The ref calls for the bell!

JENNY JERSEY: The winner of the match via submission, NICK EVERHARDT!

The fans cheer wildly as Everhardt’s music begins playing and he starts his celebration.

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The REBEL crowd is getting reckless a the arena light go out you can here the fans chanting what the hell, what the hell…

Then out of the darkness we hear…

Guess who’s back? Ha ha I used to be broke, confused,. No joke.. Got used, smoked dope, paid dues
Refused to give up quick…Got more money, than Matchbox 20, Get more ass than Mark McGrath…
They say I’m cocky, and I say What? It ain’t braggin’ (BLEEP) if ya back it up
They say I’m cocky, and I say What? It ain’t braggin’ (BLEEP) if ya back it up

As the lights comeback on we find ‘The Show’ Chad Kurtis standing just outside of the curtain at the entrance ramp hoodie still pulled over his face as
the sold out crowd is going crazy. ‘The Show’ looks up and slings his head back to knock off his hood looks at the crowd and smiles before making his way
to the way to the ring exchanging high fives with the fans along the way. ‘The True PTPer’ pause outside of the ring before baseball sliding into the ring.
The fans are beginning to chant ‘THEN NOW NEXT’ as ‘The Show’ stands in the center of the ring soaking in the reaction from the fans before canadian pharmacy online signaling to
Jenny Jersey to toss him a mic…

”THE SHOW” CHAD KURTIS: (tilts his head back ala ‘The Rock’) Finally ‘The Show’ has comeback to the Underground! And how the hell are the fans of REBEL
doing tonight? (huge pop) Have you enjoyed the action so far? (huge pop again). Have you all miss ‘The Innovator of Offense’, ‘The Last Action Hero’, ‘The
True PTPer’, the ’THEN NOW NEXT’, ‘The Show’ Chad Kurtis? (crowd goes crazy with THEN NOW NEXT chants) I want to start out tonight by apologizing to you
the fans for being out of action last week. I wanted to be here and to be honest I was going to be here against doctor’s order but somehow our MIC got
word that the doctor wasn’t willing to release me for my match against Vincent Black.

Chants of Vincent sucks starts to blend in with the ‘THEN NOW NEXT’ chants.

”THE SHOW” CHAD KURTIS: and so I was told to take the night off and I bet that just made Vincent’s night. I bet he was thinking to himself that he owed
his buddy, Bubba J, a big hug and/or a kiss for delivering a TPT to me. My question is did the Elite really think that was going to keep me out of action
for long? Haven’t they heard of the legendary battles I have been in against the likes of Stylin’ Kyle Roberts and Nick Everhardt just to name a few? Are
they really naïve enough to think ‘The People’s Champion’ could be eliminated by one little attack? I hope they ain’t that naïve cause the only thing they
accomplished was motivating me even more! You see Bubba J, Vincent Black, and the rest of the Elite, ‘The Show’ Chad Kurtis doesn’t get pissed he gets
even, and that is exactly what I am going to do. You see I am going to hit the Elite exactly where it hurts them most. And I ain’t talking about the man
parts I am talking about championships! Thing is thanks to me Tagteam partner AKA my brother by a different mother, Billy Kryenik (huge pop) the Elite
is short the REBEL World Champion. So, that just leaves them with the world tag titles via Shoe and Inferno and the Carolina title which thanks to my doctor
is still held by Vincent Black. So, here what I got to say about that, first of all to ‘Great Alaskan Ninjas!’, I have talked it over with Billy and we
agree that if and that is a big if you make it past the ‘Young Leons’ at Winter Blast that ‘Time Warp Duo’ will wrestle you anytime, anywhere for the REBEL
World tag team titles. That is unless you are scared! Now onto my ol’ buddy Vincent Black you still have the Carolina title that ‘The Show’ has held proudly
on three count them three different occassions thanks to me being out of action last week and I have been informed by our MIC, Rex Caliber, that I will
be unable to cash in my rematch until after the tournament winner gets his shot and as much as it pains me I guess that is the way it is.

Fans begins to chant bullshit, bullshit.

”THE SHOW” CHAD KURTIS: and you know what that is okay because while I have to wait you will have it in the back of you mind always that sooner or later
you will have to face ‘The Show’ Chad Kurtis will the Carolina title on the line. It will keep eating at you and eating at you until you can’t sleep or
eat. Eventually your health will start to worsen as you accept the reality that you can’t beat me! ‘Extreme Elite’ you are officially put on notice that
‘The Show’ is coming for you! I know that means you will be attacking me and so on so and that’s cool bring it, but I do have one piece of advice for the
whole bunch of you, don’t haunt what you can’t kill!

With that said ‘The Show’ drops the mic to the mat and baseball slides back out of the ring before jumping the security barrier and exiting the arena through
the crowd….

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“Anthem for the Underdog” by 12 Stones queues up and running from the back is none other than The Bird of Prey to a huge ovation.

JENNY JERSEY: All the way from British Columbia, Canada; he stands six foot two inches and weighs two hundred and thirty pounds… BIRD OF PREY!

Bird of Prey runs down to the ring, and nods to his grandpa sitting in a ringside seat. He stops and gives his closest relative a hug before rolling into
the ring and awaiting his opponent.

“Scotland the Brave ” queues up and coming from the back, carrying a bottle of Mac’s Black and Gold is MacCulloch.

JENNY JERSEY: From Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania; he stands at five foot eight inches, and weighs in at two hundred and thirty-seven pounds… “THE CELTIC LEGEND”
MACCULLOCH!

Again the crowd gives a huge enormous ovation as he walks down to the ring, he hands the bottle off to a ringside tech. He ten looks around at the crowd,
raises a fist into the air, much to the delight of the crowd, and climbs into the ring.

DING! DING!

Mac and Bird of Prey stand inside the ring, facing each other. Both men stretch out a hand and firmly shake before releasing the good sportsmanship gesture;
they back up from each other. They come back and lock up, Mac’s strength gets him the advantage as he Irish whips Bird of Prey into the ropes. Bird of
Prey comes off the ropes, ducking under the clothesline from Mac, and rebounds with a cross body block. Mac quickly pushes him off, avoiding a pin attempt,
and Bird of Prey is sent rolling under the bottom rope from the force. Mac steps back and allows his opponent to come back into the ring. Again they lock
up, Bird of Prey with a float behind and positions himself for a German suplex. Mac is up and down, Bird of Prey rolls on through with another German suplex,
he doesn’t release. Mac is back up, dazed slightly, but is on his feet still locked into the hold. Bird of Prey lifts again, but Mac drops down to his
knees and Bird of Prey is forced to release the hold.

Quickly shifting his momentum, Bird of Prey synch’s in a side headlock, Mac powers up from the hold to stand beside his opponent. Elbow to the gut, another,
and one more and the hold is released. Sidewalk slam and Bird of Prey is on the defensive. Mac is up and drops a sharp elbow to Bird of Prey that catches
him in the throat. Mac lifts Bird of Prey to his feet and Irish whips him to the ropes, he quickly follows with a huge lariat clothesline. Bird of Prey
blocks it with a lean down and quick shove upwards. Mac is sent over with a back body drop to the floor, but Bird of Prey follows having been grabbed around
the neck. Mac landed on the floor delivering a over the top rope neckbreaker to Bird of Prey and both men are down. Mac is up, a bit slowly, but he gets
to his feet a few seconds before Bird of Prey manages the same feat. The quicker movement by Mac gives him a chance to grab a steel chair from a fan, got
to love steel chairs. Bird of Prey is up and turns around, rubbing at his neck, he ducks the swinging chair and delivers a spinebuster to the concrete
to Mac.

Bird of Prey rolls over and is up to his feet quicker now, taking advantage of the spinebuster to Mac. He grabs the steel chair that Mac had and brings
it down, it hits concrete. Mac rolls out of the way just in time and the chair clinks on the floor. Mac is up and charges at Bird of Prey with a spear,
the quick movement catches him off guard and he is down to the floor, compliments of a massive spear to his midsection. Mac snatches the steel chair and
brings it down on Bird of Prey, but he hits concrete, Bird of Prey moved out of the way in time. Mac follows Bird of Prey as he scampers away trying to
buy time till he gets to his feet. He is stuck in the corner of the guard railing and Mac swings down with the chair, kick to Mac’s leg and the chair,
once again, misses its target. Mac grabs his leg in agony as Bird of Prey gets to his feet, he grabs the steel chair once again. Bird of Prey springboards
up to the guard railing, balances, and comes down with the steel chair swinging in an arch. It connects with Mac’s skull and a trickle of blood escapes
Mac’s arteries on his forehead.

Mac is down on the concrete and Bird of Prey stands above him, he swings down again with the chair *THWACK!* it connects with Mac’s face and the cut is
opened further. Mac reaches out, somehow, and grabs the ankles of Bird of Prey bringing him down to the floor along with himself. Mac struggles up to his
feet, grabbing the dented chair and swings it down in a similar arch. *THWACK!* it connects with Bird of Prey’s forehead and a similar trickle of blood
escapes Bird of Prey’s arteries; now both men are bloody. The fans are getting into this match, loving both of these wrestlers. Mac lifts up the ring apron
and pulls out a trash can. Hoisting it high up into the air, he brings it down on Bird of Prey with a resounding thunk. Mac goes back to the ring and hunts
something else to use as a weapon, he finds a table and pulls it out easily; he sets it up. Bird of Prey is back up to his feet, the dented trashcan at
his feet, Mac’s back is turned to him. He grabs the can and slams it down over the unsuspecting Mac, and Bird of Prey leaps to the apron easily. He dives
from their with a back body flip driving the trashcan wrapped Mac through the table and to the hard floor beneath. Bird of Prey grabs his sides in pain,
that move cost him too.

A fan at ringside is holding out an empty Mac’s Black and Gold brew bottle to him, he smiles and takes it, he waits for Mac to regain his feet. A willing
participant in the match, Mac obliges with a groggy stance and shoves off the trashcan. He looks at Bird of Prey, blood streaming down both of their faces
and smiles, Bird of Prey swings, but Mac ducks. Bird of Prey swings again and again, Mac avoids the crippling shot. Mac has a beer bottle, and the two
have a stand off. They both swing and both bottles smash with a loud shattering sound and shards of glass go flying up into the air, both men are pouring
blood now but neither fall down to the mat. Mac suddenly grabs the stunned Bird of Prey’s hand and whips him into the guardrail, it gives way and fans
scatter. Bird of Prey is damaged from the blow and Mac lifts up the guardrail, he holds it in both hands. He then changes his mind and wields the section
like a steel chair and brings it down on the hurting Bird of Prey, it makes a loud thunk and Bird of Prey makes a loud grunt of pain.

CROWD: REBEL Pro! REBEL Pro! REBEL Pro!

Mac nods in approval as the fans fill the arena with cheers and loud shouting. He brings the section down again, but there is no Bird of Prey there to receive
the blow. He has his own section of railing and the two swing at each other, Mac goes down, Bird of Prey having swung the section at his legs but Mac connected
slightly with Bird of Prey’s head and he stumbles backwards. Shaking his head, he pulls Mac up to his feet, both red from their own blood as well as that
of their opponent’s, and whips him into the ring apron. Mac doubles over from the impact and slumps down to the floor. Bird of Prey, taking a page out
of Mac’s book, digs up under the ring and pulls out another table. The crowd begins a chant of “Tables!” Bird of Prey slides the table in under the bottom
rope and digs under for something else, he pulls out a Crown Royal bag, it jingles as he shakes it. The crowd begins a “We Want Thumbtacks!” chant and
Bird of Prey throws the bag into the ring, the contents still not known, only suspected.

Bird of Prey rolls the hurting Mac into the ring and he barely moves. Bird of Prey sets up the table and grabs the bag, he shakes it and the crowd is going
absolutely nuts. Opening the bag, he empties the contents onto both the set up table and the mat. He picks up Mac and goes for a body slam, Mac counters
it into a roll up pin, but Bird of Prey rolls on through. Both men are rolling through the multitude of thumbtacks. They both stand up and have thumbtacks
all in their faces, body, and there is not a thumbtack left on the ring’s mat. Bird of Prey even has a few thumbtacks in his face, as does Mac, but neither
care as they go at it once again, blood flowing as much as the crowd is cheering. Knee to the gut and Bird of Prey is bent over, over the head suplex,
and Bird of Prey nearly misses the table as he lands hard driving the thumbtacks even further into his flesh. He bounces back up from the pain and Mac
delivers a dropkick to his back and he is sent into the ropes in a doubled over position. He holds on to the ropes and tries to pull himself up to a standing
position, Mac is there with stiff forearm shots, a right hand, and Bird of Prey is rocked up against the ropes.

CROWD: MAC! Bird of Prey! MAC! Bird of Prey!

Bird of Prey manages a right that staggers Mac backwards, a springboard flying clothesline and the two are down. Using the last bit of his strength to propel
his offense, he rolls Mac over and delivers a flipping leg drop across Mac’s throat. He shoots back up to his feet and scoop slams Mac onto the thumbtack
covered table; Mac winces from the pain. Bird of Prey spreads his arms and points to the top turnbuckle, signaling for his finishing move “Spread My Wings”;
the crowd gets even louder. He climbs up to the top turnbuckle, spreads his arms again and dives. Right through the table! Mac moves out of the way and
the Bird of Prey goes through the thumbtack laden table, he rolls in pain and Mac crawls over. He somehow gets an arm over Bird of Prey and the ref is
there.

ONE… TWO… THREE!

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: Your winner and advancing to the #1 Contendership Tournament Finals for the Carolinas Title… “THE CELTIC LEGEND” MACCULLOCH!

Mac stands up, bloody, and helps an equally bloody Bird of Prey to his feet. The two shake hands. Mac motions for the ringside tech to bring him the bottle
of his own brew and the tech obliges. Opening the twist lid, Mac hands the bottle to Bird of Prey, who takes a big swallow, he grimaces, but keeps it down.
Mac laughs as he takes his own swallow, the two raise their hands into the air, and the roof is nearly blown off the building from the cheers.

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ROB MARTINEZ: Time now to introduce the second REBEL Icon! He is a former TWO time REBEL World Heavyweight Champion. He has huge pinfall victories over
Rex Caliber, current champ Billy Kryenik, OPW’s Orochi, and “The Show” Chad Kurtis. He is the second longest World Champ in REBEL History. He was the 2007
REBEL Wrestler of the Year. He main evented the first REBEL show way back on April 3rd, 2007. Just like with anything he does… I’m sure tonight he will
be “Stylin’”!

A fanfare of trumpets blasts through the speakers. For some recent REBEL converts, this doesn’t mean much, but for the old guard, some of them jump from
their seats. But this means only one thing.

“I am the man, baby, That’s what I am, I am a straight shooter With a master plan.”

The soulful sounds of the Philosopher Kings bring out a man who has not been seen around Raleigh for a while. A man who is a two-time REBEL World Champion.
The man who gave it World-caliber status by winning it in a small mining town in Australia. The man?

Stylin’ Kyle Roberts.

And he bursts through the entrance, showing everyone what style is all about. He’s decked out in a classy pinstriped dark grey suit, with a blood red dress
shirt underneath. Some fans bow down in a “We’re not worthy” gesture. One fan shows Kyle his “I came to REBEL to see Kyle Roberts” sign. Kyle looks around
at the REBEL Underground, and slides into the ring. Rob Martinez hands Kyle a mic.

KYLE ROBERTS: Well, well, well. Look who’s back in a REBEL ring.

Cheers from the crowd!

KYLE ROBERTS: That’s right, it’s-a me. Stylin’ Kyle Roberts. Two-time REBEL World Champion. And, it seems that I’m STILL holder of the most title defenses
during a reign here. Jake Phoenix seemed unbeatable as champ. And then he came across the Lemondrop Kid, Lloyd Rees. Who lost it to Paul Jarvis, and so
on, and so on… But I am happy to see Sick Billy Kryenik get the title. Congrats, Bill! You finally did it.

Kyle performs a golf clap for his former nemesis.

KYLE ROBERTS: But, people, I’m not here to honor the present. If I was, I’d probably go on and on about moving to Vancouver and getting a few choice roles
in Canadian-produced Hollywood shows. Or my ongoing gig as a male clothing model. Or weathering out the bad economy with my real estate investments. Speaking
of which, is anyone looking to rent a condo here? Nice pool, and hey, you live in the place that yours truly once called home! No, no takers?

The audience chuckles a bit.

KYLE ROBERTS: No, I’m here because REBEL is celebrating their past. And I got a call from our old friend Rex Caliber to see if I’d be willing to come down
to Raleigh to be celebrated. Now, I’ll admit, the temptation was to hang up on Rex as soon as I answered the phone. But it seems that people can change.
Well, not me, I’m still supremely awesome. But Rex? Instead of being the black-hearted bastard who tried to rule REBEL from the top with the despicable
Crimes, he’s now booking the show and being the Head Baldie in Charge. And, hey, who am I to turn down being inducted into the first batch of REBEL Icons?
So I decided to let bygones be bygones and come back down REBEL way to show my adoring fans that I still think of them. I thank you, North Carolina! I
thank you for choosing to remember me as part of REBEL’s heroes.

Once more, a cheer from the crowd.

KYLE ROBERTS: I don’t blame you. If I were choosing to induct somebody into REBEL’s version of the Hall of Fame, I’d be right up there. In the fed since
Day One, one of Rick Garrett’s most wanted men, and, hey, one of two, two-time REBEL World Champions. Sure, I might not have always won, and I might not
have always been liked by the fans, but one thing you could count on: Kyle Roberts would do everything he could to win inside that ring. I kicked out of
the CK Finale! I defended the belt from threats in and out of REBEL! I took the belt to places like Australia and Japan! And day in, day out, I was the
MVP of the night!

The crowd’s not sure if Kyle’s just stating the facts or outright bragging at this point.

KYLE ROBERTS: But as much as I can thank me for getting me to this point, I’d like to thank every REBEL fan out there, regardless if you hated me

or wanted
to have seventeen babies with me. Without someone to perform for, without the crowd eating out of the palm of your had, whether they like you or hate you,
there’s nothing in professional wrestling that’s worth doing. I do this for you people, and, after some time, I expect you might see me around these parts
again. Thank you for this honor.

Rob hands over Kye’s Plaque and Kyle’s banner drops. Kyle exits the ring, as the crowd chants “SKR! SKR!” At the top of the entranceway, Kyle turns around
and bows, hands clasped together, while mouthing “Thank you.”

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JENNY JERSEY: The following contest is a DOUBLE TABLES MATCH!

AIN’T NOTHING BUT A GANGSTA PARRRTTY!

Team P.H.A.T walks out and the arena erupts in boos. Johnny Afro smiles a bit, and Kid Flash looks all business. They see the Tables that are everywhere.
Nothings getting to them tonight.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first, at a combined weight of three hundred ninety four pounds… Johnny Afro, Kid Flash… TEAM P.H.A.T!

“My Old Kentucky Home” begins to play and out comes the Bluegrass Mafia. Lyndsey Valentine is with them, and looks to be unimpressed with the recent comments
of Team P.H.A.T. Matt and Jonothan looked amped!

JENNY JERSEY: And their opponents. Accompanied by Lyndsey Valentine, they have a combined weight of five hundred thirty five pounds. “The Bluegrass Badass”
Matt Kurtis, his brother “Bluegrass Heart-Throb” Jonothan Kurtis, they are the BLUEGRASS MAFIA!

The bell sounds as Afro and Flash instantly attack Matthew Kurtis. They use their speed to avoid an attack from Matthew. J-Kurt grabs Flash by http://viagraincanada-onlinerx.com/ the shoulder
and spins him around. He lands a right…and a second! Afro continues to use his speed to avoid being hit by Matthew Kurtis as he hits him with hard forearm
shots to the gut and the back, constantly rotating around Matthew. Matthew finally blocks a shot to his gut and delivers a hard headbutt! Flash and J-Kurt
exchange blows…neither man giving up ground. Matthew whips Afro in to the corner and follows in for a splash…but Afro moves! Afro slides out of the
ring and grabs Matthew’s leg, tripping him to the mat! He grabs the other leg…post to the crotch! Afro catches a glimpse of Valentine and a smile instantly
comes to his face. He struts his way over to her, gives her the wink, and is met with a slap to the face. He looks back at her as he feels his face, and
smiles once again, continuing to approach her.

Matthew Kurtis returns to his feet. He reaches over the top rope and grabs Afro by the head. Matthew forcefully lifts Afro back to the apron and belly to
belly’s him back in the ring! J-Kurt has the upperhand on Flash as Flash is reeling! J-Kurt comes at Flash for a lariat…NO! Flash with a swinging neckbreaker
out of nowhere! Flash looks over to notice that Matthew has Afro vertical in a suplex position. Flash with a chop block from behind, and Afro lands on
top of Matthew! Flash rolls out of the ring and lifts the apron, searching for a weapon. Afro returns to his feet and starts to dig in his pocket. He gives
a smirk…and pulls out a fork!

Matthew slowly rises back to his feet…fork to the knee! He leans over in pain, trying to pull the fork out…punch to the forehead…and Matthew is back
on the mat! J-Kurt is back up. He leans through the ropes to grab Flash…but Flash with a trash can lid to the skull…and it’s blocked by J-Kurt! J-Kurt
has a grip on the lid…and he hits Flash with a hard right, forcing Flash to let go of the lid! J-Kurt leans back in to the ring as he turns around…and
he barely gets the lid up in time to shield himself from Afro’s fork! J-Kurt forces the lid forward…right in to Afro’s face, and Afro is down! Matthew
has returned to his feet as Flash has re-entered the ring, kendo stick in hand! J-Kurt and Matthew slowly stalk Flash, and Matthew comes at Flash first.
Flash swings the stick, but Matthew catches it! J-Kurt swings the lid, hard shot to Flash’s skull!

J-Kurt looks down upon Flash as Matthew notices once again that Afro has rolled to the outside, and is trying to make moves on Valentine! Afro grabs Valentine…and
she knees him in the groin! He falls to his knees…slap to the face, and again he smiles! Matthew rolls to the outside and brings Afro back to his feet.
He smashes Afro face first in to the ring post…and once in to the guardrail for good measure! Matthew places Afro against the ring post and backs off…running
big boot! NO! Afro moves out of the way, and Matthew falls to the floor in pain!

J-Kurt lifts Flash back to his feet as Afro grabs another kendo stick from under the ring. Afro climbs to the apron as J-Kurt looks for the Facial Arranger…but
Flash pushes him off…and he runs right in to a shot from the kendo stick curtousy of Afro! J-Kurt stumbles back and turns around….superkick from Flash!
Afro tosses the kendo stick in to the ring and hops down from the apron as Matthew slowly gets back up. Mafia kick on Matthew from Afro! Matthew falls
to one knee, completely dazed as Afro once again looks under the ring. He pulls out a table and slides in to the ring with it. He sets up the table and
makes his way over to help Flash!

Flash and Afro with hard rights on J-Kurt! First Flash…then Afro…then Flash…Afro swings, but J-Kurt ducks! J-Kurt lifts him for a back suplex…but
is met with a boot to the gut from Flash! Flash rolls to the outside and grabs a chair from the crowd as Afro plants J-Kurt with a DDT! Afro rolls J-Kurt
on to the table as Flash slides back in with the chair. He sets the chair on J-Kurt’s chest as the crowd erupts in cheers! Flash makes his way to the corner,
climbing the turnbuckles…looking for the moonsault…but he’s stopped by a hard right from Matthew, bringing him to a sitting position on the top turnbuckle!
Matthew positions Flash for the Bluegrass Bomb….NO! Afro with a hard chair shot to Matthew’s skull, and Matthew slumps to a sitting position on the top
turnbuckle! Afro places the chair back on J-Kurt as Flash regains composure. Flash with a Frankensteiner…but Matthew holds the ropes, not allowing Flash
to flip him over! Afro to the rescue…NO! J-Kurt pushes the chair up in to Afro’s face, and Afro stumbles back in pain! J-Kurt rolls off the table and
pounces on Afro as Matthew uses his strength to pull Flash back up…BLUEGRASS BOMB OFF THE TOP THROUGH THE TABLE!

JENNY JERSEY: Kid Flash has been eliminated!

J-Kurt delivers a series of rights to a grounded Afro as Flash lays motionless on the mat! Alan Stone tries to clear the ring of the table pieces as Matthew
catches his breath. J-Kurt brings Afro back to his feet and whips him at Matthew…CLOTHESLINE FROM KENTUCKY! J-Kurt hits the ropes…ROLLING THUNDER!
J-Kurt looks down at Afro and smiles as he makes his way to the corner. Matthew follows, waiting for J-Kurt to reach the top. Matthew tosses J-Kurt…WILDCAT
SPECIAL! Flash has finally made his way to the floor on the outside as Matthew hoists Afro in to an electric chair position! J-Kurt climbs out to the apron
and begins to climb to the top rope, but Afro is delivering hard rights to Matthew’s skull! Matthew stumbles forward and Afro delivers a hard right to
J-Kurt’s jaw! J-Kurt tries to maintain balance on the top rope as Afro pushes himself up, standing on Matthew’s shoulders…HURRICANRANA ON J-KURT, SENDING
HIM PAST MATTHEW!

Matthew swings a right at Afro, but Afro ducks it! Hard forearm to the back of the head, and he follows up with a chop block on Matthew! Afro picks up a
piece of the broken table, and he is choking the life out of Matthew! Matthew gasps for air as Afro finally releases him, and tosses the table piece to
the mat. Afro slides out of the ring and searches under the apron. He pulls out a table and slides it in to the ring as the crowd erupts in cheers. Valentine
tries to get Matthew to get back up, not realizing that Afro is now standing behind her, checking her out. She turns around…and Afro with a kiss! Valentine
struggles, knee to the gut! And she follows with another slap to Afro, much to his delight. Before he can go for Valentine again, he notices J-Kurt using
the ropes to get to his feet. Afro slides in to the ring…mafia kick to J-Kurt!

Afro sets up the table near the corner. He picks J-Kurt up and rolls him on to the table. Afro follows, grabbing J-Kurt with a front facelock! NO! Matthew
grabs Afro before he can deliver the DDT, lifting him overhead…gorilla press slam! J-Kurt falls to the mat, catching his breath. He uses the ropes to
pull himself back up as Matthew slides out of the ring to check on Valentine.

J-Kurt steps out to the apron, still out of breath, preparing to climb to the top! WAIT! KID FLASH FROM BEHIND! Flash pushes Matthew face first in to the
ring post! J-Kurt climbs to the top, not noticing Flash climbing on to the apron! J-Kurt is in position for the Shooting Star Press…but Flash nails him
with a forearm to the back, dropping him to a seated position on the top rope! A groggy Afro starts to come to, as he slowly stands on the table. He notices
J-Kurt, and applies a front facelock! Flash grabs the lower half of J-Kurt’s body, lifting it to his shoulder as he sits on the top turnbuckle, elevating
the body! Afro falls back…DEVASTATING ELEVATED DDT THROUGH THE TABLE!

JENNY JERSEY: Jonothan Kurtis has been eliminated!

Flash rolls out of the ring and searches under the apron as Afro tries to locate his fork. Flash slides another table in as Afro grabs his fork. He sets
the table up near the corner as Flash makes his way to Matthew, who is starting to get back up. Flash again shoves Matthew face first in to the ring post!
He picks Matthew back up and rolls him in to the ring. Flash follows, and brings Matthew back to his feet. Flash and Afro guide Matthew over to the corner
near the table. Both men try to lift Matthew, but Matthew holds the ropes, preventing them from getting him on the top turnbuckle.

They try again, and again Matthew stops them! Flash with a back elbow to Matthew, and he releases the ropes! Afro and Flash lifts Matthew to a sitting position
on the top turnbuckle. Afro climbs on to the table as Flash tries to climb the ropes. Matthew with a right to Flash, and Flash falls back to the mat! Afro
comes at Matthew, but Matthew gets his boot up…and forcefully pushes Afro off the table! Matthew drops down from the turnbuckle as Afro comes at him
again…and Matthew with another hard right! Knee to the gut from Flash, and Matthew leans over in pain!

Afro and Flash try to lift Matthew back to the top rope, but he’s struggling! He pushes Flash away, and Flash falls through the ropes to the outside! Matthew
pushes Afro away forcefully, and Afro stumbles nearly to the center of the ring! Matthew stumbles out from the corner past the table. Afro with a full
head of steam…but Matthew catches him using his palms to lift Afro in to the powerbomb position! He spins Afro around…fork deep in the forehead by
Afro…but it’s not enough…BLUEGRASS BOMB THROUGH THE TABLE! Afro is left motionless as J-Kurt finally is able to use the ropes to return to his feet!
JENNY JERSEY: Here are your winners…JONOTHAN AND MATTHEW KURTIS…THE BLUEGRASS MAFIA!

Stone raises Jonothan and Matthew’s arms in the air, as both look like they just went through hell! Jonothan falls to one knee as his older brother pulls
the fork out of his head, blood dripping down his face. Jonothan rolls to the outside, instantly being helped by Valentine as Matthew climbs out of the
ring. Both men, escorted by Valentine make their way back up the ramp, looking towards the ring at the carnage they have left.

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“All Right Now” by Free cues up. Limping, Mikey makes his way through the curtain and down the aisle, nodding solemnly at the fans, definitely a lot more
serious than we are used to. The Internet rumors appear to be true; Mikey appears to be heavily medicated. He is wearing a nose cast which is secured to
his head with straps. His token steel chair is in his hand, but he isn’t hitting himself in the head with it as he normally would. This definitely isn’t
the Mikey we’ve grown accustomed to over the past year.

Mikey enters the ring, nodding as the fans chant his name. He puts the microphone to his lips.

MIKEY: I appreciate it. I really do. But I have some serious shit I gotta talk about.

The fans die down, a little worried about Mikey’s tone.

MIKEY: You know, I’ve almost been here in REBEL for a year, but this is the only time I’ve ever made an appearance on a card without wrestling on it. And
it feels really, really weird. My neck still isn’t in great condition. And yeah, my nose is fractured. I’ve got cuts just about everywhere. Hell, I’m a
good amount of pills the docs made me take. But none of these are the reasons I told Rexy not to book me tonight. The reason I’m not wrestling tonight
is because of the last two promos I aired on Rebel Pro Dot Com. As you saw, my head is in a really strange place right now. The Elite haven’t won the war
against REBEL Pro Wrestling. Hell, far from it. But, if I don’t get some help, they’re going to win the war against Mikey.

The fans begin booing.

MIKEY: Truth is, they had me reeling last week. Once again, I wrestled them with a severe handicap. They had managed to rattle me. Both times, Nick, I let
you down. By wrestling subpar, I essentially allowed them to pin me in our title match, then the next week, I left myself vulnerable to Blood and his Suffering.
So, not only did Bubba pick up a win, but I got my damn nose fractured by my own teammate. Suffice to say, not a good couple weeks.

MIKEY: I’ve been blacking out, having awful, awful nightmares, doing and saying some pretty strange things. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I’ve never been
the most sane guy in every room I’ve ever been in, but this is a little weird even for me. So, I asked Rexy to give me the week off so I could do some
soul searching, some real mind grinding. I’ve got to learn how to contain the madness going on upstairs. No, I’m not going to see Blood’s therapist, but
there is someone I am going to pay a visit to. Someone who has as much, maybe more, madness going on upstairs. And this guy, well he’s still insane, but
he has learned how to control it, how to focus. And, well, I think he’s the only person I can think of right now that can help me. This guy sees the world
for the madness it contains… and somehow, he survives. I must learn how he does it.

MIKEY: Ordinarily, I’d be yelling and screaming right now. Maybe up on the turnbuckle, beating myself with this here chair, telling Blood and Bubba how
much pain I’m going to inflict upon them. But that’s not me right now. So, all I will say is this… Blood, you may be trying to take down the Elite, but
your standing in the goddam way of me, of Nick, of Chad, of Billy. At Winter Blast, I’m going to ensure you’re on the sidelines, watching this war from
a hospital bed, a catheter attached to your little wee wee while the doctors try to remove both your mask and staff from the dark recesses of your bum
bum.

MIKEY: And, Bubba? Well, member of the Elite or not, leader of the Elite or not, monster heel or aspiring musician, I don’t give two (BLEEP). Bottom line
is I’m representing the Time Warp Posse, Team Kryenik, whatever we are, and I’m gonna make damn sure the Elite never even want you back after what I do
to you. Then, that way, we never have to worry about the four of you again. It’ll be down to three. Not bad for a month’s work; by spring the Elite will
be gone.

MIKEY: So, Rebels, don’t worry about me. I’m going to go take care of myself so I can take care of Bubba and Blood in February. Peace out!

Mikey’s music cues up as he gives the peace signal to his fans. He leaves the ring, still seemingly medicated, nodding to the fans, occasionally waving.
The fans cheer, but it is obvious they are very worried about Mikey.

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JENNY JERSEY: The Carolina Number One Contender Tournament continues! Our next match is scheduled for one-fall. Former multi-time World Tag Team champs
collide!

The fans pop! They know it must be Zeke and El Rey time! But then “I’m Gonna Get You Good” by Shania Twain cues up. The fans look confused. Did Sammy the
Music Guy mess up? Nope! It’s El Rey, pushing Montana Rose… it must be her music! She waves to the crowd as El Rey pushes her slowly, nodding and acknowledging
the cheering fans as well. Behind them is El Rey’s sister, La Reina de los Mariposas. Rosa throws out flowers to the crowd from a basket on her lap as
they make their way to ringside.

JENNY JERSEY: Hailing from Villahermosa, Tabasco, Mexico, weighing two-hundred and forty-give pounds,accompanied by Montana Rose and La Reina de los Mariposas…
EL REY DE CORAZONES!

The cheers turn to boos as the fans know who must be coming out next. It’s the FORMER most popular wrestler of REBEL… Zeke! “There Once Was A…” cues
up and Zeke emerges. He ignores the fans, lumbering to the ring, complete with horseshoe, steel chain and slop bucket. He looks up to El Rey, who is climbing
into the ring, and points to him.

JENNY JERSEY: From–

–before Jenny can finish, Zeke has dropped his gear at ringside, is in the ring, charging towards El Rey, forcing Jenny to flee the scene! El Rey was talking
strategy with his sister when he felt the ring shake as Zeke ran towards him. He turned around just in time to see Zeke’s fists flying at his masked face!
Zeke pummels him, then pushes him off the ropes and whips him across the ring. El Rey flies across the ring, off the ropes… right into a Zeke clothesline…
no! El Rey ducks it. El Rey off of the opposite ropes, cross body block to Zeke takes him down! El Rey is quickly back to his feet. The fans are solidly
behind him!

Zeke gets to his feet as El Rey goes at him with rights and lefts. Now Zeke is off of the ropes, El Rey lowers his head for a back body drop, but Zeke connects
with a boot! El Rey to the ground! Zeke bringing him to his feet, but El Rey fires away with elbows to Zeke’s gut! Now they’re standing toe-to-toe, eye-to-eye.
And El Rey is challenging Zeke to a test of strength! Zeke shrugs and agrees. Test of strength in the middle of the ring! Zeke takes the immediate advantage,
pushing back on El Rey, forcing his shoulders in the direction of the mat. But El Rey isn’t giving in yet, now he’s pushing back, forcing Zeke back to
the middle position. Now Zeke is going towards the mat! But Zeke stops El Rey and pushes back to middle position. El Rey with a knee to the gut… the
test is over! El Rey with a hiptoss to Zeke!

El Rey with a leg drop on Zeke… but Zeke rolls out of the way. The two men get to their feet. Collar-and-elbow tie-up. Zeke backs El Rey into the corner.
But El Rey fires back with a knife edge chop! Another! A roaring elbow! But Zeke is still standing. El Rey with a fist, blocked! Another… blocked! Zeke
with a big head butt sends El Rey reeling! And Zeke with a hip toss of his own!

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

Zeke gives the fans a dirty look as he picks up El Rey. He slams his head into the turnbuckle… then applies a sleeperhold. But El Rey is fighting it desperately.
The two former tag partners are all around the ring, Zeke trying to cinch it in, El Rey trying to break out of it. Mid-ring, El Rey gets an arm behind
Zeke… belly-to-back suplex!

EL REY! EL REY! EL REY! EL REY! EL REY! EL REY! EL REY! EL REY!

El Rey picks up Zeke by the arm. He’s dragging him towards the turnbuckle. Now El Rey is going up top. He’s going for the Old School! He’s walking across
the top-rope… NO! Zeke seizes the top rope and El Rey falls, legs spread, on top-rope! El Rey curses in Spanish. Now Zeke is hooking El Rey… he suplexes
him off of the rope!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Zeke off of the ropes… Big Splash to El Rey! And he hooks the leg!

One! Two! NOPE!

Zeke looks frustrated, but he’s not giving up yet. He picks up El Rey… and tosses him to the outside! And follows him out. He grabs El Rey and throws
his head into the corner of the ring apron. Again! El Rey falls to the ground as Zeke searches out a steel chair. He finds one! He charges toward the rising
El Rey with it. He swings it down… but El Rey grabs it! He rips it out of Zeke’s hands! And he brings it down on Zeke’s head! Zeke staggers but doesn’t
fall… that is, until El Rey runs back and charges forward with the chair, slamming it down on Zeke’s head!

Now El Rey is looking under the ring. He pulls out a table! El Rey is setting up a table! He grabs Zeke. He’s bringing Zeke up onto the announcer’s table!
He’s going to superplex him through the table! He hooks him. NO! Zeke headbutts him! And seizes him by the throat! HOLY SHIT! CHOKE SLAM THROUGH THE TABLE!
HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

El Rey’s sister is yelling at Zeke, saying something about incest and low IQs, which has the fans laughing, but Zeke is ignoring her. He picks up El Rey
and rolls him into the ring. He’s going up top… Mudpuddle time! This is gonna be it! He leaps off the top-rope… but El Rey gets his knees up!

EL REY! EL REY! EL REY! EL REY! EL REY! EL REY! EL REY! EL REY! EL REY! EL REY! EL REY! EL REY!

El Rey managed to get his knees up, but he’s still in a world of pain. Zeke is the first to his feet. He’s holding his abs, but he’s still in a better position.
Headscissors to El Rey… powerbomb! NO! El Rey reverses into a hurricanrana!

ONE! TWO! THR–ZEKE KICKS OUT!

Zeke and El Rey both getting to their feet. El Rey grabs the back of Zeke’s head… neckbreaker! El Rey to his feet, absorbing the cheers of the fans…
Lionsault! Cover!

ONE! TWO! THREE! NO! NO! ZEKE KICKS OUT!

The momentum is clearly on El Rey’s side now! He picks up Zeke. He pushes him into the corner, whips him across the ring! Zeke’s back hits the turnbuckle!
El Rey charges in for a splash… but Zeke manages to get a boot up! And Zeke follows through with a HUGE lariat!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Now Zeke… he’s going to the outside! He grabs his horseshoe!

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

Zeke ignores the booing fans as he climbs into the ring with the horse shoe. El Rey is slowly getting to his feet, unaware of what is about to happen. But
he turns around, he sees the horse shoe swinging towards his head… and he ducks it! The weight of the horse shoe spins Zeke around. El Rey grabs him
from behind… inverted atomic drop! Zeke drops the horse shoe!

EL REY! EL REY! EL REY! EL REY! EL REY! EL REY! EL REY! EL REY! EL REY! EL

REY! EL REY!

Zeke turns around… and El Rey clobbers HIM with the HORSE SHOE! Zeke falls down to all fours. Perfect set up for El Rey’s Horquilla del Corazon!

ONE! TWO! THREE!

JENNY JERSEY: And your winner, by pinfall… EL REY DE CORAZONES!

Zeke is busted wide open as the ref raises El Rey”s arm in victory. The fans cheer wildly, knowing El Rey will go to the finals of the tournament, for
a shot at Vincent Black and his Carolina gold!

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ROB MARTINEZ: The following announcement will conclude tonight’s REBEL Icon inductions. This man was the very first REBEL World Champion. He turned REBEL
upside down here in the following months, and had a record eight match win streak going throughout the Spring and Summer of 2007. He had big wins over
Tommy Deathrow, Kyle Roberts, ECFW’s legendary Lonewolf, and current REBEL Star Chris Sparx. He WON the main event of the first REBEL Show, and went on
to main event almost every REBEL card that summer. He became a color commentator, and is now your MAN IN CHARGE… He put the Sexy in…

BOOOOO!

Rob Martinez wonders why the reaction is coming out. But it’s aimed at someone else… BUBBA J! Bubba, staggering to the ring, probably drunk, and insults
fans and officials a like. Security is trying to stop him, but the tire tool in his hand is getting him a free pass into the ring. He grabs the microphone
from Rob.

BUBBA J: Y’all gotta be kiddin. All of the guys you could name a REBEL damn Icon, and you choose… Rex? That piece of shit ain’t done nothing but hold
me and the Extreme Elite down. And despite that, Vince and the Ninjas! are still damn champs. So, I want to be the first to protest this horse shit ceremony.
Bubba grabs up the Plaque from Rob and puts it on the ring mat. SMASH! He nails it with the tire tool and it breaks into pieces. Rob exits the ring, and
Bubba goes over to where the banners are. He tells the ring crew guy to get off the ladder that is near the banner, and Bubba climbs up. Rex busts out
from the back, but is a bit late. Bubba takes out a Zippo lighter, drops the banner and sets it on fire. Security gets Bubba down, and hand cuffs him.
Crew guys get a extinguisher, but the banner is ruined.

REX CALIBER: GOD DAMN YOU… YOU NO GOOD SON OF A BITCH. This was my damn moment. YOU HAD TO FUCKIN RUIN IT DIDN’T YOU?!

Rex is getting close to Bubba now. He has security hold Bubba in place.

REX CALIBER: You wanna fuck me over, you wanna piss on my legacy. Well, how bout you take on ALL THREE OF YOUR FORMER BOYS, IN FRONT OF YOUR BAR STAFF AND
CUSTOMERS. It won’t be a fast death either you fucker. Singles matches, all in a row, and if you don’t show up… YOUR FIRED.

Rex tells them to take him away, and have him arrested. Rex just looks at the burnt up banner. What a scene.

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Nick Everhardt makes his way out to the ringside area unannounced. He takes at ringside. “The Art of Dying” by Gojira starts to play its opening as the
fans start looking around at one another, asking who is coming out.

JENNY JERSEY: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Coming down the isle first, hailing from Windsor, Ontario Canada…the current REBEL WORLD
CHAMPION… SICK! BILLY! KRYENIK!

The fans go bananas as the power chords kick in and Billy Kryenik jumps out from behind the curtain. He holds the REBEL World Championship in the air high
above his head and screams out a “(BLEEP) YEAH!” from under his mask. Billy starts slapping the hands of the fans

SMASH! IT’S CASH!

Cash runs out from the back with the same dented chair he used on MacCulloch and blindsides the REBEL Champion. Billy tumbles to the ground. Cash smashes
the chair down on Billy’s head. Cash screams down at the ringside area “RING THE DAMN BELL!”

DING DING DING!

Cash tosses down the chair and picks up Billy and throws him into the guardrail and follows it up with a big right hand. Billy is laid up against the rail
and Cash clotheslines him over it and into the stands. The fans are cheering on Billy as he is crawling on his knees as Cash jumps over the rail. They
try to help Billy up, but Cash shoves the fans out of the way and throws him back into the guardrail. He grabs one of the chairs from the stands. WHACK!
Billy is pasted again. “YOU’RE FAMILY AIN’T SHIT!” Cash screams as he clobbers Billy over the guardrail once again. Cash hops over confidently and grabs
Billy by the mask and brings him back to his feet. Billy throws a couple punches but none of them connect. Cash knees him in the gut and turns him around.
GERMAN SUPLEX INTO THE STEPS!

Billy smacked the back of his head off the steps and is in obvious pain as he holds the back of his skull.. He pulls off his mask and exposes a gash on
the back of his head which has already started leaking blood steadily. Billy winces as Cash kicks him a few times for good measure. Cash is having way
with the World Champion as a fan in the front row dumps his beer on Cash’s head. Cash gets nose to nose with the fan. The fan shoves Cash, and Security
is on him like white on rice. Cash is laughing as the fan gets taken right out of the building and he gets even more heat. Billy is crawling around the
ringside area, and Cash starts chasing. He runs up behind Billy and mounts him on his back and starts landing in right hands as he holds his head. Billy
has had zero offense, and is damn near helpless after Cash blindsided him. Cash jumps up and stomps Billy’s back until he lays on the concrete. He pulls
him over to the steps and sits him up, leaning against them. Cash takes a few steps back and runs at him, trying to drive his knee into his head but Billy
moves! Cash hits the steps and flips over them landing hard on the other side of the ringside area.

SBK! SBK! SBK!

Billy grabs the guardrail and pulls himself to his feet to a big ovation. The Champion is bloodied early, but he’s standing. Cash is back up on his feet
and Billy goes to meet him. HOT SALVATION! Cash hits the concrete, and Billy drops down to a knee to rest for a few seconds. Billy gets a bit of his wind
back and goes back at Cash. He throws Cash into the guardrail this time and runs at him. Cash moves, Billy hits the steel with his ribs. Cash taps his
head, saying he’s “One step ahead of him”. Cash lands another punch and then finally rolls Billy into the ring. Cash casually walks up the ring steps and
gets into the ring. Billy has hold of the bottom rope, trying to find his bearings. Cash picks up Billy and puts him into the corner. Forearm smash, elbow,
elbow, forearm smash. Cash irish whips Billy into the opposite turnbuckle, Billy bounces out but is met with a dropkick to the mush. Cash goes for the
quick cover. ONE! TWO! Kick out!

Cash hops back up to his feet and drops an elbow. He grabs Billy by the leg and goes for the Boston crab but Billy kicks him in the jaw and lets go. Billy
shakes his head and gets back to his feet, and clobbers the six foot four Cash with a crooked arm lariat to a big cheer. Billy wipes some of the blood
off of the back of his head and then smacks Cash in the face with it, smearing it across his cheeks. Cash is disgusted, but has no time to argue as Billy
boots him in the stomach and then grabs the leg and drops an elbow on the knee. Billy picks up Cash and throws him into the corner. Billy follows through
with an Avalanche, squashing the bigger man. Cash drops facefirst on the mat and Billy jumps to the outside and grabs a chair. He rolls back into the ring,
with Cash getting back to his feet. THWACK! Cash gets a big shot to the back. THWACK! Another shot. CRACK! A head shot and Cash is down.

“YOU WANNA GET SICK!?” Billy screams as he sets up the chair in the center of the ring. Billy picks up Cash and lifts him up and belly to belly into the
chair! Cash grabs his back and rolls around the ring. Billy starts smiling as he gets back to his feet ans grabs the dented chair. He puts it on Cash’s
head and runs off the ropes, LEG DROP onto the chair with a sickening thud. The fans are loving it. Cash rolls out of the ring to give himself some time
to recover. Billy is playing up the crowd, and walks over to the ropes. He grabs the top rope and leaps over top of it, but it was too late, Cash already
moved. Billy smacks himself off of the concrete floor and Cash uses the ring apron to get back to his feet. He throws Billy back into the ring and picks
him up for a swinging fishermans suplex but with no pin. Cash grabs the chair Billy just used http://pharmacyrx-canadaonline.com/ and plants it on his head this time. Cash takes steps back
a few yards and then baseball slides the chair into Billy’s face to an astoundingly angry taunt from the crowd. Cash is satisfied with himself once again
and poses for the crowd to take shots at him.

“I WARNED YOU!” Cash shouts as he rolls out of the ring and looks under the ring apron. He pulls out a table and pushes it into the ring. He sets up the
table into the corner, so it forms a ramp. Cash has given Billy time to recover though. Cash grabs Billy but is met with a huge uppercut… THE FLOOD! A
combination of knees and uppercuts has Cash dazed. CANADIAN BACKBREAKER! Cash is down in pain and Billy drops to his butt to catch some more air. Billy
gets back up first and picks up Cash. He points over to the table to a huge pop. Kryenik ties him up for a suplex but Cash blocks it. Cash heabutts Billy,
and then HALF NELSON SUPLEX THROUGH THE TABLE! Billy is laid out and Cash takes a few moments but goes for the cover. ONE! TWO! TH-KICK OUT! Cash cannot
believe it. He punches the mat in frustration. He picks Billy back up and he goes for a Belly to Belly this time, but Billy grabs his neck and drops down
with Cash’s jaw bouncing off of the shoulder. Cash falls back and Billy jumps up with a jumping knee to the head. Snap suplex! Billy goes for the cover,
ONE! TWO! CLOSE but no Cigar!

Both men get back to their feet and they start going at it like wild men. It’s been a war, but both men still seem to have something left in their arsenal.
RIGHT! LEFT! RIGHT! LEFT! DING! Cash kicks Billy in the chestnuts and follows it up with a Cobra Clutch slam! Smelling victory, Cash starts signaling for
the Diamond Driver ’06. He stalks around Billy… who is reaching into his trunks. Cash lunges at him but gets a face full of fork! Billy jams it into Cash’s
forehead repeatedly, drawing blood from a few cuts. Both men are bleeding steadily. Billy tosses the fork into the crowd and a lucky fan raises it in the
air to a thumbs up from the Champion. Billy starts hammering away at the gashes, forcing more blood out of the wounds.

Billy puts his hand on Cash’s throat and starts choking him. Cash puts a thumb into Billy’s eye and he releases the choke. Cash rolls out and rubs his face,
seeing all the blood. His eyes light on fire, and he goes ape shit. He starts pounding at Billy and forces him into the corner. Cash gets on the second
rope to get more leverage on the punches. Billy picks him up and spinebuster slams him into the mat. Cash gets back up quickly through, catching Billy
off guard. He kicks him… DIAMOND DRIVER ’06! NO! Billy squirms out of hit. Billy punches him, and hooks both the arms… DRY LAKE! NO! Cash is dead weight
and Billy can’t lift him up. BACK BODY DROP!

It’s the Great Alaskan Ninjas! Shoe and Inferno hit the ring. They grab up Billy. Everhardt enters the ring. Shoe takes the ref out. Everhardt has Inferno.
Here comes MacCulloch, chair in hand. Cash cuts him off, and grabs levitra upotreba the chair… BAM! Mac gets hit with his own chair.

Here comes Vincent Black, but before he can get to the ring, Chad Kurtis jumps on his back. This is insane.They go back and forth. A huge brawl in the middle
of the ring as well.

Cash and the Ninjas are dominating in the ring. MIKEY MASSACRE! He enters the ring with a huge ovation. He nails Shoe, nails Inferno, nails Cash! MacCulloch
gets on top of Cash and begins choking the life out if him. Black slams Kurtis on the outside. Matt Kurtis heads to the ring, along with Jonothan. They
get Black off Chad Kurtis. Black and Matt Kurtis are going at it.

Security, every one REBEL Employs, staff members anyone… all trying to stop the chaos. Inferno gets at Billy, trying to beat any part on the man.

As the riot continues, Blood walks from the back. He just watches the chaos that is going on. He smiles a bit, and the Durham Police Department have arrived.
What the hell is “Winter Blast II” going to be like?

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