REBEL Underground 02/21/2009

02/21/2009
Outside the Rebel Underground arena, fans are jam packed. Inside the arena booths are set up selling Mikey Massacre DVDs, older Rebel Pro DVDs, and there
is even some Extreme Elite merchandise for sale. The Captain is loose, no wait, there are multiple Captains! No wait again, those aren’t multiple Captains,
they are Captain stuffed animals. Billy Kryenik and The real Captain are selling Captan plushes for ten dollars each and they are going like hotcakes.
Every child has one and there are even more in line waiting to purchase one of the plush bunnies. El Rey and Mac are in the concession area signing autographs
and taking pictures.

DING DING DING!

JENNY JERSEY: Fans, the Rebel Pro Underground show will begin in five minutes!

The fans out here hurry to purchase their memorabilia and get to their seats for the show. The wrestlers out here finish signing autographs or taking pictures
and head to the locker rooms in the back preparing for the show. The fans inside the arena begin a countdown as it slowly winds down to bell time.

FANS: Ten… nine… eight… seven… six… five… four… three… two…

AVENGED SEVENFOLD’s “THE FIGHT” blares through the Underground’s speakers and the crowd jumps up going crazy for the show to begin. Jenny Jersey stands
beside the timekeeper’s table, mic in hand. She brings it to her lips and is ready to announce the first match of the evening. The crowd is buzzing for
some hardcore tag team action tonight.

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match is set for one fall…

“Lonely Train” by Black Stone Cherry ambushes the loud speakers at the REBEL Underground Building as the Soldiers of the Apocalypse enter the building through
the curtain to a chorus of boos and insults because they have interrupted the always lovely Jenny Jersey. Wearing their trademark tights and bullet-proof
vests, Chris Sparx and Mark Kingston keep their eyes set on the ring, except for a few quick glances to the mass of fans that have piled into the small
building in Durham, North Carolina. Stepping over the ropes, Mark Kingston is scowled at by Jenny Jersey, who hands him a microphone. Chris Sparx soon
joins him in the center of the ring as Jenny climbs through the ropes.

MARK KINGSTON: For too long, you fans have cheered and applauded the acts of The Young Leons. For too long, you have sat back and allowed them to reap the
rewards of their destructive habits. And for too long, you have paid the price of admission to show up here and witness the idiotic spectacles that Johnny
and McHighspot have produced.

The fans are clearly being insulted here and let Kingston know that through their increased intensity of insults. A few fans dare to applaud them, but the
others manage to subdue them before the Soldiers of the Apocalypse hear them.

MARK KINGSTON: Yet, your sins have been calculated and your souls have been replenished. You can start with a clean slate tonight and help yourself to survive
by cheering us on as we rid REBEL Pro of the fabulously failing tag team known as The Young Leons. Chris, do you have something to say?

Chris Sparx takes the microphone from Kingston and the fans become mellow, not as heated towards the returning veteran of old. Even a few cheers are heard,
but not many.

CHRIS SPARX: For a while now, we’ve been stepping up our game. It was a mistake to underestimate The Young Leons cheating ways the last time we met. Yet,
do not fear, because tonight we will make sure to put an extra licking on them just for you all.

The crowd soon erupts will electricity and anger towards the two men in the ring and Sparx and Kingston become excited, even go as far as to openly smile
about the reaction.

CHRIS SPARX: Yes, boo and parade us with insults, that’s the way to get on our good side. You see, we told you all last month that an apocalypse is coming
to REBEL and you all failed to heed our warning. Well, you’d better listen up, now!

A thunderous wave of boos covers the entire building, the two men receiving major heat from these two, but they continue trotting on.

CHRIS SPARX: Me and Kingston here, we are the only people who can save REBEL from people like McHighpot and Johnny. Those two want to parade around here,
gallivanting like their a bunch of doped-up clowns riding on a one-way train to ecstasy land. Well, the real world is much, much harsher. We are the Soldiers
of the Apocalypse and we are here to warn you all. Take cover and reveal your true feelings. We are the right answer, not The Young Leons. Take our side
and you will live on.

The microphone is handed back to Mark Kingston, who hesitates, waiting for the crowd to simmer down. After a moment, the chorus continues, but Kingston
decides to carry on.

MARK KINGSTON: Continue this, but do not ask for our help when the apocalypse comes. Do not ask for assistance when the supposed “good guys” show their
true colors and maim you all. We are not the bad guys here, can’t you see? We are the heroes, we are the ones who want to save you! Yet, this is your final
chance. Heed our warning and join us, or perish to the corners of eternity! So what’s it gonna be, guys? Will you join us and forever live on?

The crowd explodes into a rampant parade of dogs wishing to take a bite out of Kingston and Sparx, and the Soldiers of the Apocalypse are soon holding their
heads low in disgrace.

MARK KINGSTON: Then so be it!

After a moment, Kingston drops the microphone and Sparx begins to exit the ring. A few pieces of trash are thrown at them as they make their way backstage,
but Sparx and Kingston do not flinch. Soon, they are gone. Jenny climbs back into the ring where she picks up the microphone. She wipes off the mouthpiece
and brings it up to her lips.

JENNY JERSEY: Let’s try this again…

Lester Flatt and Earl Scruggs’ famous television theme plays and from the back comes Cuzin’ Zeke. Jenny Jersey is interrupted yet again, but now by someone
she doesn’t mind staying in the ring with. Zeke makes his way to Jenny Jersey and asks for the mic and grabs it. Some of the fans boo, because of course
the tactics used recently sure are not what the fans had wanted from the hillbilly… he endures the boos and all.. and motions to everyone to quiet down…
CUZIN ZEKE: Sorry abouts interruptings you Mrs. Jennys, but this is important. Hey ya all here in the Underground… I wants to tell ya all something…I
knows recently I did what I had to, I needed to finds a way to get me to the top.. and well I knows what I been doing maybe just didn’t sit right with
ya all….!! (crowd boos him again) But I gots more to tell ya all.. ..just before I come out here to the arena tonite, I gots a telephone call… it was
my sister, and well she says that my Mom aint doing so good. Recently she been in and out of the hospital, and well I guess I have to make a choice…
does I stay around here in REBEL, or does I go home…. !! I knows that there will always be a spot for me here… but I only gots one Mom….so tonite
I have to tell ya all.. I am taking a leave of absence from REBEL… I don’t even thinks the commish knows yet…but I have to make one of the hardest
choices I ever had to in my life. I wants to thanks the fans of REBEL…for all the good support and cheers….even I liked when ya boo’d me… You are
the best fans I ever fought in front of. And how do I thanks REBEL it self… you guys in the back… those who were my friends, those who was my enemies…every
nite you brought out the best of me… but tonite that all ends… I hopes to be able to come back…sometimes..even if just to be a guest ref or something..
but I wants to try to make it back… and again try to win the belt I never did get the chance to put around my waist.

Zeke hands the mic back…and makes his way out of the ring… the crowd is stunned by the announcement. and now not sure just what to do.

Jenny looks at Zeke’s retreating back and listens to the deafening silence. Slowly the crowd begins to murmer. A few fans wish Zeke’s mom the best as he
walks back to the back. Before walking through the curtain, he turns and gives one final wave to the fans who stand up and cheer him.

JENNY JERSEY: Zeke, I’m sure I speak for all of us in saying, come back soon and give your mama our Get Well wishes.

The crowd cheers this announcement, they do indeed wish her the best.

JENNY JERSEY: But for now… lets get to some wrestling!

CRANK THE AC/DC, BABY!

JENNY JERSEY: Not again…

“I’M ON MY WAY TO THE PROMISED LANNNNND…
I’M ON THE HIGHWAY TO HELL!
I’M ON THE HIGHWAY TO HELL!
I’M ON THE HIGHWAY — !”

The crowd absolutely erupts in hateful boos as THE EXTREME ELITE strut through the curtain, cocky, confident, and oh so damn arrogant. Each man wears a
huge grin, including the huge grin on the crazy Inferno’s face. Each man is dressed to kill (well, except Bubba – his idea of “dressed up” is a tuxedo
t-shirt), Vincent cutting a particularly fine figure in his sleek black suit on his massive frame. Gold drips from them all, the tag and Carolinas championships.
They step into the ring, the crowd not quieting down at all. Cups fly through the air at them. Shoe takes the microphone from Jenny Jersey with a wink.
SHOE: Friendly peoples…

This crowd isn’t going to let him talk.

SHOE: I SAID FRIENDLY PEOPLES SO SHUT YOUR SOCKDAMNED MOUTHS!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.

SHOE: Welcome, once again, to the HOUSE that the DOUBLE E built! I am your party host, PAPA ROCK & ROLL, and let’s have this time to celebrate our greatest
accomplishment… PULLING THE WOOL OVER EVERYBODY’S EYEBROWS!

Vincent Black, towering, hulking, but no less enjoying this, takes the mic.

VINCENT BLACK: You know something… shut your mouth before I shut it for you, punk… when we came up with this plan to get Bubba back on the list by having
each of us lay down for him, we knew we could pull it off… but damn. We never though Rex Caliber would go so far as to give it to us on a single night.
BUBBA J: Ya see somethin’, Billy Kryenik took somethin’ that wasn’t his, and then the damn sumbitches in charge saw fit to not even gimme the damn rematch
I deserved! Hell ya know it all, the Extreme Elite got together to make sure that the most DESERVIN’ wrestlers stay on top. Ya’ll got a problem with that?
Too damn bad! Now we set out to prove we are once again the smartest and best in all REBEL pro wrestling, and hell, Billy Kryenik, Blood, whoever the hell
it ends up being, when I get my shot at MY world title again, it’s done as good around my fat waist again where it belongs.

Bubba pauses to soak in the hate of the crowd. For a second, they cheered him again… only to be betrayed once again. They will never forgive him for it.
Inferno takes the microphone.

INFERNO: HAHAHAHAHAHA! We SAID it — we MEANT it — we DID it — and it was BRILLIANT, baby! You want EXTREME? You want ELITE? The four of US — TOGETHER
— BRING IT ALL! The uncrowned REBEL PRO WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION… the sexy southern BUBBA J! THE REIGNING CAROLINAS CHAMPION… big pile of sexy
VINCENT BLACK! THEY ARE HARDCORE ENTERTAINMENT! AND THE GREATEST REBEL PRO

TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS… OF ALL TIME… PAPA ROCK N ROLL SHOE… THE INTERNATIONAL
MAN OF HARDCORE INFERNO… THE GREAT! ALASKAN! NINNNNNNJA! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAH!

SHOE: Now some of you may be wondering why CA$H ain’t out here, well, he ain’t nekkid under dem eyebrows enough to be a fully-fledged member of the Extreme
Elite JUST YET. But later tonight, we’ll fix that. As for now, it doesn’t matter who wins this triple-threat tonight, be it the Bluegrass Morons, the Time-Warp
Douchebags, or even… God forbid… Borin’ and Snorin’, the team of Massacre and Everhardt. It doesn’t matter who brings it, nobody’s got the skills to
take down the GREATEST REBEL TAG CHAMPS EVER EVER AND EVER —

“Um… hey, guys… um… sorry to interrupt…”

The Extreme Elite are all stunned silent as Chet Whettleson emerges from the curtain. He looks nervous, but has a clipboard with several pages on it. All
four EE members can’t believe Chet Whettleson, of all people, would interrupt them…

SHOE: What the hell you doing out here BOY?

CHET WHETTLESON: Um, well, um, guys, see… well you know, Rex Caliber is no longer with REBEL Pro, and the new owner Larry Gordon, well, he isn’t ready
to appear on shows yet, but…

BUBBA J: B-b-b-but SAY it, stutterbum! Ya got somethin’ to say then SAY it!

CHET WHETTLESON: Well um, um, um, well they sent me out to here to make an announcement… Rex Caliber’s last official act. And it has to do with, um, the
Great Alaskan Ninjas —

INFERNO: The plural of ninja is NINJA you little tosser! And Rex Caliber is Finished — over! Yeah baby, yeah! HAHAHAHA!

SHOE: Inn’t cute, the little baby trying to come out here and show some cubes!

CHET WHETTLESON: Well I just… I just gotta come out here to announce that… there’s uh, there’s going to be a tag team title defense here tonight at
REBEL UNDERGROUND!

SHOE: What? He can’t do that! There’s nobody deserving! He can’t do that — that son of a shoeless bitch!

The Extreme Elite have to hold the incensed Shoe back. Chet gulps, but continues.

CHET WHETTLESON: As the last order of Rex Caliber for REBEL Pro Wrestling… the Great Alaskan Ninja will have to defend their tag team titles tonight…
Bubba and Vincent banned from ringside… or else you’ll be stripped! Um, you gotta defend against the team of, um, the team of…

SHOE: —(BLEEP) REX CALIBER— WHO? YOU SPILL IT!

CHET WHETTLESON: The team of— um… the team OF…

MR. BERZERKER … AND… CALIBAN!

The Extreme Elite’s collective jaws drop as two of the most feared monsters in REBEL Pro history step through the curtain. First, hulking, dreadlocked,
masked, monstorous… the demon from the Amazon basin… CALIBAN. The other, hairy, crazy-eyed, sporting a gigantic viking beard… HUSS. MR. BERZERKER.
The crowd is stunned, and then begin to cheer as the two monsters bear down on the ring. Referee Jimmy Johnson hits the ring. He orders the protesting
Black and Bubba out or he’ll strip the tag titles form the GAN! CALIBAN and MR. BERZERKER get into the ring, Inferno and Shoe roll their sleeves up and
THERE’S THE BELL! The crowd goes crazy as they realize that the GAN are about to get their ever-lovin’ asses handed to them!

Inferno and Shoe charge the beasts and get FLATTENED down to the canvas. Inferno gets up, and Caliban is ALL over him. GORILLA PRESS from Caliban… and
he DROPS INFERNO ONTO HIS KNEE! DAMN! Mr. Berzerker sends Shoe to the ropes and just rams into him, knocking Papa Rock & Roll to the canvas hard. Mr. Berzerker
leaps up into the air and comes down, both feet onto Shoe’s chest, driving whatever wind was left out of him! Inferno tries to crawl away from Caliban,
but the mysterious man from the Amazon picks him up… huge shot to Inferno’s back thuds throughout the arena. Inferno yells out in pain and tries to escape
to the corner, but it does him no good, as Caliban starts thrusting his shoulder violently into Inferno’s gut. Mr. Berzerker picks up Shoe and delivers
several big overhand chops to Shoe’s head, knocking him down repeatedly. Finally the hulking swede lets Shoe up… only to pick him up by the collar and
THROW him into the turnbuckle. LARIAT! Berzerker turns around, Caliban gets out of the way LARIAT Inferno! BACK ACROSS LARIAT SHOE! HUUUUSSSSS! LARIAT
TO INFERNO! TO SHOE! TO INFERNO! Berzerker running wild back and forth across the ring smashing the tag champs to bits! HUSS! HUSS! HUSS! Finally he stops
and Inferno and Shoe each stumble out to center ring and do STEREO FLAIR FLOPS.

WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

BERZERKER has a big grin on his face, but Caliban shoves him out of the way. Caliban picks up Shoe and hoists him over his shoulder… then picks up Inferno
onto the same! Good God, how strong is this man? RUNNING POWERSLAM on both GAN. Caliban makes the first cover of the match on Inferno, ONE, TWO, Shoe barely
is able to shove Caliban off enough for Inferno to get a shoulder up. Mr. Berzerker husses into the scene and hauls Shoe back up. Shoe tries firing some
shots at Berzerker, which only draw a blank stare. BIG SHOT! Shoe staggers backwards, Mr. Berzerker charges and CLOTHESLINES SHOE OVER THE TOP ROPE! Caliban
whips Inferno into the turnbuckle so hard Inferno crashes to the canvas like a shot. Meanwhile, Mr. Berzerker chases Shoe outside… picks him up, HEADFIRST
into the steel ringpost! HUSS! HUSS! The crowd is loving this, the hated GAN are getting absolutely dominated by this surprise monster team. Caliban picks
up Inferno…

POWERBOMB TO THE ANNOUNCE TABLE FROM THE RING! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! INFERNO MAY BE DEAD!

Mr. Berzerker picks up Shoe, Shoe is bleeding good from the forehead now after that shot. Mr. Berzerker with a press… drops Shoe chest-first across the
guardrail. Shoe tumbles over into the fans. Berzerker husses as Caliban looks on. Berzerker looks up at him, then turns to get Shoe… WHAM. CHAIR SHOT!
Shoe has a chair from the front row, another shot! ANOTHER! AND A FOURTH finally knocks Berzerker down. Shoe throws the chair away in disgust and takes
a seat, trying to get some breath. Inferno still is out in the wreckage of the table. Caliban slides out of the ring, Shoe picks up the chair again and
swings — CAUGHT.

CHOKESLAM

ONTO THE GUARDRAIL

Shoe screams in pain as he lands painfully on the railing. The viciousness of Caliban! The fans are in fear and awe of him, but as long as he’s destroying
the GAN, they love him. Caliban carelessly bundles Shoe as if he is no more than a piece of carcass into the ring and follows in. Shoe gets to his knees,
swinging at air. Caliban clutches the back of his neck…

HEART OF DARKNESS.

The inverted chokeslam connects, only Bruce “The Beast” Richards has ever kicked out. Caliban puts one foot on Shoe, who isn’t moving.

ONE

TWO

THREE —

INFERNO WITH THE LAST SECOND SAVE.

He clips Caliban’s knee to do it, just barely saving the tag team titles. Caliban is on his back for the first time in the match but quickly up, Inferno
dropkicks the knee. Then again. A stomp, a stomp, an elbow drop, Inferno bloody and bruised, trying to rally his team. Shoe is out, kids. Caliban will
not stay down, however, even as he begins limping. Frustrated, Inferno goes to the top rope… CROSS BODY BLOCK!

CAUGHT!

POWERSLAM!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE—FOOT ON THE ROPES!

That would have been it right there, but Inferno somehow aware enough to realize the ropes could save him. He sure as hell wasn’t kicking out. Even limping,
Caliban gets to his feet and picks Inferno onto his shoulders… DREADLOCK DROP aka DOOMSDAY! On one good leg! How can you STOP Caliban?! Caliban pounds
on his chest as Mr. Berzerker gets back in the ring. The viking warrior looks fearsome as crimson blood stains his reddish beard and hair. He picks up
a limp Shoe and deposits him in the corner. Caliban doesn’t seem to agree with this plan, but Berzerker shoves him out of the way. Caliban shoves back
— SHOVE. SHOVE. Caliban clobbers Berzerker! However these two were brought together, it seems to be an uneasy truce that is rapidly deteriorating. Caliban
pulls Berzerker onto his shoulders for the Dreadlock Drop… the knee buckles from Berzerker’s massive weight! He drops his man, and Berzerker hoists him
up… DOUBLE-HANDED CHOKE BOMB! Caliban rolls to the floor after that tremendous impact! The distraction removed, Berzerker picks up the other GAN member.
Now Inferno is stacked up against Shoe in the corner. Berzerker gets some distance…

CHARGE!

Inferno and Shoe both dive out of the way at the last second and Berzerker hits the turnbuckle chest-first! DOUBLE ROLL-UP! PULLING THE TIGHTS! FEET ON
THE ROPES! ONE! TWO! THREE! The GAN with a MIRACLE victory to retain the titles here at Underground!

JENNY JERSEY: Here are your winners… and STILL REBEL Pro Tag Team Champions.. the Great Alaskan Ninja!

The GAN roll out of the ring. Bubba and Vincent come out as the tag champs collapse in the aisle. The crowd couldn’t have asked for more of a well-deserved
beatdown on the GAN… but dammit, the GAN somehow retain the tag titles against a nigh-impossible challenge. Just who can stop the reigning tag champs?
With the EE gone, Mr. Berzerker gets up in the ring, hussing in disappointment. The crowd begins to clap for him, they’ve missed the big lug ever since
he disappeared —

WHAM!

Caliban hits Mr. Berzerker from behind with a sickening shot! Berzerker goes down hard as the crowd boos. The demon from the Amazon basin snarls through
his mask and picks up Berzerker, setting him up for… no way! Not the HEART OF DARKNESS! The crowd’s horror turns to a huge cheer when WARREN hits the
ring! The slacker gets Caliban’s attention, and pulls out…

A DELICIOUS Hostess Fruit Pie! With real fruit filling in cherry or green apple flavor! The beastly Caliban is distracted as Warren unwraps the preservative-filled
pastry, waving it about. Caliban drops Mr. Berzerker and snatches away the DELICIOUS Hostess Fruit Pie. Warren grins and gives a cheesy thumbs up, flicking
greasy skid hair out of his eyes…

WAIT A MINUTE!

MICROWAVE BURRITO BUSTERRRRRRR!

Warren puts down the confection-loving Caliban down with his version of the Acid Drop! Then he helps up Mr. Berzerker… the big man shoves Warren away
at first, confused, but Warren says “Dude! It’s like, totally Warren dude! Remember the good times? Yeah dude! I know you do! Berzerk-dude!” Mr. Berzerker
looks down at the skinny Warren… and then a huge grin erupts on his viking face! “WARRENNNNN!” Berzerker crushes Warren in a giant hug as the crowd goes
crazy! Caliban has been dispatched, and it appears that the CIRCLE K NORDIC CONNECTION have been reunited! The CKNC walk through the curtain, finally a
happy ending for the two best friends! And FINALLY the first segment is out of the way at REBEL UNDERGROUND!

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‘Puppet’ by Thousand Foot Krutch begins to play over the PA system. After the opening riff Riley Vegas emerges from the locker room and is quickly booed
by the fans in attendance. His valet, Holli Wood follows closely behind. Vegas strides to the ring confidently. He adjusts his elbow and knee pads, and
then slides under the bottom rope. Jenny Jersey adeptly avoids Vegas who bounces off the ropes. After a moment Vegas settles into his designated corner;
Holli closely at his side.

JENNY JERSEY: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first…accompanied by his manager…HOLLI WOOD…hailing from Parts Unknown,
and weighing in tonight at two hundred and fourteen pounds…RILEY VEGAS! And his Tagteam partner from a local boxcar and weighing in tonight at one hundred
and twenty seven pounds…Dextro!

“Dope” by Paranoia cues up as Dextro receives some cheers for those familiar with old school NAPW as well as those who caught his Rebel debut match last,
and while the number of cheers seems to have grown since last the majority of the REBEL fans are still just confused by the tiny man making his way to
ringside. He sneezes and swipes the disembodied mucus into the unappreciative crowd before continue to the ring. “Working Class Hero” by Green Day cues
up as Jeremy Jones makes his way to the ring sporting his white wife beater and nodding to the fans who still ain’t sure what to make of their native son.
JENNY JERSEY: And their opponents introducing first from Grover, North Carolina and weighing in tonight at two hundred and forty one pounds he is the disappointment
since birth…Jeremy Jones! And now making his way to the ring his Tagteam partner from Los Angeles California weighing in tonight at two hundred and sixty
six pounds… ‘Jimmy’ James Porter!

“Stinkfist” by Tool cues up as James Porter joins his tag team partner at the entrance ramp as he receives a few cheers by most a wait and see attitude
for the Rebel fans. Dextro and Vegas don’t seem to be adopting the same wait and see attitude as they meet the team of Porter and Jones on the apron and
we have a fist throwing fury going a right, a left, another right it is hard to tell who has the upper hand as the referee signals for the bell and this
match is now official. All four men are going at it and the crowd is eating it up. Dextro gets the advantage over Porter thanks to a steel chair that busts
his head open. Vegas and Jones have found their way inside the ring as Vegas seems to be in control. Vegas delivers the Vegas effect and makes the cover
as the ref counts…

One…

Two…

Thr…

No somehow Porter makes the save just in time but gets awarded with another chair shot from Dextro for his effort. Porter seems knocked unconscious as Dextro
and Vegas turn their attention to Jones. Vegas slings Porter off the ropes as Dextro catches him with a dropkick as he makes the tag. The small but vicious
Dextro goes on the attack. Porter gets back to his knees but Dextro lands a baseball slide into his man jewels. Dextro then walks over and kicks him in
the head. This is the kind of behavior that Dextro banned in Canada but fans of Rebel wrestling live for. Dextro covers Porter…

One…

Two…

Thre…

It is over but no! Out of nowhere Jones with the save. Good timing on the save but his reward is diving moonsault from Vegas. The fight between Vegas and
Jones spills out to the outside of the ring as Dextro just shakes his head knowing the end is near for Jones. Jones makes it back to his feet but is greeted
by a DexSault for his trouble. Porter is out but Dextro ain’t done yett as he gets him in the Pump It! Porter can’t hold on as he taps!

JENNY JERSEY: Here are the winners of the match, the team of Dextro and Riley Vegas!

A big win here for Dextro and Riley Vegas, and — hey! That’s Dextro’s third straight win… You’ve got to be kidding. DEXTRO IS ON THE LIST!

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JENNY JERSEY: Due to Cuzin’ Zeke having to take an immediate leave of absense, this match will be a handicap matchup set for one fall.

“Alcohol” by The Dropkick Murphys blares and through the curtains comes a brawl? Bubba J is getting bood, but as usual, he doesn’t hear them. However, this
time it is because he is brawling with his newest nemesis, Blood. Bubba J is carrying Ripper, his personal made baseball bat and he whacks it over the
back of Blood. From the back runs El Rey, but he is caught in the midsection by the swinging bat and he goes down in a heap. Blood with a stiff forearm
to the back of Bubba J’s head and he drops the weapon. Blood picks up it up and brings it down, but it stops short as Bubba J delivers a low blow to Blood’s
groin; he now drops the bat. El Rey is rolling up to his feet, but disregards the weapon, he doesn’t use them. Bubba J charges at Blood, but seeing something
in Blood’s eyes, he leaps to the side as El Rey crashes into Blood with a charging clothesline taking him down instead.

El Rey turns to receive a boot in the gut from Bubba J, even flow DDT onto the concrete. Bubba J rolls over and picks up Ripper, he has no problem using
a weapon, in fact, he loves the oppurtunity. He swings it down at El Rey’s leg and the King of Hearts screams out in pain as the barbed wire and tacks
dig into his flesh. Bubba brings up Ripper for another blow, but it is jerked from his grip. He gulps and turns around *WHACK!* in the ribs, Blood drags
the homemade weapon across the face of Bubba J causing blood to pour heavily. Bubba J takes another shot to the ribs and he crumples to one side holding
at his ribs. Blood brings the weapon down again and its pointy surface digs into the flesh of Bubba J but the hardheaded redneck refuses to go down at
the hands of his own weapon. El Rey rolls up onto his knees and then he is up to a vertical base, wobbling slightly on his leg. Double clothesline sends
Bubba J down to the concrete and they pull him back up. For all their differences, they are working well together right now. Hooking the arms, they lift
Bubba J up and back down to the concrete floor with a double vertical suplex. Bubba J writhes in pain and grabs at his lower back. El Rey points at the
ring and Blood nods, they want to finish this match. They begin to drag Bubba J down the ramp, Ripper being drug by Bubba J’s foot somehow. They get to
the ring and El Rey climbs inside.

DING DING DING

The match has finally started. Blood pounds Bubba’s face into the ring post, busting him open further, before trying to roll him into the ring. Bubba J
is bleeding heavily and is dead weight and Blood is having some trouble lifting his bulky weight. Blood lifts Bubba J up but Bubba J headbutts Blood driving
him backwards. Running clothesline takes Blood down. El Rey sees what is going on and dives over the top rope with a plancha, but Bubba J moves out of
the way and El Rey lands on his opponent. Bubba J points up to his temple and nods. He spits some Copenhagen onto both Blood and El Rey before retrieving
Ripper. He brings it down on El Rey’s back, El Rey screams. Bubba J rolls him off of Blood and El Rey goes willingly holding at his lower back and injured
leg. Bubba J lifts Blood up Irish whip into the guardrailing. Bubba follows swinging Ripper and connecting with Blood’s ribs. A loud crack is heard as
something breaks and it isn’t Ripper. Blood spits his own blood from his mouth as he clutches at his ribs. He coughs and more blood comes from his mouth.
Blood falls to the ground as Bubba J walks up the aisleway, laughing. This sick SOB is laughing at what he has done? He may have injured two superstars
and one, he may have injured permantly. The crowd is booing as he flicks them a bird, but he reaches behind him and grabs a mic from behind the curtain.
BUBBA J: Ya know, I thought all the bullshit of handicap matches week after f*bleep*king week was over when that damnable Rex Caliber tucked his tail between
his legs and went off to Mexico or wherever.

Loud BOO! from the crowd. They love Sexy Rexy, but the crowd is booing the lack of respect coming from Bubba J… they just hate his guts.

BUBBA J: I could give you a match tonight, those two aren’t in much condition to wrestle so they’d be easy to pin. But want to know something… I’m tired
of the handicap matches and I had a rough week last week. I had to fight three men in one night, it ain’t easy. So, tonight. Fans, Blood, and El Rey…
F*BLEEP*K OFF!

JENNY JERSEY: The winner of the match as a result of a forfeit… El Rey de Corazones and Blood!

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JENNY JERSEY: Now fans, the following ten minute interval will be your intermission of the evening. Please take the time to get some Rebel Pro merchandise
and settle down for the rest of your Underground show! For sale we have past Rebel Pro events on DVD, a few Captain stuffed animals remaining, some Captain
t-shirts, and I belive we have some “The Show” Chad Kurtis posters still remaining. The Chad Kurtis posters are a limited edition poster as they will not
be sold next year. Thank you for coming out and enjoy the break.

The crowd is buzzing as all sorts of music begin to play in the Underground arena.

Metallica: “Fuel”

The crowd is buzzing, listening to the music but not really listening at the same time.

Ozzy Osbourne: “Crazy Train”

They are milling about and some kids come back carrying various Rebel Pro merchandise.

AC/DC: “TNT”

In the ring “The Show” Chad Kurtis is taking pictures with fans for five dollars. Out Walks Billy Kryenik, Captain in his little carrier; they too begin
to take pictures with the kids.

Colt Ford: “Ride Through the Country”

JENNY JERSEY: Fans, there is three minutes to go before we resume wrestling action here in the Underground.

Def Leppard: “Nine Lives”

Jenny pulls the mic back to her lips, but halts as she sees something through the curtain. Someone is making a noise back there and she doesn’t want to
be interrupted again tonight…

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JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and Gentleman! He is the number one contender to the Carolinas Title. Please welcome to the ring. “The Celtic Legend” MacCulloch!
The Pittsburgh Syria Highlanders Bag Pipe Band start marching to the ring playing Scotland the Brave. They surround the ring as MacCulloch makes his way
into the ring. He is carrying a bottle of Scotch and the fans at ringside have brought their own shot glasses. The fans are still cheering MacCulloch as
he steps into the ring. Jenny Jersey hands him the mic.

“THE CELTIC LEGEND” MACCULLOCH: Fans of REBEL. The past week you have seen a different side of me, a darker side.

The crowd starts to chant “We want a shot, We want a shot.” MacCulloch laughs as he hears the fans plea. A few signs can be seen through the crowd. One
reading “Bring on the Mac Attack!” with a bottle of Mac’s black and gold brew on the side.

“THE CELTIC LEGEND” MACCULLOCH: Apparently that hasn’t phased your opinion of me. But I need to apologize.

The crowd starts to turn on Mac a little.

“THE CELTIC LEGEND” MACCULLOCH: No, No, hear me out. See, I lost focus in my match against Ca$h. He went to a place that I haven’t dared gone. Now I see.
In order for me to succeed in REBEL, I have to be as ruthless as the next damn wrestler. I need to go all out, balls to the wall HARDCORE!

MacCulloch brings the crowd back in with that statement. They are now working themselves into a frenzy chanting “REBEL RULEZ, REBEL RULEZ!”

“THE CELTIC LEGEND” MACCULLOCH: That is why I am encouraging you to bring your favorite play toys in my match against Vinny Poo at March Madness. I am going
to show you why Extreme will always lose out to HARDCORE!

The fans are really rallying behind MacCulloch now and they don’t know what to do with themselves. MacCulloch stands back and soaks it all in. He then quiets
them down enough in order to speak again.

“THE CELTIC LEGEND” MACCULLOCH: So what is the difference between Hardcore and Extreme? Let me enlighten you, Extreme is taking yourself to the outer most
limits. Which I have proven, I can do. Hardcore, is graphic and explicit. Basically, It means after I get done with you, you own mother wont be able to
recognize you.

The fans are cheering in anticipation of the match.

“THE CELTIC LEGEND” MACCULLOCH: I know, everyone keeps asking me. How can I promise that? How can MacCulloch, a person of such moral fiber stoop to that
level? There was a time when I lost touch with my cousin and the world was such a big place. I got caught up in some pretty nasty dealings. Then it happened!
My fiancŽ died of a drug overdose. I lost touch with reality. That is where I truly came to grips with my inner demons. I locked them away until recently.
Ca$h! Thank you for taking away another person in my life that I cared for. Your life will not amount to ball of shit once I am through with you. Then
after that I am going to use this new found aggression and focus it on the Extreme Elite. Then the gold will be all in the family. Vincent, hold your belt
very close to your body while you can. It just a few short weeks, it will be gone. One by one the Elite will fall.

The fans have now switched back to chanting “We want a shot, We want a shot.” MacCulloch smiles and he motions for them to wait.

“THE CELTIC LEGEND” MACCULLOCH: Oh, just wait. I will give you a shot, but first let me fire off a shot of my own. The list is no longer to be in effect.
However, the management has made it clear that I will still retain my shot. And Bubba J receives his shot after I get mine. I am out here to announce right
now, as long as my cousin has the title, I will not challenge. Once he loses the title, watch out! I’ll be on the hunt. Not because I am avenging my cousin.
SBK can take care of himself. I am ensuring that people like Ca$h and Bubba J, don’t get to hold it.

MacCulloch drops the mic and points out to the fans in the audience. Every time he points to a different section they get louder. Finally the loudest section
comes to life and MacCulloch points to them. He jumps out of the ring and starts pouring shots all around ringside.

JENNY JERSEY: His tag team partner, from British Columbia, Canada, weighing in at two-hundred and forty pounds… BIRD OF PREY!

“Anthem for the Underdog” plays as Jacob Venar makes his way to the ring to heavy cheers. He runs to the ring… he has come to FIGHT! “Get him out here!”
he yells. “Get them two out here!”

The Bird of Prey gets his wish. Anthrax’s “Refuse To Be Denied” cues up.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing their first opponent, he comes to us from Boston Massachusetts. He weighs in at two hundred and forty-seven pounds and stands
at six feet four inches… CA$H!

Ca$h walks to the ring slowly, ignoring Bird of Prey and Mac shouting for him to come get some. He takes his time, arguing with a few fans on the way, giving
them suggestions about things they can put up their rear ends. He walks cockily into the ring and waits for his tag team partner.

“Reign of Terror” by Sabaton queues up and as predicted, the boos begin. There is a thunderstorm of booing as from the back walks Vincent Black and Bubba
J, the Ragin’ Redneck. JENNY JERSEY: Introducing Ca$h’s tag team partner from Glens Falls New York. He weighs in at three hundred forty-one pounds and
stands at six feet eleven inches. He is your Rebel Pro Carolinas Champion… VINCENT BLACK!

Vincent Black and Bubba J walk out to the ring and Bubba J is carrying a cooler that rattles as he walks with it. He sits the ice chest down and pulls four
chairs out from under the ring, setting them up away from the fans at ringside but far enough away from the action to get a good point of view. Vincent
obtains a microphone from Jenny Jersey…?

“Highway to Hell” queues up and the crowd begins to boo louder as from the back come Inferno and Shoe. Inferno (bruised and bandaged) is carrying Hot Tamales
and Nachos while Shoe (same, a big one over his forehead) is carrying four boxes of xey buttery goodness in the form of popcorn. The GAN are not feeling
so hot at the moment, physically, but they are ELITE. And possibly doped up. He hands first Vincent a box of popcorn then Bubba, Inferno, and finally Shoe
himself keeps a box. Inferno passes out the nachos but is seeming to keep the hot tamales to himself until Bubba threatens no beer for him. Vincent smiles
at their antics and hands each a beer, the damn cooler is full of Amberbock beer and each member of Extreme Elite pops a top. Up in the ring, Ca$h stands
looking perplexed.

VINCENT BLACK: Ca$h, you have proven to be extreme.

Crowd boos him heavily at Ca$h’s actions last week against Macculloch.

VINCENT BLACK: But tonight Ca$h, you will prove if you are elite.

He hands the mic off to Shoe who wiggle waggles up to take it. He tries to speak while chomping down sexily on the popcorn.

SHOE: Sexy ladies, not that any are here, but… ah hell, you sockless bastards will just have to do.

Bubba J and Inferno choke on their beer and popcorn.

SHOE: My sexy and very intelligent friend Bubba J has been in multiple handicap matches over the past month…

He has to pause to take another mouthful of the popcorn and its buttery deliciousness.

SHOE: So, if he can handle it, being in Extreme Elite, then you Ca$h can do it to prove your worth. Prove your Eliteness, if you weeeeeeeeell.

Shoe is tired of talking and prefers to eat popcorn and just look as dead sexy as he can to the crowd, he hands the mic to Inferno.

INFERNO: Yeah baby, yeah! Anybody got any damn porkskins? I love those damn things, you yanks make the best heavily salted snack treats. No? Damn you all
then, bloody wankers. HAHAHAHA! CA$H! Bubba J had those three bloomin’ tough matches and if he can do all that in one night, then you can handle this one
and prove to us if you are as elite as you are extreme. Consider this your… final test.

Inferno throws the mic to Vincent who tosses it back at Jenny Jersey; they all sit down and await the match. Ca$h looks on but nods his head, he is ready
to prove himself.

Macculloch is ticked off at the turn of events and Bird of Prey just wants to prove himself, both want to get their hands on Ca$h, so they aren’t too upset.
The crowd begins to chant “Ring that damn bell!”

DING DING DING!

BoP locks up with Ca$h. Ca$h explodes with a knee to the gut, another. BoP is hunhed over and Ca$h is capitalizing with big forearms to the small of his
back. But Mac is off of the ropes… clothesline to the big man! BoP rolls through!

One!

Two!

Kickout! Way too early for a pinfall but at this stage of the game its all about psychology and momentum.

They pick up Ca$h, push him into the corner, whip him across the ring, he hits the turnbuckle hard… but manages to run over his two opponents with a double
clothesline! The Big Bostonian throws Mac to the outside. Now he’s stomping on BoP. Picks him up, off the ropes, clothesline ducked by BoP! He’s off of
the opposite ropes… cross body block! Kicks back to his feet. Off of the ropes… running leg drop! Another one! Quick leg drops from one of the quickest
men in REBEL Pro. Mac is back in the ring. Drops an elbow. Another. Both of them are pumped up— looking to hurt Ca$h! Bird of Prey seems to have a new
fire thanks to Mac. They push Ca$h into the corner, whip him across the ring. He hits the turnbuckle, stumbles towards them… Mac goes on all four, BoP
jumps on his back and uses it to springboard into a dropkick to Ca$h’s face! Cover!

One!

Two!

Kickout! Not enough to take Ca$h out.

They pick him up. Double suplex! Mac picks him up, kick to the gut… facebuster!

One!

Tw– Ca$h kicks out with authority. He’s PISSED OFF!

He is getting up on his own but Ca$h is ready with a roaring elbow. A second! Kick to the gut by Mac. Mac with a body slam! BoP goes up top… SMW!

SMW! SMW! SMW! SMW! SMW! SMW! SMW! SMW! SMW! SMW!

The four members of Extreme Elite look on at the match. But Ca$h rolls out of the way! BoP rolls through… he’s up… Asai moonsault onto Ca$h! Cover!
One!

Two!

NO DICE!

BoP and Mac grab Ca$h and are bringing him up top with them. Hooking him for a superplex. But Ca$h is fighting it! They are exchanging punches up top. He
pushes BoP off! Kicks Mac in the gut, spins around him! SUPER GERMAN SUPLEX! He drapes an arm over the Celtic Legend!

ONE!

TWO!

THR— NO! KICKOUT!

MAC! MAC! MAC! MAC! MAC! MAC! MAC! MAC! MAC! MAC! MAC!

The Bird of Prey picks Ca$h up off of Mac and pushes him into the corner. Ca$h fires back with a knee to the gut another! He grabs BoP and throws HIM into
the corner. Fist to the face! Again! Again! Again! BIG headbutt! Venar falls to the mat, stuck in the corner. Ca$h is stomping a hole in him! He’s STOMPING
AWAY!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Mac is slowly getting to his feet. He runs at BoP, trying to save his buddy… but he runs right into a power slam!

ONE!

TWO!

THR— KICKOUT!

Now Ca$h is going to the outside. He’s… getting a chair. The great equalizer! Extreme Elite look on at the match, revealing nothing, but glad that a weapon
is finally being brought into play. He’s coming into the ring with it as Mac and the Bird of Prey are getting to their feet. He swings it at Mac… but
Mac grabs it! He nails Ca$h with it! Again! The Big Bostonian falls. Now Mac is holding the chair over Ca$h’s chest as the Bird of Prey goes up top. TOP-ROPE
BACK SENTON! Cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THR— KICKOUT!

Bird of Prey and Mac are picking Ca$h up, they both get behind him, waistlocks… Double Back Suplex! They pick him up… and toss him to the outside!

MAC! B.O.P.! MAC! B.O.P.! MAC! B.O.P.! MAC! B.O.P.! MAC! B.O.P.!

Now they’re discussing something in the middle of the ring. Mac looks like he is convincing BoP of something. He points to Ca$h and to the chair. And BoP
is smiling and nodding. Whatever it is, he likes the idea. Mac sets up the chair in the middle of the ring. Ca$h is slowly standing up. The Bird of Prey
is off of the ropes, jumps onto the chair, off of the chair, onto the top rope, jumps off of the top rope… TRIPLE JUMPING DDT TO CA$H ON THE CEMENT!
HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

The fans are going nuts and Mac and Bird of Prey are soaking up the cheers. Ca$h is sprawled out on the outside, his eyes closed.

MAC! B.O.P.! MAC! B.O.P.! MAC! B.O.P.! MAC! B.O.P.! MAC! B.O.P.!

It only takes a superficial observation to realize these two wrestlers, who just started in REBEL at the beginning of the year, have won over REBEL’s fanbase.
They go to the outside. Time to roll Ca$h into the ring and get their win! They pick him up. But Ca$h’s eyes open up! Elbow to Mac’s gut! Same to Venar!
He kicks Mac in the JUNK! Same to VENAR! And he bashes their heads together!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Ca$h reaches over the guard rail. He’s pushing fans out of their seats! The Extreme Elite at ringside actually cheer this action from Ca$h. He grabs one
chair. As Venar gets up, Ca$h hucks it at him and he falls! Mac is getting to his feet… only to get hucked too! Now he’s reaching under the ring. He’s
got a table and he’s setting it up! He grabs the Bird of Prey… POWER BOMB THROUGH THE TABLE! Now he grabs Mac and throws him into the ring. Ca$h has
smartly figured out that if he leaves one of them broken on the outside, he has a much better chance of pinning the other inside the ring.

Mac is trying to get to his feet but Ca$h is stomping on his back. Now he’s grabbing his legs… Boston Crab! He’s really putting a lot of pressure on Mac’s
legs, back and neck. The fans are heckling him but he’s yelling right back at them. Mac is fighting it, he’s pushing up, trying to relieve the pressure,
but Ca$h is sinking it in. Last week we saw both Mikey and The Show tap out, could Mac be next?!?

MAC! MAC! MAC! MAC! MAC! MAC! MAC! MAC! MAC! MAC! MAC!

Mac is crawling towards the ropes, hoping to get to them and use their leverage to break the hold. He’s reaching for the ropes… but Ca$h is fighting it,
trying to pull him back in… Mac gets the ropes! He pushes back and breaks the hold! But Ca$h is back on top of him, picks him up. Throws him off of the
ropes. Big kneelift sends Mac down the middle of the ring. Now he’s got his legs, trying to apply a figure-four… but Mac kicks him away! Mac is slowly
getting to his feet but Ca$h is on top of him with rights and lefts. He picks up Mac, off of the ropes again, clothesline, ducked by Mac! Mac off of the
opposite ropes! Double axhandle sends Ca$h down! But Ca$h is quickly getting to his feet… but Mac catches him in a Dragon Sleeper! The Big Bostonian’s
legs are kicking, trying to get out of it, but Mac has it locked in!

MAC! MAC! MAC! MAC! MAC! MAC! MAC! MAC! MAC! MAC!

He’s cinching it in… maybe it will be Ca$h who taps out! NO! NO! Ca$h with a CHINBREAKER to reverse it! The Celtic Legend staggers back as Ca$h gets to
his feet, kick to the gut. DIAMOND DRIVER ’06! COVER! THIS IS IT!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

NO!

NO!

Bird of Prey saves the day with a SMW!

SMW! SMW! SMW! SMW! SMW! SMW! SMW! SMW! SMW! SMW! SMW!

Venar pulls Ca$h closer to the turnbuckle. And he’s going up top. SHOOTING STAR PRESS! Lateral!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

NO!

KICKOUT!

KICKOUT!

Mac slowly getting to his feet. BoP picks up Ca$h and they lock up. Ca$h with a knee to the gut. GUTWRENCH SUPLEX TO BIRD OF PREY! He falls to his knees,
that took every bit of his reserves. And Mac is ready to capitalize with rights and lefts on Ca$h but Ca$h is blocking them! He gets to his feet… SHORT
ARM CLOTHESLINE TO MAC!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Bird of Prey is back to his feet… spinning heel kick to Ca$h! But he’s caught by Ca$h! T-BONE SUPLEX! He turns around as Mac is getting to his feet, signaling
for the Celtic Burial with a thumb across the throat. HE HITS IT! CELTIC BURIAL! Now Mac is helping Bird of Prey up. Bird of Prey climbing up to the top
rope slowly… SMW! SMW! COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

That’s it!

JENNY JERSEY: And your winners… “THE CELTIC LEGEND” MACCULLOCH AND THE BIRD OF PREY!

Mac and Venar have their arms raised in victory, the crowd cheering. The Extreme Elite boo and throw their popcorn at them. Mac and BoP threaten to come
after them, but the EE make room in the aisle way and fan out. Mac and BoP head to the back, arms raised…

The Extreme Elite all get in the ring, surrounding the fallen Ca$h. They all nod, and begin to applaud. Bubba J and Shoe each move in and help Ca$h to his
feet. Vincent Black takes a microphone as the EE look on approvingly.

VINCENT BLACK: Ca$h, it is without question. You have proven beyond a shadow of a doubt that you DO belong…

Ca$h smiles in relief.

VINCENT BLACK: In the (BLEEP) trash with the rest of these unworthy LOSERS.

POW. Shoe and Bubba sock Ca$h in the stomach simultaneously. Vincent Black steps in… oh no. THE NEW HOPE. Ca$h is laid out, but that’s not enough. Shoe
taps his knee. LOOKS LEFT. LOOKS RIGHT. HITS THE ROPES… HITS THE OTHER ROPES… “HEY CA$H, (BLEEP) YOU!” … and DROPS THE OTHER FOOT! Ca$h may be legally
dead folks after that devastating maneuver but that isn’t enough for the Extreme Elite. Inferno has rolled to the outside and starts tossing in chairs.
Bubba sets them up, open and facing each other with a foot or two in between, as Inferno digs under the ring and brings out…

A plate-glass window.

Inferno slides it into the ring and Shoe helps him position it flat on the chair seats. Vincent Black puts Ca$h’s body on top of it, and Inferno prepares
to go to the top rope… Bubba stops him. “Lemme do it! I owe this (BLEEP)!” Inferno, Shoe and Vince look at each other. Bubba isn’t exactly known for
his “high-flyin’” abilities. “I kin do it, man!” Inferno shrugs, and lets Bubba climb the top. He seems to be giving Bubba instructions on how to deliver
the Backdraft/SSP. Bubba preps himself, ONE, TWO, THREE… “aw, hell with it!”

FLYING ELBOW DROP!

Well, it’s no Backdraft, but it does the trick as Ca$h and Bubba shatter the glass, Ca$h by far taking the worst of it. Vince helps his hardcore entertainin’
partner up, Bubba trickling red. Ca$h is out, bleeding now, the crowd booing the hell out of the Extreme Elite. Shoe is yapping at the crowd. “Yeah? Yeah?
WE JUST DID THAT!”

ALL: And there ain’t a DAMN thing you can do about it!

The EE pose over the fallen Ca$h as popcorn bags and beer bottles begin flying at them yet again…

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“Lonely Train” by Black Stone Cherry queues up and from the back walk two hated men, Chris Sparks and Mark Kingston.

JENNY JERSEY: At a total combined weight of four hundred and eighty-seven pounds Chris Sparx and Mark Kingston… SOLDIERS OF THE APOCALYPSE!

The crowd boo these two men as they walk down to the ring. It doesn’t change as they walk up the ringsteps either, boos heavily from their words earlier.
CHEERS! as “They Came In” by The Butthole Surfers plays. From the back come Johnny the Mormon Love Machine and his buddy Flippy McHighspot and RAVANGER
limps slowly behind them both.

JENNY JERSEY: At a total combined weight of three hundred and ninety-five pounds.. Johnny the Mormon Love Machine and Flippy Mchighspot… the YOUNG LEONS!
The crowd loves them as they rush down to the ring slapping hands along the way. They slide under the bottom rope and stand up.

DING DING DING

Johnny and Chris lock up in the middle of the ring, but the action goes further than that. Mark Kingston and Flippy are beginning to brawl as well. Mark
is tired of people cheering for The Young Leons and Chris is showing that lack of love to Johnny inside the ring. Chris turns the collar and elbow into
a side headlock. Johnny pushes Chris into the ropes, Chris rebounds. Johnny leap frogs over the on coming Chris and quickly turns around delivering a forearm
shot to Chris that sends him over the top rope to the concrete. Johnny looks out to the crowd and takes to the air by leaping to the top rope then to the
kneeling Chris Sparks below. Chris manages to lift a back elbow into Johnny’s falling jaw and the back of the Mormon Love Machine’s head smacks into the
ring apron.

On the other side of the ring Mark Irish whips Flippy into the ring apron, he springboards from there with a spinning right hook that misses. Kingston ducks
under and performs a modified rock bottom maneuver to Flippy who lands hard on the concrete. Kingston looking at his handywork, pulls a chair from under
the ring and heads to where his tag team partner is on the other side of the ring. He makes to the downed Chris and the now dazed Johnny MLM, he brings
the chair down on top of Johnny’s head, the smack is heard loud and clear. Mark picks up Johnny onto the ring apron, but he doesn’t see Flippy crawl under
the ring from the other side. Mark begins placing stiff fists into Johnny’s jaw until his ankle is grabbed. Then his other ankle, he looks down. Flippy’s
face smiles up at him as he yanks on his ankles. Kingston falls over his kneeling partner with the help of the pushing Johnny MLM. Being quick about his
business, he leaps from the ring apron with a back body flip, but is unable to make a pin attempt outside the ring. He quickly rolls Mark back into the
ring as Flippy rolls Chris back in.

Johnny with a stiff forearm to Mark, Flippy with a stiff right hook to Chris. The Young Leons look at each other and Irish whip their opponents towards
each other. Soldiers reverse and Johnny is sent towards the oncoming Flippy. Flippy with a leap frog and Johnny with a duck under. Flippy is steam rolled
by Mark and Johnny is sent to the mat via a vicious spinebuster. Mark with a cover.

ONE… TWO… TH–Flippy with a shoulder up.

Chris brings Johnny to his feet delivering rights and lefts which back him up in the corner. Mark pulls Flippy to his feet by his hair and begins to do
much of the same. Mark with a shoulder block, Chris with a knee to the gut. Chris mounts Johnny in the corner and Mark does the same. ONE! TWO! THREE!
FOUR! FI–Johnny shoves Chris off of him and to the mat. Flippy with a right jab to Mark’s midsection sends him crashing dow to the mat. Flippy with a
springboard from the middle turnbuckle and a axe handle into Mark’s throat. Johnny pulls Chris back up to his feet and applies a body scissors as he pounds
away on Chris’ face. Chris falls to the mat where the referee begins the count.

ONE… TWO… THR– Chris rolls Johnny over and begins to punch away at him.

Meanwhile Mark is up, thanks to Flippy and is trying to find some offense. Chris lifts Johnny up and drops his face across his knee, Johnny is out cold
folks. Chris looks back and sees Flippy getting the best of Mark. He tosses Johnny over the top rope to the outside and rushes over to his tag team partner.
Dropping to one knee, he low blows Flippy in his special man area and the males in the crowd gasp collectively; the ladies laugh. Chris with a roll up.
ONE…

Johnny is trying to get back in and Mark leaps over the pin.

TWO…

Double foot stomp onto Johnny, who managed to get into the ring.

THREE!

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: The winners of the match… Soldiers of the Apocalypse

As Soldiers of the Apocalypse walk backstage, the crowd begins to boo. Inside the ring Johnny and Flippy stand tall, beaten, but standing tall with RAVANGER.
And then Thunderbug and his crew make their way to ringside.

Johnny, McHighspot and RAVANGER stand in the ring, looking ready to fight them off. Thunderbug stands in the aisleway simply looking into the ring and absorbing
the boos of the crowd. Flippy and Johnny are ready, RAVANGER having gotten a steel chair to aid him. In the aisleway, Thunderbug nods at someone.

And… RAVANGER nails Johnny with a steel chair, as Flippy looks on smirking?!

RAVANGER pulls Johnny’s head back by his hair and slaps him once. RAVANGER then hands him the same steel chair and Flippy brings it down on his head once,
twice, and a third time. All the while RAVANGER is going to town on Johnny’s ribs. Thunderbug motions and the steel folding chair is unfolded and placed
in the ring, near the turnbuckles. Flippy places Johnny’s head between his legs and climbs clumbsedly to the top rope. NO! Flippy can’t do this, Johnny
is your friend and partner. RAVANGER just smiles and the smirk on Flippy’s face is one of devilish intent. Flippy leaps driving Johnny’s head through the
table with a sickening breaking sound. The chair is left lying there and Johnny’s feet flop weakly.

RAVANGER and Flippy make their way to Thunderbug who smiles and holds out two masks. RAVANGER and Flippy both take a mask and walk backstage. The crowd?
Well they boo the hell out of Thunderbug and the traiterous combination of Flippy and RAVANGER. EMTs rush out quickly and place Johnny in a neckbrace and
on a board. They walk through the backstage as the crowd is now silenced by the actions they have just seen.

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JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and gentlemen, it is time for your MAIN EVENT! The following match is a three way dance where the winners will receive a REBEL World
tag Team Title Match at March Madness 2009! First…

“My Old Kentucky Home” by Nappy Roots blares over the loudspeaker as the Bluegrass Mafia 2.0 enters the REBEL Underground Building from behind the curtain.
JENNY JERSEY: Weighing in at a combined weight of five hundred and thirty five pounds, the dynamic duo of Matthew and Jonathan Kurtis… THE BLUEGRASS MAFIA
2.0!

Matthew, the large of the two family members, is getting mixed heat and cheers from the crowd, but it is more cheering than boos. Jonathan is receiving
some boos as well but his is mixed with cheers; they can’t decide whether or not to hate or support BGM 2.0. The fans in the venue are clearly not sure
what to do for these Kentucky bluegrass boys.

“Backwood” by Scissorfight ambushes the building as the ever so popular Time Warp Duo appears from behind the curtain to a good sized applause.

JENNY JERSEY: They weighed in tonight at a combined weight of four hundred and sixty eight pounds, the team of “The Show” Chad Kurtis and the current REBEL
World Heavyweight Champion Billy Kryenik, they are… THE TIME WARP DUO!

“The Show” is sporting a Rex Caliber t-shirt, attempting to keep the memory of the former M.I.C. alive in REBEL Pro. The fans react well to these two, despite
some not-so-happy memories.

“Heretics & Killers” by Protest the Hero booms throughout the Underground Building as the former world champ, Nick Everhardt, enters the building.

JENNY JERSEY: Now, making his way to the ring… He weighed in tonight at two hundred and twenty seven pounds and hails from Houston, Texas! He is… NICK
EVERHARDT!

“All Right Now” by Free soon takes over the speakers and Everhardt awaits his partner near the curtain, the crowd reacting to the former champs presence.
JENNY JERSEY: Finally, his partner for tonight, weighing in at two hundred and thirty five pounds and coming all the way from Albuquerque, New Mexico…
he is MIKEY MASSACRE!

Mikey Massacre and Nick Everhardt slowly make their way to the ring and the crowd is ready for a brutal war. Once all the men find their partner and choose
a corner to start out of, the bell sounds and the match begins!

ROB MARTINEZ: Here we go!

All three teams meet in the middle and the first man to go to work is Billy Kryenik. Grabbing Jonathan Kurtis by the arm, Billy slings him against the ropes
and when he returns Jonathan is met with a crippling clothesline from the current world champion. Before he can react, Kryenik is lifted by Jonathan’s
partner, Matthew Kurtis, and thrown mercilessly over the top ropes and lands hard on the floor outside the ring. Suddenly, Kryenik’s partner, Chad Kurtis,
comes to his partner’s aide and pounds his fists into his brother’s back, but the big man isn’t phased. Turning around, Matt Kurtis lifts “The Show” into
the air, this time pumping him like a set of weights, and then chucks him over the top rope and onto Billy Kryenik.

Mounting the ropes is Jonathan Kurtis, who crouches on the top turnbuckle, waiting for the Time Warp Duo to reach a vulnerable position. When Kurtis and
Kryenik finally get to their feet, Jonathan leaps off the turnbuckle and connects with the two men, completing an amazing SHOOTING STAR PRESS from the
top turnbuckle all the way down to the outside floor! Immediately, the crowd goes in a rampage, screaming form the pure adrenaline of watching such a move.
Back inside the ring, Nick Everhardt and Mikey Massacre have gone to work on the monster of man by the name of Matthew Kurtis, each man attempting to take
the big man down with a series of shops and stiff kicks to the legs. Together, the two men whip Kurtis into the corner turnbuckle and Nick Everhardt follows
him, bouncing off the adjacent ropes. When the force form hitting the turnbuckle sends Matthew Kurtis stumbling out of the turnbuckle, Nick Everhardt nails
him with a swift roundhouse kick to the back of the head, having to jump off the mat to reach the big man’s head. Mikey Massacre soon follows suit, landing
a beautiful yet devastating superkick to the jaw of Matthew Kurtis, finally sending him falling to the mat.

ROB MARTINEZ: The unfamiliar team of Nick Everhardt and Mikey Massacre has surprisingly become the dominant tag team in this affair!

Massacre quickly jumps atop Kurtis’ motionless body and lifts a heavy leg to signal a pin attempt. Referee Dale McDonald swiftly slides in and begins the
count!

ONE!

TWO!

THR-NO!

Jonathan Kurtis manages to get into the ring quick enough to break up the pin attempt on his partner. Everhardt quickly begins stomping the head of Jonathan
Kurtis, making sure he won’t get in their way again. Lifting him form his feet, Massacre joins in and they whip Jonathan into the ropes and when he returns
he is met with a double clothesline, quickly followed up by a double elbow drop. The crowd begins to roar in approval, but Everhardt and Massacre rise
to reveal that they aren’t the ones that this electric crowd is cheering for.

ROB MARTINEZ: What? It looks like the Time Warp Duo is back up and running, but it seems they have set up two tables adjacent to one another outside the
ring!

Martinez is correct, but the Time Warp Duo are also carrying chairs and are heading for the ring to get in on the action. Seizing their opportunity, Everhardt
and Massacre both sprints towards the Time Warp Duo and attempt to baseball slide the chairs into Kurtis and Kryenik’s faces, but the Time warp Duo quickly
figures out their scheme and they both side step Everhardt and Massacre. Once Nick and Mikey have recovered from their fall to the hard floor outside the
ring, the Time Warp Duo gives them a warm welcome to their domain and each man smacks his steel chair over the opposing teams head, sending them crumpling
like paper to the floor.

Inside the ring, the Bluegrass Mafia 2.0 has regained their consciousness and they are both up and roaring to go toe to toe with the Time Warp Duo. Chad
Kurtis and Billy Kryenik quickly share a glance and then slide into the ring and are met with a flurry of right hands and haymakers from the Bluegrass
Mafia 2.0!

Matthew Kurtis quickly overpowers his brother, Chad Kurtis, and finally puts him down with a disastrous left to the temple, sending his into the turnbuckle
and then onto the mat. On the other hand, Jonathan Kurtis and Kryenik are more evenly matched and Matthew Kurtis quickly comes to his kin’s aide, sending
Billy Kryenik to his knees, quickly getting torn apart by the Bluegrass Mafia 2.0. Lifting him into the air with one hand, Matthew Kurtis attempts to whip
Kryenik into the turnbuckle, but Kryenik reverses the move and kicks Matthew in the gut, to the pleasure of the raving REBEL crowd. Jonathan lays a couple
right hands to Kryenik’s head in retaliation and when Matthew rises to hit feet, Billy is quickly knocked senseless with the JAW JACKER!

ROB MARTINEZ: Wow, what a devastating move by the Bluegrass Mafia 2.0, with Matthew hitting his famous running Yakuza kick and Jonathan nailing Kryenik
with a superkick of his own.

Covering Kryenik is Jonathan Kurtis, and Referee Dale McDonald slides in again for a pin attempt, with Matthew Kurtis standing guard for anyone who comes
with the intention of spoiling their evening.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

WAIT… HE KICKED OUT!

Within a split second of a win for the Bluegrass Mafia 2.0, Billy Kryenik managed to get a shoulder up and Dale McDonald signals that the match will continue!
The crowd now even more electrified, the Everhardt and Massacre enter the confusion form outside the ring, steel chairs in hand. A quick SMACK with a chair
by Nick Everhardt sends Jonathan Kurtis falling back to the canvas and rolling out of the ring. Meanwhile, Mikey Massacre is attempting to put away Matthew
Kurtis, but is stopped when “The Show” chop blocks Massacre’s legs, sending him falling back in agony.

With Chad Kurtis and Nick Everhardt the only men left standing, the two begin throwing right hands at each other until Kurtis ducks one and stiffly kicks
Everhardt in the gut and sets up for the CK FINALE! The devastating flipping piledriver temporarily ends Everhardt’s night as “The Show” rolls him away.
Chad Kurtis quickly rises to an applause by the REBEL fans, but the triumph is short lived when his younger brother Jonathan Kurtis executes a perfectly
timed MOONSAULT OFF THE TOP ROPE and takes out Chad Kurtis. Billy Kryenik is also up now and begins driving knee after knee into the prone head of Jonathan
Kurtis and then kicks him in the sternum, Jonathan spitting up blood in the process. Kryenik then positions Jonathan for the Dry Lake, but out of nowhere,
both Nick Everhardt and Mikey Massacre lay out Kryenik with a double running lariat to the chest! Massacre jumps atop Kryenik and signals to McDonald for
the cover, but Matthew Kurtis pulls Massacre off of Kryenik to save the match and then BLUEGRASS MAFIA KICK TO THE FACE! Kurtis rocks Everhardt and Nick
rolls out of the ring, blood seeping form his nose and one eye already closed up from the powerful Yakuza kick.

ROB MARTINEZ: Wow, now two men in this match are either spitting up blood or bleeding it from every cavity of their face!

The crowd is now on their feet as Billy Kryenik is ascending the top turnbuckle and is pointing at Matthew Kurtis, in a way making it known that he is his
next target. Kryenik dives off the top rope and attempts to cross body Kurtis, but Matthew Kurtis merely catches Kryenik in mid-air and then GORILLA PRESS
SLAM! Matthew Kurtis drives Kryenik into the mat and then grabs onto a leg to activate a pin attempt. Referee Dale McDonald swoops in for the count!

ONE!

TWO!

NO… AGAIN!

This time it’s Mikey Massacre for the save, but quickly delivers a stiff kick to the back of the head. Grabbing one of the now severely dented steel chairs
from the corner of the ring, Mikey smacks the chair into Matthew Kurtis’ head, then is sternum, and finally his head again! Climbing to the top turnbuckle,
chair still in hand, Mikey motions to the crowd for a big maneuver, who get to their feet once again. Mikey quickly dives off the top, slams the chair
into his own head, and then chucks the chair onto Kurtis and finally delivers an amazing frog splash on both Matthew Kurtis and the steel chair to finish
THE MASSACRE!

ROB MARTINEZ: Oh… my… God!

The crowd is now rioting and chants of “holy shit” ambush the Underground Building, but Mikey not only managed to bust open Matthew Kurtis with his amazing
finishing move, but busted himself open as well.

Outside the ring, Nick Everhardt and Billy Kryenik are battling outside, until Everhardt manages to hit a quick full nelson suplex on Kryenik, slamming
Billy’s head down hard on the outside floor. Inside the ring again, Chad Kurtis and his younger brother, Jonathan Kurtis, are doing battle once again and
“The Show” quickly fires off three chops to Jonathan’s chest and then lifts him onto the top turnbuckle. Chad begins to ascend to the top as well, but
Nick Everhardt leaps onto the ring apron and pushes “The Show” off the turnbuckle and onto the ring barrier, splitting him open. Nick Everhardt then focuses
his attention to the prone Jonathan Kurtis and then HARDT-ATTACK OFF THE TOP ROPES AND DOWN THROUGH THE TWO TABLES!

Immediately the building goes crazy as Everhardt nails his signature move, a rolling moonsault side slam, on Jonathan Kurtis off the top ropes and down
through the two previously set up tables on the outside floor. Both Everhardt and Kurtis are motionless, and referees Jimmy Johnson and Alan Stone are
called from the back by Referee Dale McDonald to check on the two men.

Inside the ring, most of the competitors are back to their feet, with Matthew Kurtis leaning against the ropes, bloodied and battered. Mikey Massacre is
also inside the ring, looking down to the outside floor to see if his partner, Nick Everhardt, is alive and well. The entire Time Warp Duo is also up and
running and they are to first to attack. Billy Kryenik quickly heads for Matthew Kurtis, while “The Show” aims for Mikey Massacre.

After chucking Massacre into the ropes, Chad Kurtis dropkicks, but gets nothing except air because Massacre held onto the ropes! Billy Kryenik is unaware
and whips Matthew Kurtis into Mikey Massacre and the two smack heads in the process, but do not fall. Chad Kurtis on his knees, catching his breath, Billy
Kryenik sprints and uses his partner’s back as a step ladder and clotheslines both Kurtis and Massacre over the ropes., except for Mikey who skins the
cat!

“The Show” quickly takes a hold of Massacre, his enemy, and chucks him into the corner turnbuckle. Outside the ring, Everhardt and Jonathan Kurtis are finally
to their feet after fighting away the help from the referees. Matthew Kurtis is there to take Everhardt in a headlock while Jonathan lays in a few well-deserved
right hands to his face when out of nowhere, Billy Kryenik crashes down upon the three men from the top turnbuckle with a chair in hand, wiping out the
threesome and himself in the process.

ROB MARTINEZ: This match just keeps getting better and it seems everyone has been bloodied in this one! Only Chad Kurtis and Mikey Massacre are left standing
now!

Inside the ring, “The Show” whips Massacre into the turnbuckle and then follows u with a CORNER SPLASH! NO! Massacre must have calculated such move because
he somehow managed to duck underneath Kurtis and “The Show” eats turnbuckle! Mikey follows up with a MANNY SUPLEX!

Kurtis is rocked and Mikey goes for the cover, with Dale McDonald quickly sliding in for the pin attempt!

ONE!

TWO!

THR-NO!

Somehow, someway, Chad Kurtis manages to kick out at the last second and the match continues on! Mikey soon picks up “The Show” and positions him in a power
bomb hold when… ANACONDA VICE!

Chad Kurtis managed to reverse the power bomb attempt and wraps Mikey in an Anaconda Vice in mid-air! Mikey, attempting to hold up Kurtis’ entire weight,
sways and staggers, but soon falls backwards on the mat! Immediately the crowd is divided into two groups, one chanting “KURTIS! KURTIS! KURTIS!” while
the other group is loudly proclaiming “DO NOT TAP! DO NOT TAP!”, but both Kurtis and Massacre are at a stand-still. Chad begins clinching the hold tighter
and tighter, even screaming form the pure exhaustion of the match. Mikey, on the other hand, is quickly fading and is even beginning to roll his eyes in
the back of his head. A quickly jolt awakens Massacre and he begins wavy is free hand vigorously, attempting to persuade himself form not tapping to the
hold.

Outside the ring, Mikey’s partner Nick Everhardt is slowly climbing into the ring, but out of nowhere is Billy Kryenik with a RUNNING SINGLE LEG DROPKICK
TO THE FACE! The move sends both men back onto the outside floor and effectively ends Mikey’s chances at survival.

After another chant by the fans, Mikey is quickly fading and his only reaction is to tap out!

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and gentlemen, your winners of the match and number one contenders to the REBEL World Tag Team Titles are “The Show” Chad Kurtis and
Billy Kryenik… THE TIME WARP DUO!

The crowd roars as the bells sounds and “Backwoods” by Scissorfight is blared across the speakers, pronouncing the Time Warp Duo as the winners. Inside
the ring, Chad Kurtis will not release the hold and Mikey Massacre is forced to tap once again and finally the arrival of Kurtis’ partner, Billy Kryenik,
persuades him to release the hold. Around the ring, every man is left as a pile of blood and guts, countless scars forming around their wounds of war.
The only men standing are Chad Kurtis and Billy Kryenik, The Tim Warp Duo, who raise their hands in approval when the crowd begins clapping for each and
every competitor.

ROB MARTINEZ: Wow, what a match! The Time Warp Duo proved here tonight that they are the team that deserves the shot at the GREAT ALASKAN NINJAS! and that’s
what their gonna get! Yet, all of these combatants deserve a round of applause.

The Time Warp Duo soon exit’s the ring and walks around the carnage outside of the ring and Mikey Massacre is attended to in the ring by Referee Dale McDonald.
The crowd is cheering for Kurtis and Kryenik and the two men raise their arms in triumph, both sporting bloody smiles. The crowd begins to file out of
the arena as Billy and Chad walk backstage.