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T. Index & J. Howard vs G. Christ & D Shadow; Important Information Inside..
Topic Started: Mar 3 2008, 08:25 PM (128 Views)
Glen Greeney
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(If Tyke Index/Jarell Howard win Tyke Index picks stipulation for Main Event at Insanity vs Dark Shadow. If Natural Selection win Dark Shadow picks.)
Tyke Index & Jarrell Howard vs Gerard Christ & Dark Shadow

I think everyone will be keeping an eye on this match.
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Tyke Index
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It was shiny, bright, and full of life much like my world these days. I stared down at the five pounds of gold resting on my lap. This is what I had worked for my entire career, this was it, everything I desired, and this was everything our empire needed.

Then I thought for a second, a mid moment lapse if you will. This championship was suppose to signify that I was at the pinnacle and peak of my career, but I knew I could still improve, see this wasn’t about resting on my laurels or taking a moment to reflect – there was no time for that. I had been ushered with a lot of responsibilities to my believers, responsibilities I was more than confident that I could handle. It would take integrity, intensity and intelligence in abundance, but I didn’t work this damn hard just to crumble at the top, and I was determined to succeed.

I was a walking target, I was now the man to defeat, everyone was dropping my name – I could hear them loud and clear. The hunter had become the hunted, but that’s only where the game begins you see. If I wanted to, I could hunt down every natural living thing surrounding this world, but what is the point in that if you don’t hunt with conviction.

Killing is a terrible thing, few men have the nerve for it – fewer can handle the consequences. I have, I lived through my sentence, and I was made all the better for it. What separated me from all the other guys gunning for me was one thing; it was the respect for the unexpected. See what they didn’t realise is that the fear of losing drove me on, it kept me focused and attached to what and where I needed to be to remain steps ahead of the competition. That’s what I was, steps and marches ahead. That wasn’t fiction, just fact.

Let them talk, talk is cheap. While those same guys in the back were running their mouth, I was running down anything and everything that came in my way. This title wasn’t resting upon my lap because of some sort of occurrence or miracle; it was here because I earned it, because we earned it. This was the cornerstone to our empire; it was the icing on the cake, the writing that was firmly scripted on the walls of our cities and streets. If people genuinely believe they have what it takes to destroy fate, our fate – then come ahead, put your money where your mouth is and we’ll see who is left standing at the end. Words of tongue didn’t scare me, they just amused me…



It was around half twelve in the day, the sky was hazy, the wind a little breezy. There were a couple of believers awaiting my exit from the house, but they had been waiting all night, it was cute. I waved to them, and some waved back, the ones who didn’t were normally in awe of my presence. I don’t understand why, I was the same as them, we were all in the same position, it just so happened that I took the first steps to leading the regime and gave them something to follow. I guess it was something to do with the media as well, though – they like to place you on a pedestal. Yeah the media were praising our movement just now, but I wasn’t deluded I knew they wanted us to crumble, so it would give them something to write about.

It felt pretty weird, because I was driving to our next event. I was expected to go in front of my believers and deliver a speech in the four sided ring. I didn’t want to patronise them, patronising is for those who feel they are of higher importance to others, and I genuinely didn’t feel like that at all. See I have never had to speak in a place of public importance, we were a movement of the underground and that was what kept this so special and unique, it was something I wouldn’t change for the world. We were different to everything else out there, and that is why we found ourselves in the position of owning the cornerstone to this industry in the first place.

I kept driving, though.

On Monday I would team with ‘Golden Boy’ Jarrell Howard, first of all – Jarrell drop the silly fucking gimmick. Nobody is ‘golden’, just white, black or yellow. He knew I didn’t like him, I also knew that like everyone else in the HCW he wanted what was lying so peacefully across my lap. I was aware of this, if he thinks otherwise then he is stupider than he looks, but let’s save that for another time and place…

The fact is we both hate Natural Selection. Gerard Christ and Dark Shadow, two men who supposedly hold the biggest threat to our empire, well that’s according to Glen Greeney – who has ever believed a word that idiot has said anyway.

These two men had ran their mouth for weeks on how they won a match I was involved with, when the fact is they didn’t even come close to touching me the whole time. I was invisible, I was let down by the fact I had a partner who couldn’t take a piss without a catheter…

I knew why they were running their mouth, though – and even more so I also knew why they kept mentioning my name. Tyke Index equals profit, Tyke Index equals ratings, and our empire was what gave these two boys a home. They wanted to make a name for themselves at my expense, and while plausible and understandable, it wasn’t on. Simple as that, these two were this month’s favourite flavour. Come Christmas they would be gone, perhaps auditioning for the role of an extra in Scary Movie 2363.

It was actually amusing me how stupid these boys actually looked, I felt sorry for them.

Firstly we had Gerard Christ, a guy who takes pride in stealing the gimmick of a man in a second rate alt rock band, I suppose there were similarities there – both of them were frauds. Frauds get exposed though, Gerard. So your unbeaten, who exactly have you beaten? A bunch of nobodies who used to work in Wal-Mart, Big Bird, a man in his twenties who still needs a minder!? C’mon now this is the major leagues now, you shouldn’t even be breathing the same air as me, let alone sharing the same space as me.

He would share the same space as me on Monday, and he would live to regret it, he says he embraces the darkness. Well I want to see how he really fares when I turn his lights out…

Then there was Dark Shadow…

What exactly is a dark shadow, when I was growing up it was a scary place to be; it tormented the light and limited your vision. When I was in jail, a dark shadow was my only home, it was where I done most my thinking. That dark shadow probably provided me with more clarity than the most eternal sunrise could ever provide. It was during that time when the darkness became the only light I knew, but it was also then that I realised that darkness wasn’t something to be afraid of it was just something that needed to be taken care of.

What I am trying to say is that sometimes you need to learn to love the things that you fear, then one day, well one day it is no longer a fear, it’s a friend. I took care of the darkness, and the darkness has taken care of me, in turn it has taken me to the light…

I glanced down at the HCW World Championship, the light was causing the gold to shine vibrantly, and it was a beautiful sight.

Dark Shadow, we will be familiarising ourselves with each other over the next few weeks, and when I talk of beginning to embrace everything you fear, you should look no further than me. For it is me, Tyke Index, that will torment and haunt you. I will cast the darkest and most ecliptic shadow over your entire life. You just want to see the light, well I control the light. Your best just isn’t going to be good enough, Natural Selections good isn’t going to be good enough…

In general you two just aren’t good enough. I will show that at Insanity, and I will show it again on Monday night. I will show these two frauds up as exactly what they are – fakes, but not any old fakes, fakes who insult the ground I walk upon…

Take my choice of tongue at your peril…

I had arrived, it was another huge building, but what is new these days…

The champ has arrived, baby.
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Your champion is here!

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Jarrell Howard
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Well, Jarrell was now the No-Limits Trophy winner, after a grueling battle against Shanel White. Jarrell hit the "Downsize" at the last moment and sent Shanel straight under his list of "fallen of the charts". He didn't mean it personally, he had no problem against Shanel, in fact, he actually digs Shanel, and he knew that deep down there was still no harm done between each other. However, now that he won the No Limits Trophy he was drawing a big target behind his own back, especially at the development stage of HcW, the new superstars just pouring in, each one looking better than the next. It almost made Jarrell feel as though he was part of the original HcW, but in all truth, he had only been in HcW for a few weeks. Almost a month to be really specific and now he was already a Champion. He had never suspected success so early in his career, but he tried not to let that fact spoil him, and eventually causing him to become one of those wrestlers that he hates. The veteran wrestlers who think they're all that. The veteran wrestlers that occupy the spaces for which up and coming young stars like Jarrell Howard have to really fight for a chance to get into a major corporation. Veteran wrestlers that place so high up the food chain with their egos so majestically big. Veteran wrestlers that tend to ruin the future of Rookies in the Wrestling Industries. Jarrell declared war. He was the No-Limits Trophy Winner; he deserves to be known as one of the best, even if he was still under the development page. He wasn't afraid of skeptics, skeptics only know how to doubt people, but Jarrell believed in himself, and he knew that he had what it takes to go the distance in an industry like this. He was a champion, and that was going to help him along his career, it was on the edge of becoming miraculous.

Those hateful wrestlers with egos so big that it could pretty much swallow them were not kindly looked upon, especially to Jarrell. He despised people like that; he had witnessed it firsthand. During his Golden Mat tournament tour, there were a few wrestling pro's who falsely reported to be an amateur and just about dominated the whole tournament. Crushing the dreams of many developing superstars and future champions. These veteran wrestlers, to Jarrell, were called upon one thing, "Crooks". They may not have been those people who wander the streets, looking for people to give their next meals, but in a way, they were pretty similar. Crooks that simply invade a federation system, and lives there, sucking away all the resources, and everybody's chances. The Crooks were like parasites. They would simply plant themselves in a corner of a federation; slowly begin to suck on the blood of other superstars just for their own pleasure. Crooks march into Indy Feds and simply rise and shine, even thought they were already at their high point of careers. Even though they could have had more challenge in the big promotional feds rather than developmental feds. But they refuse. Just because they think the level of competition would be easier in developmental feds they would simply sit there and suck up all the glory. Taking up all the Championships and all the good chances with their fancy contract scheme, making people like Jarrell unable to do shit because they are the number 1 priors to business managers, because at the end of the day, they all want to make money. It continues to corrupt, and corrupt until finally the federation collapse along with the young wrestlers that look to make a name someday. Trying to bring food onto their tables, people that actually need the money and the promotion were sabotaged easily by Crooks.

Crooks like Dark Shadow and Gerard Christ, the founding fathers of the domination of Natural Selection. Of course, they were still at their development stages, they were far from domination right now. But the only few superstars that stands a chance against Natural Selection are all split together. So far, it was pretty much down to Tyke Index, the World Heavyweight Champion, and Jarrell Howard, the No-Limits Champion as the last line of defense. Of course, this was going to be a huge match for both teams, Natural Selection wanting to prove that they are the most dominant force of HcW, Jarrell and Tyke Index looking to not let Natural Selection gain any momentum, and weaken their thoughts of dominating Monday Night Hell. Hell indeed it was, Jarrell Howard was going to let Natural Selection experience Hell. He was at the disadvantage though, Jarrell had no experience working with Tyke Index, in fact, Jarrell had no experience working with any kind partners. But that was all going to change, because phase 1 of Natural Selections domination was not going to occur proceeding to plan, just because of the fact that Jarrell Howard and Tyke Index were in their way. In a way, this was basically a launch of invasion from the growing empire of Natural Selection, but Jarrell and Tyke Index also want to dominate Monday Night Hell, truth is, they basically already have. The pair holds two of the three active championships of HcW, and Jarrell was just at the start of his career, he still had a long way to go. Tyke on the other hand has already been where he is, but he was still working his ass off to gain some recognition in the wrestling industry. The war have officially started, and it was going to blast off in the Main Event of Monday Night Hell.

Natural Selection was indeed getting stronger and stronger each and every week; they have already recruited the likes of Taryn Terror and Echo Rayne, the Vampire and an unknown who must be presumably a good wrestler to attract the attention of Natural Selection. The Defiance side was also putting up a good fight, with Jarrell Howard and Tyke Index leading the way. Although Tyke and Jarrell may not get along with each other very well, Tyke thinking that Jarrell is stupid by claiming that he was the golden boy, and is paranoid that Jarrell was after his title even though they were on the same side. Jarrell on the other hand didn't trust people too easily, and was afraid that Tyke might just backstab him and join Natural Selection. But both of them are just being stupid, they were the only two put together that was good enough to fight off Natural Selection's founding fathers Dark Shadow and Gerard Christ. He was now considered one of the most capable wrestlers in the industry, and he was happy for that. But the fact that Natural Selection had now acquired the help from Glen Greeney, who was also the 50% Co-Owner of HcW, the Defiance might not be able to handle Natural Selection. Of course, Jarrell was not going to let Natural Selection dominate his show, after all, that would basically be letting Crooks run Monday Night Hell, and he would never let that happen. He was certain that he was going to spill every drop of sweat and blood and make sure that was not going to happen. Jarrell was ready to defend his own honor; he was ready to represent all of the hope-filled young-guns that had been taken out of their game by professionals. He was ready to get into the Monday Night Hell ring, and beat the crooks to pulp. He was definitely ready to knock someone out cold in that ring with a steel chair.

Monday Night Hell was going to be really good, it was going to be a hell of a night, and it was definitely going to be hell. Jarrell had already decided that he was going to bring something hard and strong on the table, and he was going to put it there, putting it straight between Natural Selection and the domination of Monday Night Hell.Monday Night Hell was not going to be dominated by a few Crooks and their arrogance, Monday Night Hell was going to run exactly how it should run, and Natural Selection wasn't going to affect it at all. Because once the Defiance finally rise up to Natural Selection, and fight Natural Selection down. Hell will be preserved. It will continue to run like how it should run, young stars and veterans both getting the same chances despite the ethnicity, their individual experience, and their talents. Everyone was going to be treated as an equal, everyone was going to get a chance at the title. Nobody will ever be under looked, and it will be a very good community. That was Jarrell's dream, basically to have an equal society amongst the federation where nobody has to complain because they have all been given a chance. Of course, Jarrell did believe in working your own way up, that was how Jarrell came about the No-Limits Trophy in the first place, pinning Shawn Stevens to the mat, showing people that he was not just another rookie who was going to be out-performed by Crooks. Weekly wiping out the Crooks that simply thought they were too good, and wasn't even going prepare for their matches, weekly wiping out the Crooks that think that they will have their titles handed to them and they didn't need to work as hard as the other superstars. Weekly proving that he was worthy of a Championships title, and showing the Crooks their places.


~Scene 1 - Summing up the Defiance~

The camera panned to existence to see Jarrell Howard walking down the hallway in quick, elusive steps. Even though he was in a hurry, the bounce in his step still showed off the flamboyant side of Jarrell that he was so much known for. Not only did his steps show off his arrogance and pride, so did the No-Limits Trophy that was now made into a necklace, hanging from Jarrell's neck, dwindling from side to side, clinking with all the other chains that Jarrell was wearing. He had hit the jackpot ever since he signed with HcW, and now he was definitely displaying his wealth with all the jewelery that he was wearing from head to toe. It was definitely the life he dreamed for, and he had acquired that dream by working his ass off and landing a huge contract with the HcW, that was what Jarrell was truly proud of. It may appear as though he was showing off his wealth with all the "ice" that he was carrying around, but to Jarrell, it was a sign of accomplishment, and a goal. Everytime he looked at his jeweled outfits, he couldn't help but think about the times when he was robbing people just to get a bite. Now he was making money by the thousands, and he had no one to thank for that but himself and the motivation that he gave himself. Nobody ever thought he could do it, his parents certainly thought that he was simply a mistake, his teachers thought he was a failure, and local police officers thought he was just another teenage criminal.

He smiled as he stopped at his goal. He looked at the door, eyeing it like it was some kind of treasure chest. As the angle turned, the thing Jarrell was looking at appeared to be a locker room door. It was Tyke Index's door, and when you see that it only makes you wonder what Jarrell is trying to do here. Tyke Index may be his partner, but Jarrell had never really spoken to him at all. Since they were both busy men in their own rights, and they also weren't contending for the same title, so it made them separate miles apart inside HcW. Jarrell stopped a bit, thinking about what his next move should be, but the quick pause shortly ended, as Jarrell rammed his hands against the door.


Tyke Index inside his locker room didn't know who it was, and was pretty surprised to hear the knocking of his locker room door. He was definitely on expecting someone, and it came to him as utter surprise that someone was at the door. Getting up from his lazy daze on the couch, he reached over to the Championship Belt that was lapsed against the cushion, and quickly threw it over his shoulder. Grabbing it with his hands, and looked over at the door. He walked to the door, looking through the small peephole to identify the arouser was none other than Jarrell Howard, his partner this week. He frowned a bit, not knowing what Jarrell's plan, coming around here. Tightening his grip around his Championship belt, he swung the door open.

What are you doing here?

The greeting was sharp, nothing Jarrell had suspected. After all, he would have thought the World Champion to have a little more class than that. His sheepish grin turned into a stern look. He stood there with one hand in his pocket, looking at Tyke and the World Championship; it was beautifully hung over his shoulder, showing the big golden plate at the front of it. It was obviously the most prestigious title in the HcW... It distinctively shone out against the Trophy that hung from Jarrell's neck.

Whoa man, ease the hostility. Don’t be spitting any of your bullshit to me, for now, I am your friend.

Tyke looks unsatisfied, he simply looked at Jarrell, staring him down in a sense. It was quite obvious that both of these guys wanted to be the best and they stood in each other’s way. Tyke crossed his arms together, the title belt still in perfect balance resting upon his burly shoulders. Jarrell was the first one to crack a smile, well, something similar to a smile.

Aren’t you all fire’d up there, Tyke… Remember, we’re partners for just one more week. I know you don’t like me, and to be frank, I can say the same god damned thing about you. But we share an enemy. An enemy that thinks they will be able to dominate Monday Night Hell, in our presence. I for one do not believe in their little Natural Selection bullshit, they are nothing but monkeys trying to make a name for themselves, but they ain’t goin’ nowhere with that shit. Not in ma house.

Tyke still looks uncertain, he really didn’t know how to react to Jarrell’s show of partnership. Assumedly, Tyke wasn’t used to partnerships amongst peers, especially those who will eventually grow to become a threat. Deep down, Tyke knew that Jarrell was going to be a threat to his title reign, even though Jarrell’s view was not upon the World Championship for now.

Look… “Golden Boy”. You don’t need to tell me what to do. When I go in that ring, I have my own map and my own set of plans. You just worry about not getting in my way. Down to this point, I’m up here by myself, I really won’t need your help to decimate Natural Selection, but, I guess I’m stuck with you this week. Please try your hardest and not lose this match for us, it would be quite shameful to say the least.

Jarrell flashed a smile in return.

You ain’t have to worry bout me, you ain’t know what I’m gonna do to those street punks in that fucking ring. Gerard Christ and Dark Shadow, they’ve already snuck up on me once, and I’ll be damned if I don’t give them a shitload punishment on Monday. Fuckin piece of shit… You don’t have to worry about me as much as I worry about you. But for now, I guess we are pretty much stuck together. Might as well make the best of it, what do you say?

Jarrell finished and laid out a hand as a sign of agreed partnership. Tyke simply stared at Jarrell for a few moments, before deciding to hold up his end of the stable. The two shook hard and strong, and it was only moments before Jarrell cracked another sheepish smirk, as Jarrell and Tyke looked into each other dead into the eyes.

~Scene 2 - The Defiance’s Final Equation~

The scene starts in an HcW House show. The lights have stopped, as the fans waited for what was going to happen next. But of course, the HcW always had a surprise up their sleeves, and it was indeed Jarrell Howard, the No-Limits Champion who was going to grace the stage today. The fans heard rumors circulating that the New Crowned Champion was going to come out and speak a few words about the Defiance, and his aligned members. The crowd was simply loving the show, and Jarrell Howard, even with all the building up stress about his newly crowned championship, he was still willing to show up for the fans but most importantly, he was showing up to let Natural Selection know what they are up against. That’s right, he was going to announce another member of the Defiance against Natural Selection. It had been shown earlier that Tyke Index and Jarrell Howard are now already partners, and they are both a part of the Defiance, but rumors were circulating that there were two more superstars that was going to be in on the action, it all built up to this. The fans were growing restless, not a moment without bantering and muffled laughter.

The lights dims and turns into a gray and black as “Live My Lifestyle" started to echo throughout the arena. The fans were on their feet, knowing very well who this was. It was of course, as many fans have expected, Jarrell Howard the newly crowned HcW No-Limits Champion. Jarrell appears at the ramp, with a huge grin on his face. He was wearing numerous jewelries, which of the most distinct was definitely the No-Limits Trophy that was made into a chain, hanging down to his core. The Trophy had obviously been shined numerous times as many could see the sparkling of Jarrell's new gold. Jarrell began walking down the ramp, and on to the ring apron. He reached out as the ring announcer passed him a microphone.


Wassup man? E’rbody present in this arena, may I have all of your attentions please. Welcome to my show, and let me start off by saying that Natural Selection is going to be up against a real challenge this week. Yes, that is right, you kids are going to be in for one hell of a crazy match because when I enter that ring, I intend on causing some fuckin hectic shit. You see Natural Selection, particularly Gerard Christ and Dark Shadow, you two walk the backstage of HcW, thinking that you are some kind of a dean on this motherfucking show. Aight? Let me break this down to you really fast, y’all ain’t run nuttin’. Y’all ain’t got shit, because Jarrell Howard is standing right here, on his feet, waiting for one of you nasty ass punks to knock me off them. Weeks since your sneaky attack on me allowing Gabriel Ohio to survive me for one night, you guys should know from that day forward, y’all going to be part of the Golden Era. And trust me, it is not the bright side of the Golden Era. You see, y’all are simply gonna turn into steppin’ stones for me while I breach the top and have my name etched in the hall of fame in HcW. That’s right, I’m going to start by knocking you two out. Besides, this week, I have a really capable partner, not to mention that he is the World Heavyweight Champion, but he has also defeated Dark Shadow in a previous bout if I remember correctly. Tyke Index and Jarrell Howard together, that’s what you guys have coming at you, know that you guys are going to be in for a hell of a fucking ride. Just you wait Natural Selection, just you wait Gerard Christ, just you wait Dark Shadow, you guys are far from dominating Monday Night Hell, and I intend on showing you guys why you fall so far apart from me and Tyke and two fellow mystery superstars which of course, we would like to call… The Defiance. That’s right, y’all are going to fall off the charts, because after we knock y’all down… Y’all would most def’ stay the fuck down.

Jarrell walked across the ring, hanging on to the apron, and smirking. He looked around, smirking as the crowd commented with mixed reactions. He stopped, raising his hand into the air as a signal to halt. But instead, the commotion grew even louder. He buries his face into his hands, shaking his head in exhaustion. He actually had a point, and he wanted to prove that point, he didn’t just want the crowd to be cheering at him or jeering at him. He was just minutes away from revealing who was going to be part of the Defiance.

Now, a lot of people never thought I would be here. Where I am, having the No-Limits trophy in my possession… I know a lot of you thought that Shanel was going to win this match by a landslide, but I've proved y’all wrong, and I don't care what everybody else thinks of me, I am at the peak of my career, and winning this Championship will only boost my status even more. I told y’all you better watch me, as the Poster Child of HcW makes his way to greatness, I have been given great responsibility as the holder of the No-Limits Trophy. Through a mere few weeks, I have built my reputation from a Low carder, and now I am at the status of Main Eventing Monday Night Hell. I don't care what you people say, you people didn't believe that I would be here when I first came to HcW, but I proved you all WRONG. I am truly one of the best, and straight up, I will continue to prove all of you wrong by taking over HcW in a swirl. I told y’all that the Golden Era was going to occur, and it’s just getting better and better for me. Because frankly, J-Real Howard, is just that damn good, and nobody can deny it. Oh yeah, I don't even really need to care about Natural Selection, like I’ve said before, they are going to play a big part of my rise to greatness. They will definitely feel what its like to be the ones under the radar after I’m done with them. Believe it. I don’t care if Glen Greeney is on their side or not, hell, I don’t even care if they have the whole roster on their side. Jarrell Howard will still fuck Natural Selection up. They think that by having Glen Greeney endorse them, they will make a sky-rocketing boost and go directly to the top. But not on my watch they are not… This really brings me to my point… Are y’all excited? You are all on the brink of knowing who the two mysterious superstars that are part of the Defiance are. Trust me, it will be very damn good.

Jarrell stops for a bit, looking down the aisle where he just walked in from. He was about to bring out his two other partners, and it was going to be very shocking to say the least.

For our first entry… Please welcome, our very own… The one and only… The beautiful… Sexy Thug!!!

'Break me, Shake me' by Savage Garden hits as Kara is seen walking out onto the top of the ramp from behind the curtains. She begins walking down the ramp as flames light up both sides of the ramp. Stop midway down the ramp, she runs the rest of the way sliding herself into the ring through the bottom rope. Pushing her hands into the matt, she flips her body up to her feet. Kara walks to Jarrell as the two shake each other’s hands. Jarrell motioned for one of the workers to bring another microphone up to the ring, and handed it to Kara.

Hello beautiful fans of HcW… Yes, it is true. I have decided to join forces with Jarrell and Tyke and a very, very special man to become part of the Defiance. We have no other goals than simply to destroy Natural Selection, peeling them off to their original and primitive stages where they will simply be jobbing for a living. Natural Selection… Prepare to meet your maker!

That is right!

Jarrell continued, his smirk growing even wider than it was before.

Like I said earlier, it really doesn’t matter if you do have Glen Greeney on your side or not. Natural Selection will disappear from the face of this Earth once the Defiance get ’er done. Aight? This is where it’s at. The Defiance is far more superior than anything Natural Selection can bring to the table. You have “The Princess Bitch” Echo Rayne? Well, we have the “Sexy Thug” Kara Winters. You have The Number One Contender Dark Shadows? Well, we have the World Heavyweight Champion Tyke Index. You have The Xtreme Champion Gerard Christ? Well, we have “The Golden Boy”, “The Posterchild of HcW” Jarrell Howard. No matter who you guys have, or who you guys will bring to the table, you guys won’t be worth shit next to us. Right here, in this ring, I declare that Natural Selection will be nothing but Number 2 under The Defiance, because we are simply that god damned great!

Jarrell paused, as Kara took to the microphone. Jarrell simply stood in the middle of the ring, and smiled, looking on at Kara as Kara made herself clear about her alignment with Jarrell.

A lot of you may be wondering what I am doing with Jarrell here… Well, to tell you people the truth, a main factor of my joining is because of the superstar that still remains a mystery. We have had a long history together, and it seems only fitting that we pit ourselves against the same outside force. I had nothing against Natural Selection when I first entered HcW, but it was nature’s way of bringing me to the Defiance which ultimately symbolizes that you guys are far from the real Natural Selections. All this talk is no use, we will get it done, what should be done in the ring. And believe that Natural Selection will always fall short next to the Defiance.

Kara stopped as Jarrell continued for her.

Well, I’m sure you guys must be aching to know who our mystery partner is. I will put an end to that agony, and direct him to you guys right now. Ladies and Gentleman, please make some noise for our partner, and YOURS TRULY…

The lights dim, as the steady beat of a guitar is heard playing and a soft voice is heard singing. as the words "always, always, always" are heard and the heavy beat of the guitar is heard Lance Mikes walks out, emerging from behind the curtains. He stands on top of the aisle way and poses and fireworks go off behind him, above the entrance way, the sparks falling down on him as he poses with his arms up. As the fireworks stop he pumps up the crowd and then walks down the aisle way high fiving the fans he can. He jumps onto the ring apron and gets into the ring between the top and middle rope. The song gets back to a slow beat as the begins to spin around the ring as he stops and poses, flexing his muscles fireworks go off on all four turnbuckles, and the lights begin to flicker at the same time. As the fireworks stop, the lights come back on and Lance Mikes holds both hands together with his fingers between the gaps and spins his wrists around, loosening the joints in his hand

The world looks shocked as they see Lance Mikes was the secret partner of Jarrell Howard and Kara. He was the guy that all the hype was built upon, and it was greatly confusing, as well as astonishing. Lance grabbed a microphone, and walked to the middle of the ring, joining his partners.

Well, well, well… Didn’t we all enjoy that build up? Aren’t we all surprised that the “boss” Lance Mikes is the one that was behind this. But, do you guys want to know the real reason why I decided to join forces with Jarrell and Tyke? Well, let me explain that to you right now… Glen, I am sick and fed up with your fucking bullshit, you’re always on my case, and let me tell you that I’m not going to give up this chance to simply fuck you up. Jarrell here has offered me vengeance against you, and I intend on taking it and enjoying it for every single moment. That’s right, Lance Mikes is officially part of the Defiance. I don’t even fucking care if you are the 50% owner of the HcW or not. I’ll have you know that I am the better owner, and I will prove that to you when The Defiance overcomes Natural Selection. The series of which would start at Monday when Jarrell Howard and Tyke Index pin Dark Shadow and Gerard Christ to the floor. That’s right Glenny boy… You are so fucked. You have Natural Selection, I have the Defiance. This is war baby, this shit is fucking on like Donkey Kong, and you better fucking believe it. Glen, you may be thinking that your career is going to be bigger than mine, but you’re fucking wrong man. A simple fact that you must understand Glen, is that you’re not great, you’re not the best, you just wish you were, you wish you were as great as me, you wish you were the World’s Greatest Athlete, The Human Hype, The Man the World Envies.... 'Yours Truly' Lance Mikes. I want to congratulate you though, Glenn. You hid your identity very well. I must congratulate that you made it this far, and invested all of your powers into Natural Selection. But this is where it ends, this is as far as it goes... its where your reign end because when The Defiance rule out Natural Selection you’ll want a shot at us, but you will never be able to catch up to our greatness. I'm going places, and the only place you're going with Natural Selection is down while we go on to dominate Monday Night Hell… Why!?

Lance stops, and Jarrell and Kara all speaks as if on cue…

JUST LOOK AT US!!
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(OOC: Meh i lost, maybe next time i ask for the week off i sld stick with it. if i wasnt so busy i wlda been able to post twice. I did warn u that Ash MAY not be able to post before the card went up. maybe i put to much faith in him. Either way good match you guys (well tyke i aint read jarrels rp yet i was busy finishing mine.)

this roleplay may offend and insult. So please read with caution. The veiws and opinions expressed are not my own Enjoy)

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