Red, White & Bruised II 07/01/2008

07/01/2008
We open up to a shot of the crowd in the Cobb County Civic Center for Red White & Bruised and we hear Born in the U.S.A. playing over the speakers in the
building. The crowd is cheering rabidly in anticipation for what looks to be a great showing of talent from REBEL tonight, here in Marietta, Georgia. Seven
hundred fifty people are jam packed into the building and all seven hundred fifty of them cheer as well dressed Rob Martinez, wearing an American flag
pin on his lapel, enters the ring to address the fans.

ROB MARTINEZ: Marietta, Georgia, are you ready for Red White & Bruised Two?!

The crowd pops and the noise is almost deafening.

ROB MARTINEZ: REBEL promises the fans in attendance here and the fans watching on closed circuit television in Rick Garrett’s clubs that you will see some
of the finest hardcore wrestling tonight!

The crowd pops again and then quiets down for Rob Martinez to continue his announcements.

ROB MARTINEZ: Tonight, right here in the Cobb County Civic Center we will see a huge REBEL event with all three of REBEL’s titles be placed on the line
and we will also see the Number One Contender’s Cup be placed on the line in a Red, White, and Bruised Brawl! Also we will see two round robin tag team
matches! We will see Manny X square off against Cuzin Zeke in a Kentucky Lumberjack match for the Carolinas Championship!

The crowd erupts at the mention of a lumberjack match.

ROB MARTINEZ: Our next title match will determine the tag team champions when we see Nick Everhardt and John X Core take on the Black Underground Railroad!
And for our main event, “Diamond” Derrick Steele will be defending his REBEL World Heavyweight Championship against “The Murder City Devil” Jake Phoenix!
The noise from the crowd is earsplitting at the mention of the REBEL World title match.

ROB MARTINEZ: Marietta, Georgia, are you ready?! Because tonight we’re going to pay homage to the Red, White, and Bruised!

The crowd jumps to their feet as Rob Martinez exits the ring and sits down at the announce table with Murcielago, who is wearing a Michael Jordan U.S.A.
basketball jersey. Red, White, and Bruised is underway!

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

“Downfall” by Trust Company begins to play as ‘Fabulous’ Troy Davis appears at the top of the aisle to a rather icy reception. Undeterred, he makes his
way down to the ring, shrugging off the fans as the music dies down.

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent. From Afton, New York, he weighs in at two-hundred-and seventeen pounds. ‘THE MIRACLE WORKER’ PAUL JARVIS!

And with that, “Just Like You” starts up as the fans turn their attention towards the debuting Paul Jarvis. Die-hard REBEL fans begin to boo him, because
lets face it, we’re in the bible belt here. Much like his opponent, Jarvis struts down the aisle with a confident swagger before entering the ring.

ROB MARTINEZ: Troy Davis debuted at ‘Queen City Chaos’ in a losing effort against “Slow Burn” Trey Western. Now he’s up against another debuting superstar,
‘The Miracle Worker’ Paul Jarvis.

MURCIELAGO: The fans here in Georgia already hate him, Rob. With the shit he’s pulling, I doubt he’ll make it out of Marietta alive.

The bell sounds and this match is ready to go! The two competitors lock up collar and elbow, as Davis goes around the back with a rear waistlock. He tries
for a belly-to- back suplex, but Jarvis blocks with his legs before countering with a rear waistlock of his own–into a schoolboy pin for a one count!
Davis kicks out strongly as both men get straight back up. Davis immediately lines up a lariat, only for it to be ducked and countered with a knife edge
chop–drawing an emphatic “WHOO” from the Georgia crowd! Another chop follows as Troy finds himself backed against the ropes. He’s sent across the ring
with an Irish whip–sliding out under the bottom rope as he goes.

ROB MARTINEZ: That’s right, Troy, take a break. The fans didn’t pay to watch a wrestling match or anything!

MURCIELAGO: This is REBEL Pro, there ain’t much wrestling going on here. Just watch the brawl later, you’ll see.

ROB MARTINEZ: But here and now, these fans want to see a wrestling match.

Indeed. The fans don’t like the fact that Troy Davis is taking a breather, but he quickly re-enter the ring. Again, the two competitors go for a collar
an elbow tie-up as Jarvis gets caught with a knee to the midsection. It’s enough to double him over, and followed by the European uppercut makes for a
devastating combo. And a scoop slam takes Jarvis down. Hard. And Davis goes against the ropes, coming back with a knee drop to the chest. Lateral press
– gets the two-count!

Davis lifts his opponent back to a vertical base before connecting with a boot to the midsection. An Irish whip sends Jarvis against the ropes, and Troy
goes for the back body drop–countered into a sunset flip by Paul Jarvis! Only getting a two count, though! Both men clamber back to their feet, and Jarvis
hooks his opponent with an inside cradle! Two-count! Again they jump back up, only this time it’s Troy Davis who dives around the back with a backslide
pin — getting a near fall of his own! Jarvis kicks out, rolling backwards to get back to his feet as he catches Davis off guard with a double leg takedown,
and a jacknife pin!

ONE!

TWO!

THRENOOOOOOO! Davis kicks out!

MURCIELAGO: Both men coming close to winning this, but neither of them can get the job done. I coulda put these guys away by now, you know that, Rob?

ROB MARTINEZ: I know.

Both men scramble back to their feet once again as Jarvis strikes with a right jab. Davis is shaken, but not as much as he is by the follow up. Troy is
sent across the ring with an Irish whip, getting hit by an arm drag upon his return. He gets up again, but a hip toss takes him down as Jarvis backs away
to taunt his fallen foe.

ROB MARTINEZ: Oh, that’s cocky.

An irate Troy Davis stands up once more, glaring at ‘The Miracle Worker’ with anger in his eyes. Jarvis has a cocky grin on his face, until Davis charges,
taking his opponent down with a lariat! Jarvis gets right back up, only to get caught by a savate kick. It sends ‘The Miracle Worker’ staggering as Davis
clobbers his smaller foe with a huge uppercut. it sends Jarvis back against the turnbuckle, allowing Troy the opportunity to send his opponent from pillar
to post – and follow up with a HANDSPRING ELBOW! Davis stands in the center of the ring, waiting for his opportunity to stumble forward, which he does
right on cue, and Jarvis is scooped up with relative ease for the yokosuka cutter–NO! Jarvis drops down the back! Takedown by Paul Jarvis – and an ANKLE
LOCK APPLIED! They’re in the middle of the ring, and Troy Davis is scrambling to try and get to the rope … but he can’t! Alan Stone is there checking
for submission, but he needn’t be as Davis rolls over and kicks his opponent away! Jarvis steadies himself as Troy gets back up–CRUCIFIX BY JARVIS!

ONE!

TWO!

THNOOO! SO CLOSE!

Paul Jarvis rushes back to his feet before running against the ropes for some momentum –RUNNING DROPKICK! Straight to the jaw of his rising opponent, and
Davis is down. Cradle pin by ‘The Miracle Worker’ garners a two-count, and Jarvis is making his way up top. The crowd boo a bit more as he taunts the prone
Troy Davis. DIVINE INTERVENTION– MISSES!

MURCIELAGO: He went for the big time, but he blew it!

‘Fabulous’ Troy Davis uses the ropes to get to his feet as he spies Jarvis down on the mat in some pain. He grabs the legs of the fallen Paul Jarvis, and
Davis is going for the elevated crab!

ROB MARTINEZ: His own move? Troy Davis is looking to use the Miracle Worker’s own trademark move against him!

NO! Jarvis kicks him away before standing right back up. Davis goes for the savate kick again, but Jarvis catches the leg! He sweeps Troy’s other leg out
and Jarvis is looking for THE CURE FOR CANCER! He’s got Davis over, applying copious amounts of pressure to the–NO! There’s no cure for cancer here, as
Davis powers out, flipping Jarvis head over heels! Davis is sitting stride the chest of Paul Jarvis–GEDO CLUTCH! Troy’s shoulders are down to the mat
as Stone counts!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

JENNY JERSEY: Here is your winner, “THE MIRACLE WORKER” PAUL JARVIS!

Jarvis cockily saunters off, victorious in his first REBEL outing. The fans hate this guy with a passion!

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JENNY JERSEY: This follow tag team contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, at a total combined weight of four hundred fifty pounds…JEREMY
DAINES AND ENRIQUE RODRIGUEZ. THE NATION OF INNOVATION!

The crowd begins to boo loud and heavy, drowning “Kings and Queens.” They come out with their lackies trailing, but something doesn’t seem right with Enrique
and Jeremy, something is off. They walk past the angry crowd and get into the ring as their music fades.

JENNY JERSEY: Making their way to the ring. At a total combined weight of five hundred fity pounds! THE THUNDER LORD AND THE FIRE GOD…NATURAL DESTRUCTION!
“Hells Bells” rock through the arena. Fire God and Thunder Lord walk past the ramp, being accompanied by Water Goddess. They move past the crowd and in
to the ring.

The match starts off with Jeremy and Fire God. They lock up — Jeremy being the mat technician that he is, takes down Fire God with ease, placing him into
a firmly gripped head-lock. Center ring with no-where to go, Fire God begins to fight for liberation with clubbing forearms to Jeremy — they work. He’s
free and makes a trip to the ropes, rushing towards Jeremy. Jeremy ducks and takes Fire God down with a slow neckbreaker. Jeremy gets back to his feet.
He moves over to Fire God’s legs, going for a Boston Crab, but Fire God refuses and continues to battle out with mean kicks to Jeremy’s face. A smirk grows
on Enrique’s face.

MURCIELAGO: What kinda fucking tag partner is that?

ROB MARTINEZ: Well…they did get into a fight.

MURCIELAGO: Shut up — you don’t know shit.

Fire God on his feet, and he rushes to Jeremy a second time. Drop toe hold on to the middle rope! Jeremy helps Fire God get to his feet and smashes him
into the mat with a German suplex. He isn’t done. A second. He releases Fire God on the third, sending him across the ring! Jeremy goes for the tag, smacking
Enrique’s hand hard.

MURCIELAGO: What the hell are these babies doing? Playing slaps?

Enrique in the ring. He rushes to Fire God who is just getting up…dropkick to the knees! He gets up “THAT’S A DROPKICK!” He holds up Fire God and tries
to whip him, but Fire God is the bigger man. Fire God sends Enrique to the corner with raw force. Enrique comes off the corner in a drunk stumble, staggering
towards Fire God… BIG BOOT…and Enrique is down! Now Jeremy enjoys a smirk.

MURCIELAGO: Looks like these motherfuckers hate each other.

ROB MARTINEZ: They’re just at some turmoil, that’s all.

MURCIELAGO: You want turmoil — keep ruining this match for me.

Fire God moves over to Thunder Lord for the tag. Thunder comes into the ring and sends Enrique to the ropes. Thunder goes for a clothesline…Enrique rolls
under his arms, and gets to his feet! Thunder turns around, HURRICANRANA! With a pin, too! Thunder breaks out at a two count! Enrique runs to the ropes..blind
tag by Jeremy! Enrique doesn’t realize as he returns to Thunder Lord, who is getting up…dropkick to the temple of Thunder! Enrique goes for his second
pin, but the ref won’t count. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” “YOU’RE NOT LEGAL!”

With that said, he exits the ring as Jeremy makes his way past the ropes. Jeremy at the top ropes, stalking Thunder Lord. Thunder Lord now on his feet,
and he’s sent back down to the mat as a result of a well planned missile dropkick! A hook of the leg and a break at two. Jeremy grabs a hold of Thunder
Lord’s long black hair, bringing him to his feet, and places him under his arm for a snap DDT. Thunder Lord hits the mat with a loud SPLAT, and Jeremy
rolls him over for the cover! One! Two! Kickout! Jeremy, annoyed a little bit, sends Thunder Lord in to the corner. He rushes at Thunder with a splash,
but no one’s home! Thunder Lord takes advantage of this situation and squashes Jeremy with a back suplex. Thunder rolls over, and begins to crawl to Fire
God, a man who’s almost flipping over the ropes as he extends his hand out for the tag. Thunder’s close, he’s up, about to get the tag, but stops dead
in his tracks.

ROB MARTINEZ: Even Chuck Norris can’t stand up to a low blow.

MURCIELAGO: Chuck Norris jokes are lame.

The crowd begins to boo as Jeremy drags Thunder back to center ring to work on him some more.

ROB MARTINEZ: I’m not so sure if this is a smart move by Jeremy –

MURCIELAGO: Smart move? Are you kidding me? He’s weakening the (BLEEP) out of Thunder God, it’s a great move.

ROB MARTINEZ: But look at Fire God, I don’t think I’ve ever seen him this angry.

MURCIELAGO: So the (BLEEP) what? He isn’t the legal man.

Fire God has had enough, he gets off the apron and goes fetching for chair. He returns to the ring and smashes the chair on Jeremy’s head. What’s the ref
going to do? IT’S REBEL! Fire God goes ape nuts and starts beating up Jeremy with closed fist shots to his face. He tosses Jeremy out of the ring and follows
close behind. Enrique goes to the top rope, dives, crashing into Fire God. Thunder Lord gets up, rolls out of the ring and starts going back at it with
Jeremy. Thunder Lord tosses Jeremy into the steps and flinches at the lackies. They jump back. Thunder God starts smashing Jeremy’s head in to the steps.
Fire God has managed to gain control, and starts to stomp out Enrique. He brings Enrique up and sends him face first into the ring post. Enrique stumbles
around, dropping to one knee, losing his balance. Fire God grabs hold of Enrique’s head once more and tosses him over the railing and into the crowd.

Thunder Lord tosses Jeremy into the ring. Jeremy gets up before Thunder Lord can get in to the ring. Holding on to the top rope, Jeremy jumps and drop kicks
Thunder Lord with his feet going between the middle and bottom rope! Jeremy gets up and waits for Thunder Lord. Once he’s up, Jeremy jumps over the ropes
with a cross body in mind, but he gets caught. Thunder Lord fallaway slams Jeremy through the bottom and middle rope! Thunder gets in to the ring and covers
him, but only a two count is established! Thunder Lord locks in a full nelson from the ground…and he brings Jeremy to his feet, swinging him around like
his little sister’s rag doll! Jeremy wants to win and will not tap. Thunder Lord cranks up the pressure to what seems to be ten, screaming…shaking harder…yanking
and jerking him around!

Enrique returns alone, without Fire God. He stands on the apron…springboards, but Thunder Lord sees Enrique coming and quickly tosses Jeremy away like
a used up chew toy! Overcastle by Enrique!

MURCIELAGO: That was a great fucking move.

Enrique returns to his post. Jeremy musters up the strength, getting up…and he makes the tag. Fire God still hasn’t returned. Thunder Lord is covered
but quickly forces Jeremy off of him, nearly tossing him across the whole ring! Enrique gets up. Thunder Lords moves over to Enrique and swings at him…Enrique
catches the fist, DDT on to the steel chair! Enrique makes the cover!.

ONE!

TWO!

FIRE GOD FINALLY RETURNED!

THREE!

JENNY JERSEY: Here are your winners…THE NATION OF INNOVATION!

Their hands are raised, but they don’t look too happy to be a team. Natural Destruction look devastated. What does the future hold for these two teams?
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JENNY JERSEY: The following contest is the RED, WHITE AND BRUISED BRAWL! Two men will enter, then every THREE MINUTES a new wrestler enters, until all
five men have joined the match. Eliminations are not over the top, but rather the same as regular REBEL matches. This match will also crown a NEW Number
One Contender’s Cup Holder!

“WE’RE NOT GOING TO TAKE IT” and out comes Warren. He air guitars his way to the ring. The fans explode when he enters! He slaps hands with his crazy following.
MURCIELAGO: Can you believe these folks?

ROB MARTINEZ: Well, two buses came in from Raleigh and one from Charlotte.. so some of these guys are the same as the REBEL Arena and Grady Cole Center
crowd.

MURCIELAGO: Why didn’t they just buy tickets to the damn Closed Circuit deal?

ROB MARTINEZ: This match, and the other matches tonight are just can’t miss stuff. You want to be here for this show!

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing entrant number one… WARREN!

Free starts to play and MIKEY chants begin. Mikey Massacre walks out, chair in hand. He gets a monster pop from the crowd and seems to be loving every minute
of it. He enters the ring and goes up top. He starts to hit himself with the chair, but.. WARREN STEALS IT! Mikey looks at Warren defensively.

WARREN: Dude.. that’ll mess you skull up.

Mikey laughs as Warren throws the chair away. Mikey shakes his head and goes to his corner.

JENNY JERSEY: Entrant number two… MIKEY MASSACRE!

The bell sounds at the command of Dale McDonald. Warren is totally cool with Mikey Massacre. Mikey Massacre is totally cool with Warren. What isn’t so cool
is having to start the match again one another. They shake hands. Warren and Mikey do up a collar and elbow tie up. Mikey gets the advantage with his nearly
fifty pound weight advantage. Warren crashes to the mat as Mikey gathers up the ego to do a Hulk Hogan pose. The crowd begins a MIKEYMANIA chant. Warren
gets up, smiling? Yes, Warren is totally smiling. They go to the center of the ring once again and Warren shoots on Mikey’s legs, who sprawls backwards
keeping his balance. Mikey clubs Warren in the head, ending the shoot attempt. Warren shakes his head some as Mikey allows him to get up. They bump knuckles,
and circle each other. Mikey shoots on Warren, who reacts with a modified Enziguri that damn near decapitates the former REBEL Carolina’s champ.

ROB MARTINEZ: Warren and Mikey are having a nice friendly opening segment here.

MURCIELAGO: Why doesn’t Mike just nail the little bastard with a chair. Warren would have been eliminated two minutes ago, had he been fighting me.

Mikey shakes off the cobwebs from that blow and the crowd breaks out with a WHOOP HIS ASS WARREN, WHOOP HIS ASS! Mikey smiles a bit, the smile only a mother
or a well paid hooker could “love”. Warren and Mikey circle again and tie up once again. Warren gets a headlock on Mikey. Mikey shoots Warren into the
ropes. Warren bounces back attempting a Spinning Wheel Kick. Warren crashes to the mat. Mikey goes for a pin attempt, but Warren rolls out of it, and acrobatically
kicks Mikey in the face before landing on his butt. Both men get a standing ovation for the back and forth sportsman like moves getting displayed. Both
men are up and smiling. They circle one another again…

JENNY JERSEY: Our third entrant.. SLOW BURN, TREY WESTERN!

“Dam That River” by Alice in Chains begins to play. “Slow Burn” Trey Western walks out and is the next participant in the brawl. He gets modest cheers as
he comes to ringside. Nothing like Warren and Mikey’s ovation however. Warren and Mikey Massacre stop what they are doing and quickly nod to one another.
ROB MARTINEZ: Looks as if Mikey and Warren might do some tandem stuff here.

MURCIELAGO: I’d like to seem them both do one thing as a tandem.. leave this damn match!

“Slow Burn” enters the ring and Warren and Mikey don’t hesitate at all. They begin stomping away and Mikey drops a leg to the back of Western’s head. Warren
goes up top, Mikey gets Western up, then down with a quick BRAINBUSTER. Warren wastes zero time and SUPER BIG GULP! A half assed Shooting Star Press nails
the newcomer. Warren and Mikey with a double pin!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

JENNY JERSEY: Trey Western has been eliminated.

ROB MARTINEZ: Just like that the newcomer is gone. Warren and Mikey made him wish he had drawn a different entry number.

Mikey and Warren kick Western out the ring. The smile as the crowd goes wild. They then realize they too are still supposed to wrestle. They bump knuckles,
and begin to circle each other. Warren asks for a test of Strength. Mikey laughs at the puny sized Warren. Warren and Mikey lock fingers, then is one swoop,
Warren brings them together, holds them while sliding between Mikey’s legs. This turns Mikey inside out. Mikey and Warren still have locked fingers as
they roll to their stomachs and get up. Warren quickly goes for a monkey flip and CONNECTS! Mikey lands on the opposite side of the ring. Both men get
up. Mikey isn’t smiling this time. Warren runs looking for a bulldog. Mikey flips Warren off in the nick of time. Warren lands on his knees. He gets up
quickly charges and gets caught in the KATAHAJIME! Mikey isn’t looking to tap Warren out however. KATAHAJIME SUPLEX.. or as Mikey calls it, the MANNY SUPLEX!
Warren lands awkwardly, as he does most times. Mikey sits down on the mat, trying to catch his breath.

JENNY JERSEY: Entrant number four… JASON!

Killswitch Engage hits the PA in Marietta, Georgia. Mikey and Warren try to stand up, Mikey getting up on his own, then helps Warren. JASON stalks to the
ring. JASON enters the ring, and gets a double drop kick for his effort. The big man bounces off the ropes a bit, but hangs on to them. Warren and Mikey
give JASON a double boot to the breadbasket. DOUBLE DDT! DOUBLE COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

JASON KICKS OUT!

MURCIELAGO: They can’t eliminate that be retard that fast. You gotta put some time and effort in beating a retard. Those fuckers are strong.

Warren and Mikey look surprised. Mikey nods and goes outside, to grab his patented chair. This leaves Warren and Jason alone in the ring. Warren shrugs
his shoulders and kicks the big man between the legs. JASON lets out an evil scream and Warren hooks him He climbs up the turnbuckle still holding onto
JASON, but JASON throws him off… WARREN HITS THE CONCRETE FLOOR! Mikey enters the ring, smacks JASON across the back with a chair. JASON turns around,
barely stunned. Mikey lets off with a dropkick. Both men back up several seconds later. Another dropkick. Both men down, and back up again. ANOTHER ONE!
JASON rolls outside. Mikey up and DROPKICKS THE AIR! The crowd goes BANANAS! He beats his chest and screams… WARREN GET THE TABLE! He might would if
he could, but right now Warren is getting pummeled by the beastly JASON. Mikey realizes this. So he does and gets the table his damn self. He puts it in
the ring, and grabs him another chair. He slams JASON across the skull. JASON down to one knee. Warren from behind with a low blow. JASON down to TWO KNEES!
Another chair shot as the chair breaks over JASON’s head and mask! The two men roll JASON into the ring. Mikey sets up the table. Warren grabs JASON again…
MICROWAVE BURRITO BUSTER THROUGH A TABLE!

JENNY JERSEY: The final man to enter… BLOOD!

Blood’s music hits and you see him start to make his entrance. Mikey is up top, no chair in hand, but hits the MASSACRE! Double pin on JASON!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

JENNY JERSEY: JASON has been eliminated!

MURCIELAGO: JASON is out, but Blood is in. No rest for the “tandem”.

JASON is rolled out. Blood rolls in, and clotheslines the rising Mikey Massacre! BEHEADED! Warren looks around, and knows he is in trouble. He has felt
the wrath of Blood. The final entrant into the Red, White and Bruised Brawl looks at the first entrant. Mikey is stirring. Warren in the corner, sees Blood
charging and puts both boots up. Blood catches them, and then pulls back, landing Warren hard. Blood wastes little time, and locks on the Blood Lock. Warren
is clinching his fist, which slowly opens. He is ready to ta-

WHAM! Blood is nailed with a chair shot by Mikey Massacre. Mikey goes for another, but his hit with a punch to the midsection. REVERSE STO! Warren clubs
Blood from behind. Blood turns around and grabs Warren up… BLOODWAKE! He then places the BLOOD LOCK on, and Warren is unconscious. Dale McDonald stops
it, as Warren is completely out.

JENNY JERSEY: WARREN has been eliminated!

ROB MARTINEZ: And the little man who could.. is gone!

MURCIELAGO: Bout damn time.

Mikey gets up with use of the ropes. Mikey signals that Blood, “bring it on”. Blood obliges and charges. Just as he does, Mikey springboards with a back
elbow, catching Blood in the mouth. Cover! A two count. Mikey has Blood in the center of the ring, and quickly goes for the New Mexican Cloverleaf. Blood
is biting his knuckles when it gets locked on. Blood is trying to get to the ropes, but will Mikey let go if he makes it? REBEL rules won’t make him. Blood
is an inch or two away clawing to the ropes. He lunges and makes it. Dale McDonald asks Mikey to release the hold, and Mikey reluctantly does so.

MURCIELAGO: He should just keep it wrenched in.

ROB MARTINEZ: Sportsmanship means nothing to you?

MURCIELAGO: Not when your a win away from challenging for any title belt. No sir.. you go for broke.

Blood gets up slowly, but then receives some kicks to the lower back. Blood still manages to get up, and then throws Mikey toward the ropes, following it
up with a big boot, sending Massacre to the floor. Blood stalks his opponent and gets Massacre up. He throws him into the railing. He charges with a clothesline
and the two men tumble over. Blood and Mikey are down and the crowd are making a circle around them. Blood picks up a chair, and smashes Mikey in the head
with it. The crowd starts a REBEL chant as Mikey gets up like he is Japan’s legendary Masato Tanaka. Blood takes another swing and BAM, nails Mikey with
the shot. Blood pours from the head of Mikey, who GETS UP! Blood, unlike every other person in attendance, is not amazed. He stays cool and collected.
NAILS HIM AGAIN! Mikey doesn’t get up this time. Blood throws him over the guardrail and then follows. He places Mikey in the ring and goes for the cover.
ONE!

TWO!

FOOT ON THE FREAKIN’ ROPE!

MURCIELAGO: Damn, Mikey won’t die.

Blood doesn’t let that one bother him. He wastes little time and places Massacre in the BLOOD LOCK! Massacre is fighting it, and refuses to tap. Blood,
the vital liquid in humans, stains the mat as it pours from Mikey’s head. Mikey is fading fast. Dale checks on Mikey and looks close to calling it.

Then, Blood releases the hold. He looks to the aisle way, where no one stands. He hits himself in the head and screams, WHY ARE YOU HERE? YOU’RE DEAD DAMNIT!
The crowd goes from fever pitch, to almost silent. He looks around the arena and back to the aisle way. He shakes his head. The crowd begins to stir, as
does Mikey. Blood stares at the aisle way. Mikey rolls up the distracted Blood.

ONE!

TWO!

THREEE?

NOPE!

ROB MARTINEZ: Blood must have been having those episodes again.

MURCIELAGO: Looks like he had an acid trip.

ROB MARTINEZ: He has visions of people talking to him, who are dead. It’s a mental condition. .

MURCIELAGO: From doing to much acid.

Blood gets out and then starts pummeling Mikey in the head. He grabs up Mikey and German Suplexes him over his head, releasing him, no bridge, all impact.
Blood has snapped and begins beating Mikey’s head again. Blood loss has to be a factor for Mikey now. The two men are covered in it. And only Mikey is
bleeding. Massacre is picked up! BLOODWAKE!

ONE!

TWO!

FOOT ON THE ROPE! MIKEY SURVIVES!

MURCIELAGO: Come’on Blood.. don’t let him come back!

Blood doesn’t let it bother him. He picks up Mikey again, and Mikey does a standing switch somehow. KATAHAJ– JUDO THROW BY BLOOD! BLOOD LOCK! BLOOD LOCK
IS LOCKED IN! Mikey is a bloody mess. He is fading quickly and is not responding to the questions of Dale McDonald. Dale is calling for the bell… Mikey
is out.

JENNY JERSEY: The winner of this match due to referee stoppage, and NEW NUMBER ONE CONTENDER CUP HOLDER… BLOOD!

Blood seems satisfied. Mikey is been helped by EMT’s. Blood grabs the trophy and cradles it.

ROB MARTINEZ: Now, when will Blood take his title shot, or will he defend it?

MURCIELAGO: If he is smart.. he will wait to see who the champs in each division is first, evaluate them all.

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“All That Remains” plays throughout the arena.

JENNY JERSEY: The following contest is set for one fall and is the final match in the Tag Round Robin! Introducing first, the team of JEFF JAMES and THOMAS
YOUNG!

Young and James appears at the top of the ramp and begin to make their way down towards the ring.

ROB MARTINEZ: Here come James and Young… Wait a minute!

CLANG!

Jeff James pitches forward and lands face down on the ramp. Standing behind him holding a dented steel chair is a grinning Eric Thompson. Young turns around
after hearing the noise…

CLANG!

He’s blasted in the throat via a Williams chair shot!

ROB MARTINEZ: The Dark Market attacking from behind. I think Jeff James is already busted open! What a way to start this match, Murc.

MURCIELAGO: Don’t call me Murc you idiot. Smart strategy here from Dark Market. They’re undefeated in the round robbin so far and don’t want to take any
chances. So they’re hitting quick and hoping to end this!

Eric Thompson begins to kick Jeff James, rolling him down the ramp way. Bryan Williams grabs a still gagging Young and throws him hard in to the railing.
He backs up and drives his big work boot right into the skull of Thomas Young, causing his head to violently smash the rail!

MURCIELAGO: Both of them could be bleeding now, and the bell hasn’t even rung. This is what REBEL is all about!

Eric lifts up a groggy Jeff James and nails a quick left hook to the jaw. Grabbing the arm of James, he pulls him in and drives him to the concrete with
a short-arm clothesline! Williams is now dragging Young down the ramp. He tosses him into the ring and climbs between the ropes. The ref calls for the
bell and finally the official match is underway.

ROB MARTINEZ: Finally the match is underway. Dark Market have a huge advantage early here as they’ve basically taken out both opponents.

Outside the ring, Thomas Young is slowly getting to his feet and trying to recover from the assault at the hands of Eric Thompson. Thompson waits for him
to fully rise before grabbing him and lifting… brainbuster sends him down again! With Young disposed for the moment Thompson enters the ring and both
members of Dark Market circle around Jeff James who is struggling to reach his feet.

ROB MARTINEZ: They are cornering James like two sharks smelling blood in the ocean!

MURCIELAGO: The Dark Market are intelligent,Martinez! They know that isolating one member of a team is a great way to win the match!

ROB MARTINEZ: Even if both of their opponents are basically lambs to the slaughter at the moment?

MURCIELAGO: Of coarse.

James is to his feet…Thompson and Williams attack! A stiff chop to the chest by Thompson sends James into the grasp of Williams who drops him with a northern
lights suplex. He drives his boot down hard across James’ back causing a thud to resinate throughout the arena. Thompson hits the ropes and rebounds, driving
a leg across the spine. They each grab an arm and hall James to his feet.

ROB MARTINEZ: The Market is going for a double team here… Wait here comes Thomas Young! He’s recovered and hits the ring!

Young rushes at Williams and hits a shoulderblock which sends Bryan back in to the corner. He charges for a splash in the corner… standing enzugiri by
Thompson stops him dead in his tracks! Jeff James is climbing to the top rope. He leaps off and tries a missile dropkick, but Thompson moves out of the
way! James lands on his feet! Running dropkick attempt…but he’s caught by Williams.

ROB MARTINEZ: Big spinebuster by Bryan Williams! Just when you thought James and Young might make a comeback, the Dark Market smother them!

MURCIELAGO: They know that Young and James are all that stand between them and their shot at the Rebel Pro Tag Titles. There’s no way they’re going to let
this one slip away!

Thompson comes over and grabs an arm as Williams has the other… double suplex! Williams with the cover, but he arrogantly pulls James up after two! He
throws Jeff over the top rope and James lands with a splat on the floor. Dark Market now turn their sights towards Thomas Young.

ROB MARTINEZ: They systematically took out Jeff James. Now it appears that Young is the focus!

MURCIELAGO: They can’t discriminate.

Young catches Thompson with a left hand. Right hand to Williams! Irish whip on Young who returns with a clothesline, but Thompson ducks it! He rebounds
with a stiff lariat of his own that sends Young hard to the mat. Williams hooks him in a crossface while Thompson pounds away.

ROB MARTINEZ: Williams has that hold cinched in and looks at Thompson just pounding away.! These men are completely devoid of any sportsmanship!

MURCIELAGO: REBEL doesn’t have strict tag rules, Rob. So everything they are employing is completely legal. Come to think of it, there isn’t much here that
wouldn’t be legal.

After a couple moments in the hold Williams lets Young flop on to the mat. He smirks over at Thompson and they both drop knees into Young before bringing
him forcefully to his feet… TDM on YOUNG!

ROB MARTINEZ: Thomas Young is out of this match!

MURCIELAGO: Here comes Jeff James with a chair!

James rushes in to the ring and swings his weapon widely… only to have the air driven out of him via a Thompson kick to the gut. He drops the chair. Thompson
bashes away with some quick forearms as Williams sets up the chair. They both grab a hold of James… TDM on the chair! Both men are out!

ROB MARTINEZ: Why aren’t they covering?

MURCIELAGO: I don’t think they want to make Thomas Young feel left out!

The Dark Market pick up the lifeless Young… TDM on to the chair! Williams covers Young while Thompson covers James!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

JENNY JERSEY: Here are your winners, and the winners of the Round Robin Tag Team Tournament… THE

DARK MARKET!

Thompson and Williams exit the ring grinning back at their laid out opponents as they walk up the ramp.

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JENNY JERSEY: The following match is a lumberjack match scheduled for one fall and it is for the REBEL Carolinas Championship! Introducing first, the challenger,
weighing in at two hundred sixty-three pounds and hailing from Turkey Cross, Kentucky…CUZIN ZEKE!

The Beverly Hillbillys theme song can be heard playing from the speakers in the arena as Cuzin Zeke makes his way to the ring. He walks down the aisle as
the fans reach out for high fives, and Zeke high fives and waves to the fans as he makes his way to the ring. Cuzin Zeke rolls into the ring and asks for
the microphone that Jenny Jersey was using, and she hands him it.

CUZIN ZEKE: Hey everyone, it sure is good to see all ya out there supporting me, but as you knows, I had the chance to bring with me ten of my best friends,
they will surround the ring, and act as lumberjacks, if me or Manny gets out of the ring then their job is to toss us back in there. I knows these guys
will be fair and if for some reason I gets out there, they will toss me back in.

Cuzin Zeke moves over to the ropes and points to the runway as his crew walks down to the ring.

CUZIN ZEKE: Let me introduce my pals, here they are from the mountains of Kentucky, some of the best guys ya ever wanted to meet, and some of the best guys
around. Let me bring to the ring the guys who are gonna be the Lumberjacks for this here match…Ladies and gentlemen… my friends!

The Beverly Hillbillys theme song can be heard playing again as the Kentucky lumberjacks make their way to the ring. One by one they make their way to the
ring, some high fiving the fans and others waving. Five of them walk out to the ring and no more. Cuzin Zeke looks confused as to why there aren’t all
ten. One of the lumberjacks hops up onto the ring apron and whispers to Zeke what is going on.

CUZIN ZEKE: Well seems like we gots a problem. The other guys who was supposed to be here, their van wouldn’t go.. so looks like they may not make it. Now
how we gonna have a lumberjack match with out 10 guys?!

ROB MARTINEZ: Wow, I wonder what’s going to happen here Murc!

MURCIELAGO: Yeah, Manny X probably had nothing to do with these dudes not being here, not one bit.

ROB MARTINEZ: I detect some sarcasm on your voice, Murc.

MURCIELAGO: No shit.

Zeke hands the microphone back to Jenny Jersey who introduces Manny X!

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing second, he is the REBEL Carolinas Champion, weighing in at two hundred thirty-two pounds and hailing from Los Angeles, California…MANNY
X!

The sounds of Tool begin flooding the building as Manny X makes his way to the ring. Manny X appears from behind the curtain with the Carolinas title securely
around his waist and he walks down the aisle shining it for all to see. He gets to the ring, looks at the five lumberjacks, and rolls in. He walks over
to referee Dale McDonald and speaks to him for a second. Dale McDonald then speaks to Jenny Jersey, shortly after she makes an announcement.

JENNY JERSEY: It has come to our attention that Manny X has found four other lumberjacks to replace the five missing lumberjacks. Making their way to the
ring, the rest of the lumberjacks.

Alan the Janitor, TONY, Tony Trey, and Bill Price make their way to the ring and surround the ring opposite Zeke’s friends from Kentucky. Referee Dale McDonald
gets both wrestlers in their respective corner, takes the title belt from Manny X, and calls for the bell.

ROB MARTINEZ: Seems like we found our replacements for the missing lumberjacks.

MURCIELAGO: Jenny Jersey JUST said that. I guess Manny didn’t have a hand in those guys not being here, ’cause looks like he actually wants this fight to
go down. I’d want this fight to go down too. A wise man from Queensbridge Projects once said, war is necessary, war brings peace, I can’t agree with that
anymore, Martinez.

The match is underway. Manny X charges out of the gate and get put on his ass by a big clothesline from Cuzin Zeke. Manny looks surprised as he gets to
one knee quickly, he gets to his feet and charges Zeke again. Zeke goes for another clothesline, Manny ducks underneath the clothesline, turns Zeke around,
whips him into the corner, and follows it up with a running splash. Manny X has cornered Cuzin Zeke and with a show of Unbelievably Furious Offense he
takes Zeke down, with forearm shots, headbutts, lefts and rights. Cuzin Zeke is now sitting on the mat, slouched in the corner and Manny charges trying
to land a knee to the face that could very well knock Cuzin Zeke out. Manny charges, Zeke rolls out of the way and Manny X goes right into ring post! Manny
X drove his shoulder into the ring post while he was trying to drive his knee into Cuzin Zeke. Zeke is on his feet as Manny begins backing out of the corner
holding his shoulder. Zeke grabs Manny’s left arm and twists it putting more pressure on the already injured shoulder, Manny grimaces and begins smacking
his shoulder as Cuzin Zeke begins wrenching the arm. Manny can be seen clenching his teeth together in pain, he shoots several rights to Zeke’s abdomen
in desperation and Zeke breaks the hold. Manny X Finnegan gets to his feet and sends a kick to Zeke’s chest, no, Zeke catches his foot and pulls Manny
closer to him and nails him with a huge clothesline that sends him to the mat again.

Manny X checks where he is in the ring and then rolls out under the bottom rope to the outside where the lumberjacks he found were available are. They make
sure he is alright, they help him to his feet and help him regain his bearings while the Kentucky lumberjacks begin to make their way to Manny’s Crew’s
side of the ring. Manny rolls back into the ring and the Kentucky lumberjacks can be heard yelling at the Manny’s crew. Zeke meets Manny in the ring and
the two exchange rights, Zeke, Manny, Zeke, Manny, Manny blocks a right from Zeke and sends another right of his own and then begins to kick Cuzin Zeke’s
legs. Manny gets Zeke onto one knee with the kicks, and runs against the ropes, knee to the face sends Zeke to the mat hard.

MURCIELAGO: Damn, Martinez. Zeke was an ugly fuck before that, but shit, plastic surgery couldn’t even save him now.

ROB MARTINEZ: Manny X with a good series of rights and kicks cut Zeke down to size and then hard knee to the face brought him down. Now the question is
can Manny take advantage? He had some other opportunities in the match and he failed to capitalize on them.

Manny X lays in stomps to Zeke’s face as he lies on the mat. Manny pushes Cuzin Zeke out of the ring with his foot and the two crews of lumberjacks make
their way over to Zeke. Manny’s crew tries to cheat and get some shots in on Zeke while he’s down but the Kentuckians quickly roll him back into the ring
and nearly get into a brawl at ringside. Zeke gets to his feet in the ring and Manny X charges again, swinging side slam! Cuzin Zeke plants Manny X with
a big swinging side slam as he came charging in. Zeke, still feeling the effects of that knee to the face, gets to his feet and shakes the cobwebs out,
then he brings Manny X to his feet and whips him into the far corner, following it up with a big running splash. Manny X stumbles out of the corner and
hits the mat face first after that move. Zeke brings Manny to his feet again, sends a boot to his abdomen doubling him over, and lands a piledriver in
the middle of the ring.

ROB MARTINEZ: Cuzin Zeke has really taken control of this match here Murc.

MURCIELAGO: What the fuck have I told you about calling me Murc? Yeah, the inbred in him has come out, I still think Manny’s gonna walk outta here as the
champ.

Zeke drags Manny over to the corner and heads to the top rope to potentially end this match. Zeke is on the top turnbuckle setting up for the Muddpuddle,
he jumps, Manny rolls out of the way and Zeke hits the mat with authority! Manny X rolls over to the ropes and uses them to hoist himself to his feet and
Cuzin Zeke is on one knee about to get to his vertical base, Manny comes running in with a swinging neckbreaker that brings Zeke back to the mat. Manny
brings Zeke to his feet and sends a boot to the stomach and then lands a DDT in the middle of the ring and goes for the cover. Kick out at two. Cuzin Zeke
gets to his feet and Manny X grabs his wrist to whip him into the ropes, Zeke reverses the Irish Whip and Manny comes off the ropes into a big back body
drop from the native Kentuckian. Zeke grabs Manny by his beard and brings him to his feet, Manny shoots a couple of rights to Zeke’s abdomen but it does
nothing to help him. Zeke whips Manny into the ropes, off the rebound, sidewalk slam in the middle of the ring. Manny is planted in the middle of the ring
and his opponent begins to lay in the stomps to his midsection. Manny rolls out of the ring again, of course it is where his crew is and again they help
him regain his bearings. The Kentuckians start making their way over to Manny X to make sure this match is fair and as they begin making their way over
there the people Manny brought out send him back into the ring.

ROB MARTINEZ: It seems the people Manny found backstage aren’t playing fair in this match, they attack Cuzin Zeke but help Manny. The Kentuckians are playing
this by the book, even when it’s Zeke who falls to their feet.

MURCIELAGO: This is gonna end up looking like one of those prison fights you see on t.v.

Zeke continues his offensive after Manny is rolled back into the ring. Manny is brought to his feet and whipped into the turnbuckle, Zeke follows it up
with another big running splash, Manny stumbles out of the corner and Zeke hits the ropes and charges landing a huge clothesline that sends Manny to the
mat. Zeke’s crew of lumberjacks begin to watch as he dismantles Manny X Finnegan. Cuzin Zeke brings Manny to his feet again and sends a boot to the gut
and lands a DDT. Manny X is being picked apart in the ring by Cuzin Zeke and on the outside of the ring his mix and match crew of lumberjacks make their
way over to the distracted Kentuckians.

It’s mayhem on the outside of the ring! Manny X’s friends have attacked Cuzin Zeke’s friends and it’s an all out brawl at ringside! Cuzin Zeke continues
to take it to Manny X Finnegan inside the ring by sending rights and lefts to the face while Manny is leaning against the ropes. Zeke sends another kick
to the abdomen of Manny X and sets up for another piledriver. Hold, Matthew Kurtis is sprinting to the ring! He slides into the ring and nails Cuzin Zeke
with a HUGE clothesline! Matt Kurtis scoops Zeke off of the mat and sends a right to his face and then a boot to the stomach, BLUEGRASS BOMB! Matt Kurtis
lands the Bluegrass Bomb on Cuzin Zeke and gets in his face while he’s on the mat and begins yelling at him “Why you not call the baddest Kentuckian of
them all? It’s a given, you call me!” Matt Kurtis leaves the ring and begins walking back up the aisle and Manny X takes advantage making the cover.

ROB MARTINEZ: Not like this!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

JENNY JERSEY: Here is your winner and still REBEL Carolinas Champion…MANNY X!

Referee Dale McDonald hands Manny X his title belt and then raises his hand in victory and then he rolls out of the ring and secures the belt around his
waist as he walks up the aisle back to the locker room.

ROB MARTINEZ: How long is the gold going to evade Cuzin Zeke?

MURCIELAGO: If he keeps not calling Matt Kurtis then never. But he did the right thing, I’d never call Matt Kurtis, nobody likes him.

ROB MARTINEZ: Cuzin Zeke loses another title match in heartbreak fashion. For another time I guess.

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ROB MARTINEZ: We’ve just been told that Bruce Richards has told Young and James that REBEL no longer needs them. JASON too has been let go, though it was
said to be mutual. That’s big news on the REBEL roster front.

We hear a track from Staten Island native and Wu-Tang Clan member, GZA, begin playing over the speakers in the building. The fans haven’t heard this entrance
music before and most don’t know what to make of this. From behind the curtain walks Enzo, Murcielago’s manager! He walks past the booing fans wearing
his trademark Fedora and carrying his crowbar. He walks up the ring steps and enters the ring where he receives a microphone.

ROB MARTINEZ: Murc, can you tell us all why Enzo is here?

MURCIELAGO: Word, I’ll let you know in a minute. I’ll be right back.

Murcielago takes off his headset and gets microphone from ringside and then rolls into the ring where he and Enzo shake hands. The crowd boo both men as
they stand in the ring, but neither one lets it get to them, as a matter of fact, they welcome the boos by taunting the crowd.

MURCIELAGO: The reason why I’m out here in the ring right now instead of chilling over there with Martinez, say hi to all the fans Rob, is because I got
a message to deliver to all you bitch ass fans.

ENZO: Yeah, y’see, REBEL’s been struggling everybody. None of y’all can see it though, you guys just like to be entertained, it doesn’t matter if those
wrestlers suck, as long as y’all are fucking entertained.

MURCIELAGO: You haven’t seen the best wrestling talent at all in the last three months. Seriously, look at the champions, we got a fucking crackhead holding
the title that I was the first to win. Then we got some rookies holding the tag titles, seriously who the hell are these two dudes? And then we got a fucking
school teacher holding the REBEL World Championship. What the fuck’s going on here?

ENZO: Sounds to me like all y’all wrestler boys fell off, whatever, that shit don’t concern me.

MURCIELAGO: Oh, on the contrary my Italian friend. The reason why we’re out here is because the lack of talent in REBEL, especially in the tag team division.
We already lost one garbage ass team tonight, Thomas Young and Jeff James, but that’s alright nobody gave a shit about them anyway, ’cause tonight you’re
gonna gain the most dominant team to ever hit REBEL.

ENZO: Say word. Dudes are garbage around here.

MURCIELAGO: I’ve been out of the ring for the last three months, but…I’m back. Me and Enzo are gonna take this tag team division by storm, as a matter
of fact, we’re gonna issue an open challenge to any other tag team in the locker room. We’re gonna take on whoever comes out from the back at the next
show, Concrete Jungle. So we’ll wait for two of you fuckers to come out here and schedule your own fucking funeral.

Enzo hops out of the ring and walks over to a fan who has a bag of popcorn and snatches it away from them and gets back into the ring and begins to snack
on that. He and Murcielago begin to speak to each other as they wait for a tag team to appear from the back. Suddenly “Hells Bells” begin booming over
the speakers in the building and Natural Destruction appear from behind the curtain.

MURCIELAGO: So you guys are gonna accept the open challenge I just issued to the locker room? A couple of fucking super hero wannabes?

The Fire God has a microphone in his hand and he begins speaking.

FIRE GOD: Yes, we Natural Destruction, accept your challenge. Prepare to lose at Concrete Jungle next week! After this comment Enzo spits out some of his
popcorn from laughing.

MURCIELAGO: We’ll see you at Concrete Jungle, bring the plastic surgeons, ’cause you dudes are gonna need ‘em after we finish that match. Next week these
REBEL fans, who I really don’t give a shit about, are gonna bear witness to the best tag team to hit REBEL since…EVER! Nobody’s gonna be able to have
an answer for us, not even Allen Iverson has an answer for us.

Enzo asks Murcielago a question without using the microphone.

ENZO: What about Paul Pierce, he’s the Truth?

MURCIELAGO: Yeah, neither will Paul Pierce, NBA Finals MVP. Next week, Concrete Jungle is when there’s a hostile takeover.

Murcielago drops the mic and Natural Destruction go back through the curtain to the locker room. Murcielago and Enzo shake hands again and Enzo leaves the
ring and walks up the aisle to the back, still snacking on the popcorn he stole from a fan. Murcielago makes his way back to the commentating table with
Rob Martinez. He sits down and puts his headset back on.

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JENNY JERSEY: It is time for the REBEL Pro World Tag Team Title Match! First, the challengers. They are at a total combined weight of four hundred and
four pounds. They are the former REBEL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS OF THE WORLD! Mike “Assman” Trey, Stone Zellor… THE BLACK UNDERGROUND RAILROAD!

The fans pop like girls at a New Kids on the Block reunion concert, though there is still a sizeable contingent just unwilling to cheer a team that Stone
Zellor is on. Assman gets a thunderous ovation as he Wiggles his way to the ring, motioning to his empty waist. Zellor is walking more slowly, ignoring
both the booing and cheering fans.,

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing second, the REBEL Pro World Tag Team Champions… coming to the ring first, weighing in a two hundred twenty-seven pounds and hailing
from Houston, Texas…NICK EVERHARDT!

“Heretics & Killers” by Protest the Hero beings blasting over the speakers in the warehouse and Nick Everhardt appears from behind the curtain. He looks
concerned and for some reason he is carrying both belts. The fans cheer crazily nonetheless, though their confusion is evident.

ROB MARTINEZ: Why does he have both belts? Where is Core?

MURCIELAGO: This oughta be interesting.

Everhardt grabs a mic.

EVERHARDT: Cut the music.

The music cuts. Everhardt doesn’t look like his usual self. He shakes his head as he begins to speak.

EVERHARDT: Right about now, everyone in this arena was expecting John X Core and myself to make our way down this aisle and defend these tag titles. But
as you can clearly see, that’s not happening. Instead, right now John X Core is in the back of a Cobb County EMS Ambulance on his way to the hospital.
The fans around the arena don’t know what to think. There is mostly shocked silence but some persistent booing. One fan tries to start a refund chant to
no avail.

EVERHARDT: Apparently someone decided it would be a good idea to attack my tag team partner from behind as he was using the men’s bathroom. Apparently someone
felt there shouldn’t be a World Tag Team Title Match tonight. Now, I know what some of you may be thinking, so before the thought gets etched in your minds
I’ll tell you right now that I don’t think it was either guy standing in that ring. I know you both have a problem with John, but I also know you’re not
the type to attack someone from behind.

MURCIELAGO: I think he’s right. Zellor has no problem punching you in your balls in front of the camera, why would he need to do something off-camera?

ROB MARTINEZ: I agree with you there, Murc.

EVERHARDT: So here I stand, both title belts in hand with no tag team partner. Now at this point I’ve got a few options. I could simply forfeit these belts
and let management do what management does.

A loud array of boos fills the arena.

EVERHARDT: Or I could try to find a partner in the locker room right now to help me defend these belts.

The boos turn to cheers.

EVERHARDT: Or I could just walk down to that ring and defend them myself!

The crowd continues to cheer, but some fans are hesitant. Zellor and Trey stand in the ring with a look of disbelief.

ROB MARTINEZ: You have to respect Everhardt for even suggesting that… Zellor and Trey have a combined FIVE tag team titles between them!

MURCIELAGO: Pretty ballsy, no doubt. I bet he turns around and goes home.

EVERHARDT: Now see, the problem with that second option is simple. John X Core earned one of these straps. To let someone else come defend a belt and potentially
lose it just wouldn’t be right. And at the same time, for someone else to win this match would just create controversy. So the way I see it, there’s two
of you and one of me. And if you don’t mind, if these fans don’t mind, if management doesn’t mind, I’d rather just come to the ring and let you see what
I’ve got!

ROB MARTINEZ: Wrong!

MURCIELAGO: Shit.

Zellor and Trey look at each other and exchange words. After a light chuckle, they wave Everhardt to the ring. He sets the mic. down and makes his way to
the ring! He rolls in. Assman is telling him something. Assman is telling Zellor to go the outside. They are going to wrestle under Gentleman’s Rules!
Everhardt and Assman are circling each other, trying to size the other up. Zellor is on the outside, very much looking like he wishes he was in the ring,
but he has decided to stay on the outside and try to beat Everhardt cleanly, or as clean as things can get in REBEL Pro. Pow! Everhardt surprises Assman
with a quick jab. Good move there, clearly something Assman wasn’t suspecting. Both men still circling each other. Everhardt goes for another jab but Assman
moves out of the way. Everhardt with a stiff kick to the side of Assman’s knee sends him to the ground. He is quick to his feet, goes for a double-leg
takedown on Everhardt who sprawls on top of Assman, trying to apply a waistlock. Assman powers through Everhardt’s arms and takes him down. He rolls through
for a cover but before the referee is down to the ground, Everhardt rolls out.

ROB MARTINEZ: Both of these men are master technicians!

MURCIELAGO: I’m not going to argue with you there, but like I’ve said before, this is REBEL F’N PRO!

Both men up to their feet. Assman with an immediate arm ringer. He rings it a second time but Everhardt rolls through, applying a ringer of his own, flipping
Assman onto his back. Assman kicks up to his feet and reverses into a ringer, followed by a quick knee to the gut and a snapmare takedown. Assman applies
a sleeper onto Everhardt.

MURCIELAGO: They call it a sleeper because it puts people to sleep.

ROB MARTINEZ: Good one.

MURCIELAGO: Shut your mouth.

Everhardt slowly rising to his feet. Elbow to Assman’s gut. Another. A third. Assman forced to let go… but he applies it again before Everhardt can move
out of the way. Everhardt waving his arm, trying to get some adrenaline into the system. The fans are equally split between the two, all of them cheering
in unison for the technical proficiency of both competitors. Everhardt slips out of the sleeper! He gets behind Assman. Belly-to-back suplex! But Assman
flips and lands on his feet, spins Everhardt around. Kick to the gut… caught by Everhardt! Assman goes for an enziguri but Everhardt ducks it. But a back
kick sends Everhardt to the ground!

Both men to their feet. And the REBEL Pro audience is clapping! They shake hands again. What great sportsmanship between these two wrestlers! Aaaaand here
comes Zellor with a missile dropkick to the back of the tag team champion! Booing ensues. Assman looks a little frustrated… but this is Stone Zellor, the
man whom he has held the tag team gold with twice already! He’s used to his antics.

MURCIELAGO: You ask me, Assman is a total hypocrite. No, no, he won’t do that shit himself, but he has no problem Zellor doing it.

Assman takes himself to the outside. Zellor probably figured it was a good double-teaming spot but Assman is trying to keep it clean! Zellor is to his feet
before Everhardt is. He pushes him into the ropes, Irish whip. Everhardt running back across the ring, ducks a clothesline from Zellor. Off the opposite
ropes. Zellor ducks his head intending to back body drop his opponent but Everhardt jumps up and over Zellor with a sunset flip!

One!

Two!

No dice!

Both men back to their feet, circling each other. Everhardt dives in and takes his opponent down and immediately applies an ankle lock on his opponent.
ROB MARTINEZ: This is smart of Everhardt. He has to keep one-if not both-opponents grounded if he wants a chance to win this match.

MURCIELAGO: That boy don’t stand a chance.

Zellor using his arms to push himself up, trying to crawl towards the ropes. Everhardt

stands so that he can apply more pressure. Zellor is moving pretty
quickly and gets towards the ropes. Everhardt abides by the gentleman’s agreement and releases the lock. Zellor is getting to his feet. Everhardt backs
off and allows him to stand up. They meet in a collar-and-elbow. Everhardt backs Zellor into the corner. Knife edge chop!

Whoooooooooooooooooooo!

Another.

Whoooooooooooooooooooo!

Everhardt whips Zellor across the ring. Zellor bounces off of the turnbuckle and stumbles forward, right into a clothesline! Zellor quick to his feet only
to be sent back down by Everhardt. He is back up again. This time he ducks the clothesline and dropkicks the back of Everhardt’s knee, sending him down
to his back. Zellor jumps on top but Everhardt rolls out before the press can be counted. Both men back to their feet. Another collar-and-elbow. Everhardt
with a facelock into a takedown. Zellor reverses into a headscissors. He wrenches his legs but Everhardt rolls out of it. Back to their feet. Zellor with
a hard right! Everhardt with one of his own. They are exchanging rights and lefts.

MURCIELAGO: Now this is REBEL PRO!

Zellor gains the advantage. Backs Everhardt into the ropes, whips him off. This time he lands the back body drop. Everhardt slowly rising but Zellor meets
him with a stiff kick to the back of his head. Another. Everhardt crawls towards the ropes but Zellor is on him. Boots to his back! Zellor pulls Everhardt
up, whips him again. Everhardt reverses! Zellor bounces off of the ropes… Everhardt meets him, EVERPLEX over the ROPES to the OUTSIDE!

ROB MARTINEZ: That was HARDCORE!

MURCIELAGO: Yup. And I bet Zellor gets up faster than any son of a bitch-save for me-in that whole damn locker room. Balls of fucking steel.

Now Assman is back in the ring. He runs at Everhardt but Everhardt hears him coming, turns around and spinebusters him to the mat!

“HARDT!” “ASSMAN!” “HARDT!” “WIGGLE!” “ZELLOR SUCKS!”

Everhardt is climbing up to the second turnbuckle… flying elbow drop onto Assman… but Assman rolls out of the way! Everhardt holding his elbow, rolling
around. Assman is standing. Zellor is trying to climb into the ring with a steel chair. But Assman is telling him to stay on the outside. He wants to handle
it himself, without the chair! Zellor reluctantly agrees but Everhardt has used the delay to his advantage. He bounces off of the ropes, grabs Assman’s
head and bashes it into Zellor’s steel chair! Assman stumbles back, right into a roll-up!

One! Two! Zellor with a Springboard Something Or Other that prevents the pinfall! Zellor holding his back. Everhardt holding his back. Assman is holding
both his abdomen and head. All three men are down!

MURCIELAGO: What the hell kind of senton was that.

ROB MARTINEZ: Zellor just prevented his team from losing… does it matter that it wasn’t pretty?

MURCIELAGO: No, not really.

Zellor is the first one to get up. He walks over to the chair he left on the apron. Picks it up. Waits for Everhardt to stand…then pow! Everhardt falls!
Assman is to his feet. He shrugs… it was Everhardt who used the chair first, after all! Ignoring the intermittent boos from the audience, Zellor places
the chair on the ground. He grabs Everhardt’s head and climbs up the turnbuckle… tornado DDT onto the chair! Cover!

One! Two! Three-NO! NO! Everhardt kicks out!

Zellor looks frustrated. Assman is trying to go to the outside but Zellor is trying to convince him to help him double-team. Assman sighs but reluctantly
agrees. The REBEL Pro World Tag Team Titles are on the line! They hoist up Everhardt… double brainbuster… on the CHAIR!

One! Two! Three-NO! NO! Everhardt got a leg on the bottom rope! Unbelievable! Zellor grabs Everhardt’s head… time for the Zellorification!

Everhardt able to trip out Zellor’s legs. Standing senton onto Zellor! Assman runs into the ring but Everhardt catches him… side suplex! Zellor rising slowly…
only to be sent back down by a dropkick. Now Assman is standing… another dropkick! Now Everhardt is grabbing that steel chair. He uses it to send Zellor
back to the ground! And now Assman! He tosses the chair outside the ring… time to earn this victory cleanly! He grabs Zellor and is bringing him to the
top-rope!

ROB MARTINEZ: Time for his Hardt Attack finisher!

But Zellor hits him with a LOW BLOW! And an EYE GOUGE! Assman is standing… Zellor pushes Everhardt off of the turnbuckle… right into an ASSCRACKER! Assman
covers!

One! Two! Three! Zellor and Trey-the Black Underground Railroad-are the THREE TIME REBEL PRO WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!

JENNY JERSEY: The winners and NEW REBEL WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS: THE BLACK UNDERGROUND RAILROAD!

ROB MARTINEZ: The Black Underground Railroad has made history! For Assman, this is his FOURTH reign. For Zellor, his THIRD!

MURCIELAGO: Too bad it took a handicap match. Tainted victory. Put an asterisk next to their names.

ROB MARTINEZ: Regardless of the circumstances, they are our tag team champs!

Assman is doing the Wiggle in the ring. The fans are eating it up! Zellor, looking pleased, grabs his belt and places it on his shoulder. One arm around
Lady Sparks, he makes his way backstage. Assman stops doing the Wiggle and helps Everhardt to his feet. They shake hands. Everhardt raises Assman’s arm
into the air.

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JENNY JERSEY: The following contest is scheduled for one fall…and it is for the REBEL WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!!

“Surprise! You’re Dead” by Faith No More blasts throughout the Cobb County Civic Center as the crowd begins to boo. Jake Phoenix steps out to the entrance
stage with a look of determination in his eyes. He pays no attention to the crowd as he begins to walk down the aisle.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first, the challenger. From Fort Lauderdale, Florida. He weighs in at two hundred eighty-nine pounds…”THE MURDER CITY DEVIL”
JAKE PHOENIX!!

Phoenix approaches the steps, but before making his way in to the ring he looks over at members in the front of the crowd…three of Derrick Steele’s students.
Phoenix makes his way to the students and badmouths them. He motions to them that he will win back the championship before turning back to the steps. He
climbs in to the ring and waits for the champion as his music fades out.

ROB MARTINEZ: Jake Phoenix looks bound and determined to win back that World Heavyweight Championship tonight!

MURCIELAGO: After the rampage we’ve seen from this man since he lost that championship, I think it would be a safe bet that “The Murder City Devil” will
walk out of Marietta tonight with the belt around his waist!

ROB MARTINEZ: We’ll have to wait and see…

“You Think I Ain’t Worth A Dollar, But I Feel Like A Millionaire” by Queens Of The Stone Age hits the arena as the crowd erupts in overwhelming cheers.
Derrick Steele steps out to the entrance, championship strapped around his waist. He smiles as he takes the championship belt off and raises it high in
to the air for the crowd to see…for Phoenix to see. He drapes the belt across his shoulder as he makes his way down the entrance ramp, tagging the hands
of fans at ringside.

JENNY JERSEY: Making his way to the ring. From Reno, Nevada! He weighs in at two hundred twenty-one pounds and is the REBEL WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION…”DIAMOND”
DERRICK STEELE!!

Steele makes his way over to his students and shakes each of their hands. He walks back to the steps and enters the ring. He raises the championship one
last time for everyone to see. His music fades out as he hands the belt to Dale McDonald.

ROB MARTINEZ: Steele gives up size and power in this match, but as he showed us last week…it’s not always about size or power. He did what many thought
couldn’t be done when he defeated Lloyd Rees for the title!

MURCIELAGO: He got lucky, Rob. He lucked out when he broke the grapevine and caught Rees off guard with a pin. Jake is a vicious man right now! He’s going
to tear Steele apart!

Senior Official Dale McDonald raises the belt in to the air for the Marietta crowd to see. McDonald hands the belt to an official on the outside and calls
for the opening bell.

ROB MARTINEZ: Here we go!

Phoenix instantly locks up with Steele. Phoenix delivers a knee to the gut and quickly grasps on to Steele, slinging him overhead with a vicious belly to
belly suplex! Phoenix brings Steele back to his feet and drills him with a short-arm lariat which sends the champion back to the mat. He picks Steele up
once again and sets him in position for a uranage. He uses his power to thrust Steele back first in to the corner. Phoenix buries his shoulder in to Steele’s
gut! Phoenix follows up with another shoulder to the gut…and a third! Phoenix backs off from Steele as McDonald tries to check on the champion. Phoenix
rushes in for a clothesline, but Steele gets his boots up! Phoenix stumbles out of the corner holding his jaw as Steele ascends the ropes. Phoenix turns
around…cross body block for the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Phoenix kicks out before the three count! Phoenix rolls over and begins to get back to his feet, but is quickly stopped by Steele applying a side headlock!
Phoenix is quick to roll over and get to his feet. He lifts Steele high in to the air and plants him with a back suplex! The impact forces Steele to roll
to his stomach. Phoenix quickly locks in a full nelson and Steele begins his struggle to escape!

ROB MARTINEZ: This is not good for the champion!

MURCIELAGO: This match has been all about Phoenix’s power! He has been nothing but dominant since the start of this match!

McDonald checks on Steele who is unwilling to give up. Phoenix forcefully lifts Steele back to his feet with the full nelson still applied! McDonald checks
on Steele again, but again Steele refuses to give up! Phoenix lifts Steele off of his feet and violently swings him back and forth while still holding
the full nelson! Phoenix tosses the champion to the side as he releases the full nelson in mid-swing! Phoenix picks Steele back up. He swings at Steele
with a short-arm lariat, but Steele ducks it! Phoenix turns around…dropkick to the face and he falls back in to the ropes! Steele quickly slides out
of the ring and trips Phoenix dropping him face first to the mat! Steele climbs on to the apron and ascends the ropes! Phoenix slowly gets back up and
Steele dives off the top for the Steele Tower…but Phoenix catches him! Sitout powerbomb! Phoenix rolls back and returns to his feet.

He waits as Steele slowly gets back to his feet. Phoenix grabs Steele by the throat and lifts him for the chokeslam! SNAP DDT! Steele counters with a snap
DDT! Phoenix rolls to his back as Steele gets to his feet…sliding legdrop! Steele makes the quick cover, hooking the leg!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Phoenix gets his foot on the bottom rope! Steele grabs Phoenix’s are and locks it between his legs. He grabs Phoenix’s other arm and applies a double underhook
submission! McDonald checks on Phoenix, but he won’t give up!

ROB MARTINEZ: Derrick Steele was able to hit a much needed counter with that snap DDT, and now he has Phoenix in a bad position! We may see a tap out!

MURCIELAGO: I think that Steele has to wear down Phoenix a little more before we’ll see a tap out.

McDonald checks on Phoenix again, and again Phoenix refuses to give he. He uses his power to get to his knees, but Steele grips tightly on to the submission!
Phoenix is able to get to his feet…he falls backwards crashing Steele hard to the mat! Phoenix hesitates to catch his breath before returning to his
feet. He picks Steele up and lifts him in to a bear hug! Phoenix rushes at the corner, drilling Steele spine first in to the top turnbuckle! Phoenix lifts
Steele again and spins around from the corner to plant Steele with a devastating spinebuster! Phoenix grips Steele by the throat and lifts him off the
mat, high in to the air…vicious clothesline! Steele is flipped inside out upon contact and drops stomach first to the mat! Phoenix shoots the half and
makes the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Steele gets his foot on the bottom rope just before the three count! Phoenix returns to his feet and quickly brings Steele back to his feet. He lifts Steele
up on to his shoulder and rams him hard, back first in to he corner! He sets Steele up in a tree-of-woe and backs off. He rushes at Steele connects with
a hard knee lift to the chest! He grabs Steele by the head and lifts him with an inverted facelock. Phoenix lifts Steele in to the air…and he falls back,
dropping Steele chest first across the top rope! Phoenix gets back to his feet and rushes at Steele…big boot to the skull, and Steele is sent crashing
in to the guardrail outside!

ROB MARTINEZ: That was a nasty boot!

MURCIELAGO: Steele may be knocked out!

Phoenix smirks as he steps out to the apron. Phoenix drops to the floor and makes his way to Steele. He pulls the nearly unconscious Steele back to his
feet and rams him hard in to the guardrail! He holds Steele with a waist lock and lifts him back in the air. Phoenix rams Steele’s back in to the guardrail
again! Steele hunches over as Phoenix approaches the apron. He turns back to Steele and rushes at him, but Steele stops the momentum with a drop toe hold
forcing Phoenix forehead first in to the guardrail! Phoenix falls to the floor holding his head as Steele makes his way to the apron! He slides back in
to the ring and looks back out at Phoenix. Phoenix grabs the guardrail, using it to slowly lift himself back to his feet. Steele hits the far ropes. He
springboards to the top rope on his return…swanton…and both men crash in to the ecstatic crowd!!

ROB MARTINEZ: OH MY GOD! The champion and the challenger may be hurt here, Murc!

MURCIELAGO: That was a nasty spill, but I don’t think either man is ready to quit just yet!

Steele uses the guardrail to pull himself back to his feet. He picks up Phoenix and forces over the guardrail and out of the crowd. Steele follows as Phoenix
slowly gets back up…dropkick to the knee, and Phoenix is down! Steele lifts Phoenix back to his feet and rolls him in to the ring. He grabs Phoenix’s
legs and pulls Phoenix towards the ring post. Steele takes Phoenix’s leg and wraps it hard around the ring post!

ROB MARTINEZ: It looks like the champion is going to focus on that knee that was giving Phoenix problems against LDK!

Steele applies an inverted figure four around the ring post, and Phoenix instantly tries fighting out of it! Steele applies more pressure as Phoenix tries
to use his leg strength to kick Steele off! Steele finally releases the submission, but keeps a hold of the leg. He wraps the leg around the post again!
Steele puts Phoenix’s leg across the other leg, almost in a figure four position again! He holds the extended leg and climbs up to the apron. He hooks
Phoenix’s foot under the middle rope, putting the challenger in a new form of the cloverleaf!

MURCIELAGO: What the hell is this?! I’ve never seen anyone apply a cloverleaf using the ropes!

Steele jumps down from the apron as Phoenix desperately tries to reach back and unhook his foot. Steele with a dropkick to the exploited knee! He gets back
to his feet…a second dropkick to the knee! Phoenix’s foot finally slips out from under the middle rope as Steele makes his way back in to the ring. He
grabs Phoenix by the arm and drags him towards the center of the ring. Steele stomps as the knee before hooking his leg around Phoenix’s bad leg. He falls
back bridging, and he grabs Phoenix in an inverted chinlock! Steele uses his momentum to flip over on his stomach, which elevates Phoenix!

ROB MARTINEZ: Well, it’s not the Steele Curtain, but it will be very effective on that knee he’s been targeting!

MURCIELAGO: This is exactly the type of offense that Phoenix has to try and stop!

McDonald checks on Phoenix who refuses to give up. Steele torques back more on the submission adding pressure to both the knee and the neck! Phoenix reaches
towards Steele’s face…rake of the eyes! Steele releases the hold and Phoenix falls to the mat! Both men slowly get to their feet, and Steele with another
dropkick to the knee! Phoenix rests on one knee as Steele drives a hard knee in to his jaw! Steele with a second! Steele hits the far ropes. He rushes
at Phoenix…but Phoenix catches him by the throat! Phoenix returns to his feet and lifts Steele high in to the air! He carries him over to the edge of
the ring, looking to chokeslam him to the floor outside…but Steele in desperation breaks the grip with hard forearms to Phoenix’s arm! Steele lands on
the apron as Phoenix comes at him…shoulder to Phoenix’s gut! Steele waits for Phoenix to turn back towards him…he springboards…and he’s caught with
another choke grip! Phoenix elevates him…CHOKESLAM!

ROB MARTINEZ: Phoenix could win this right here, Murc! All he has to do is make the cover!

MURCIELAGO: Phoenix is too worn out! He’s laying on the mat catching his breath instead of ceasing this opportunity!

Phoenix pulls himself towards the champion and makes the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THR…NO!

Steele gets his foot on the bottom rope just in time! Phoenix frustrated, picks up Steele. He flips Steele over in position for the Tombstone Piledriver,
but Steele struggles! Phoenix catches Steele before he can fall behind, forcing him to rest upon Phoenix’s shoulder…and he slams Steele hard back to
the mat! He lifts Steele back to his feet, again grabbing him in a uranage position! Phoenix forcefully shoves Steele in to the corner! Phoenix with hard
rights and lefts all over on Steele’s body! Steele hunches over in pain as Phoenix backs off. Phoenix rushes at him for a big boot…but Steele moves!
Phoenix’s boot drills the top turnbuckle and he instantly collapses holding his knee! Steele rolls out to the apron and waits for Phoenix to get back up….STEELE
TOWER! Steele slowly makes his way to the top rope as he looks back at his downed opponent!

ROB MARTINEZ: This could be the end! Looks like Steele is going for the Blue Moon!

MURCIELAGO: He’s taking a lot of time getting to that top rope though! He doesn’t want Phoenix to be able to catch his breath!

.Phoenix slowly gets to his feet as Steele looks back towards him! Steele dives off the top ropes…BLUE MOON…but Phoenix catches him! He brings Steele
to the edge of the ring and drops him throat first on the top rope! Steele stumbles back holding his throat, and Phoenix instantly flips him upside down
in position for the Tombstone! Phoenix turns towards the center of the ring…but his knee gives out! Steele rolls through and has the legs hooked for
a pin!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

ROB MARTINEZ: I think…I think it’s over Murc! I think Steele got the pinfall!

Dale McDonald calls for the bell as Phoenix looks up at him with fire in his eyes.

JENNY JERSEY: Here is your winner…and STILL the REBEL WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION…”DIAMOND” DERRICK STEELE!!

MURCIELAGO: Jake is fuming! He loses at NAPW’s 150th when the referee didn’t see his foot on the rope…and he loses tonight from a simple rollup that caught
him by surprise!

Phoenix rolls out of the ring as McDonald hands Steele his championship. A few of the students enter the ring to celebrate with Steele as a hellbent Phoenix
looks on with hatred. Phoenix pushes the timekeeper off of his chair and quickly slides back in to the ring with the chair in hand!

ROB MARTINEZ: NO! Phoenix is about to snap!

Phoenix cracks Steele hard in the back of the head with the chair! The three students in the ring instantly fall to check on Steele, blocking Phoenix from
continuing the attack! Phoenix takes out one student with a vicious chair shot! One of the students stands, but he is taken down with a chair shot of his
own. The third student attempts to get to his feet, but Phoenix drills him with the chair as well! He drops the chair and grabs a downed student by the
throat. He lifts the student high in to the air…chokeslam to the outside of the ring! He picks up a second student and holds him in a uranage position.
He uses his power to toss the student hard in to the corner. The student stumbles out of the corner and is met with a decapitating boot that sends him
toppling over the top rope and to the outside! The third student slowly gets to his feet as Phoenix hits the far ropes. He rushes at the student…SPEAR!!
The student is sent crashing to the outside from the impact! Steele uses the ropes to pull himself back up as Phoenix picks up the steel chair!

ROB MARTINEZ: Somebody has to stop this!

Phoenix cracks Steele in the skull again, sending the champion to the mat! He throws the chair back to the mat and mounts Steele. Steele lays defenseless
as Phoenix hammers him with repetitive rights to the face. Blood begins to trickle down Steele’s skull as Phoenix continues to pound away! Officials come
down to the ring and try to pry Phoenix off of the champion! Phoenix delivers one last bone-shattering headbutt before finally getting off of Steele. The
officials instantly attend to Steele as Phoenix stares down upon his devastation.

MURCIELAGO: Steele is out! He needs help, Rob!

ROB MARTINEZ: Phoenix has made an emphatic statement here tonight! He is not going to rest until he has his championship once again!

Phoenix grins at Steele as the officials try helping him. Phoenix grabs the championship and looks down upon it. He holds the championship out towards Phoenix
with a grin on his face. He pulls the belt back and drapes it over his shoulder. Phoenix steps out of the ring and makes his way back up the aisle, still
looking back towards the ring. Steele leans on the middle ropes, eyes glazed over as he looks back at Phoenix, blood dripping from his head and mouth.
ROB MARTINEZ: This looks to be far from over, Murc!

MURCIELAGO: Steele may want to think twice before getting back in to the ring with “The Murder City Devil”!

Phoenix pats the belt with a sadistic grin on his face as Steele watches on from in the ring, blood covering his face.