Grudge Match: Six Teen Tag: Part 1 punk_wrestler2000

Damon / Marcus / Joey Vs Tyson / Brett / Kyle

Rivalries in TW were an ongoing thing. A couple such rivalries were between two mediocre tag teams and two outstanding middleweights.

Damon and Marcus had lost both of their bouts to Tyson and Brett. One was by Damon's reluctance to tag in and it had cost Marcus one brutally hard beating.

A week or so earlier, Marcus and Damon had challenge The Bad Boys to another match, but then other things had occurred and it escalated into a six man match. The Bad Boys were to have Vinny as their third man. But then another rivalry surfaced fast and furious.

The rivalry between Joey and Kyle had come to a head weeks ago when Kyle had cold cocked Joey with a chair, then he, Alex and Troy had taken Joey apart piece by piece.

Joey was to partner with Marcus and Damon in the six teen tag. When Kyle found out he pleaded with Vinny to let him have the spot on the Bad Boys team. Reluctantly, Vinny agreed. Vinny had no grudge against any of the members of the opposing team. But he knew Kyle had a strong enough one against Joey to make the match interesting.

Tyson and Brett were more then happy to have Kyle as their third man. They knew he was one tough fighter and could hold his own. Damon and Marcus had no qualms about whom The Bad Boys chose as a third man. They just knew with Joey on their team they would win.

Joey was slightly nervous. Kyle had given him some harsh retribution when he cracked him with the chair. But now Kyle had legal help for double and triple teaming him. Joey knew he would be the focus of Kyle.

As they waited for the match to be announced, Kyle was pacing the locker room. He could not wait to get his hands on Joey and beat the hell out of him. This time it would be done legally.

But just as much as Kyle wanted to squash Joey, Tyson and Brett wanted to exert their continued dominance over Damon and Marcus. As of now they owned the PRETTY BOY TAG TEAM.

In the other locker room, Damon, Marcus and Joey were more then ready to take on the Bad Boys and Kyle. They had a plan and Joey was a big part of it.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, lets get ready to rumble. Tonight's final event is a six teen tag match. I will tell you now there is no love loss between these six teens. They really want a piece of each other."

The more the announcer built the match the more the fans were pumped up.

First making their way to the ring at a combined weight of 483 pounds are Damon, Marcus and their partner Joey. The three teens leapt over the ropes.

Joey was clad in his orange bikinis. Joey looked fit for his 160 pounds.

He was followed by Damon in his red trunks. Damon also looked fit and ready to get down to the business of wrestling.

Following Damon was Marcus. Marcus was the smallest member of the team, but he was resilient. Marcus, like Joey could take a lot of punishment before submitting.

"Their opponents for this match are making their way to the ring. First as a combined weight of 325 pound, here are the Bad Boys of TW, Tyson and Brett. They are joined by their third man, weighing 155 pounds, Kyle."

The Bad Boys were clad in their black trunks while Kyle was clad in his white wrestling trunks. The bad Boys and Kyle looked ripped, muscular and mean.

Kyle and Joey immediately started to exchange words and move closer together. Their teammates moved to separate them. Neither team wanted a DQ before the match began.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, this match is NHB, but tag team rules apply. Any double teaming will cease by the count of five. There are no pin falls and submissions will count in or out of the ring."

The referee motioned all six teens to their corners.

Brett moved through the ropes and stood ready to face Damon.

Brett smiled as Damon chose to start things off. Damon was nothing and had been beaten badly in almost every match he had. Brett figured this fight was already over.

Damon had trained with Daryl, Dane and Joey, so he was used to being worked over hard. Compared to Dane and Daryl, he knew he could handle anything these guys could dish out.

Brett noticed the confident look on Damon's face. He knew this was not the same boy he had manhandled before. Damon looked buffer and more eager to lock up. Damon's face bore an almost vengeful look.

Brett took an unconscious step backwards.

The two teens charged each other and locked up. Damon scored first cinching in a side headlock. Brett grunted and drove an elbow to Damon's ripped abs. Damon cranked on Brett's neck harder and forced the muscleboy to his knees.

Brett was surprised as Damon drove him to the mat. Brett quickly raised his legs and locked them around Damon's head. Brett gave a mighty tug and Damon released the headlock as Brett's powerful legs whipped him to the mat.

Brett kept Damon's head locked and rolled towards Kyle. He reached up, still maintaining the headlock and tagged Kyle. Kyle jumped over the top rope and landed with his knees sinking into Damon's stomach. Damon felt his air forced form his lungs.

Brett released the head scissors and he and Kyle lifted the winded Damon from the mat and gutbusted him over their knees. Damon rolled to the canvas clutching his stomach. Brett stepped out and let Kyle take over.

Kyle drug Damon to his feet and quickly lifted the teen into the air. Kyle power bombed Damon to the mat.

Kyle then reached down and drug Damon to his corner and forced the tag to Joey. Kyle wanted Joey so bad he could taste it.

Joey confidently took the tag and in one quick fluid motion shot his foot through the ropes and into Kyle's knee. Kyle was surprised by the move and dropped to the mat. Joey moved like greased lightening and was on Kyle in a heartbeat.

Joey lifted Kyle for what appeared to be a crotch slam, then drove him back first over his knees. Kyle grunted loudly as Joey did not release him, but dug two hard fists to his exposed gut.

Joey then quickly tagged Marcus. He kept Kyle suspended over his knees as Marcus climbed to the top rope and entered the match with an elbow to Kyle's chest.

Kyle rolled to the mat gasping for air. Marcus drug him to his feet and whipped him to the corner. Kyle hit the ring post hard. As he sagged in the corner Marcus walked slowly across the ring. Marcus measured his man and drove the point of his boot into Kyle's lower gut just above his waist band.

Marcus then pointed to Joey who set his foot through the ropes. Marcus whipped Kyle towards Joey. Kyle impacted gut first into Joey's foot. He clutched his stomach and fell to the mat.

Tyson and Brett were enraged at the polished double teaming going on. Kyle was getting his pretty boy ass kicked.

Marcus tagged Joey. Together they lifted Kyle high in the air. They dropped him gut first over the tope rope, then using a sling shot maneuver hurled him to the center of the ring. Kyle hit the canvas hard.

Kyle, could not believe he was getting worked over this hard by these three wimps. He lie on the mat sucking wind and watching as Joey moved in on him.

As Joey bent down to drag Kyle to his feet Tyson yelled from the corner. "Come on Kyle, this IS NHB."

Kyle was shaken from his thoughts of getting worked over. As Joey drug him up, Kyle brought his forearm fast and quick between Joey's legs. Joey yelled out as his balls were busted, Joey sunk to his knees, Kyle did not wait he rolled towards his corner and tagged in Tyson.

Tyson measured Joey, then bounced off the ropes and met the lean muscleteen with a flying drop kick to his head. Joey was flattened. Tyson scooped Joey up and hurled him into Kyle and Brett's waiting arms.

Kyle slithered down to the floor and gripped Joey's legs. Brett locked Joey's arms. Tyson stepped in front of Joey and started driving hard fists to his lean tight abdominals.

Joey's rugged abs took the hard assault. When Kyle saw this he reached through the ropes and belted Joey in the balls again. Joey gasped for air. As he did, Tyson hammer a powerful uppercut into his stomach. Joey slumped forward as his wind was knocked from him.

Tyson tagged Brett in. They gripped Joey's arms and flung him across the ring. As he flew back at them, they set and delivered double axe handle blows to his stomach. Joey dropped to his knees groaning as his powerful abs took a hard beating.

Tyson stepped out of the ring.

Joey was hugging his gut and trying to catch his breath. He did not get the chance. Brett scooped him up and slammed him to the corner. Brett drove two devastating knee lifts to Joey's stomach. Joey double over and Brett locked his head in his big bulging biceps.

Joey knew what was coming. He rammed his elbow to Brett's ribs, but Brett surged onward and bull dogged Joey to the mat.

Joey felt his face being driven hard to the mat.

Brett stood quickly and dropped an elbow to Joey's back. He then cinched in a camel clutch. Joey grunted as he felt Brett's awesome muscle power.

Joey reached for the ropes and Kyle kicked his hand away.

Damon saw Kyle kick Joey's hand and charged across the ring.

Damon hit Brett across the face with a clothes line. As he did Kyle tried to enter the ring. Damon dropped Kyle with a thumb to the throat. He turned just as Brett was getting to his feet. Damon launched a standing drop kick. He caught Brett in the chest. Brett staggered to the ropes.

The referee ushered Damon back to his corner. Joey was on all fours and trying desperately to make it to a waiting Marcus. Joey knew he had to make a tag. He was spent.

Joey was inches away from Marcus when he felt Bret grab his leg and haul him back towards the Bad Boys part of town.

Joey rolled to his back struggling to get loose. He shot a kick to the back of Brett's knee with his free leg. Brett dropped his leg and clutched his knee.

Joey quickly headed for his corner.

Brett rolled and tagged Kyle. Joey knew by the look in Marcus's eyes he had to hurry. Joey made a desperate lunge and tagged Marcus, just as Kyle landed an elbow to his lower back.

Joey rolled through the ropes as his hand felt the tag and his back was slammed hard under Kyle's weight.

Marcus was through the ropes before Kyle could get to his feet. He landed a spinning back kick to the side of Kyle's head.

As Kyle fell forward, Marcus gripped his trunks and lifted him up. Marcus showed incredible strength as he lifted Kyle up in the air and slammed in down in an atomic drop. Kyle pitched forward and rammed his face on the turnbuckle. Marcus moved quickly and planted a boot to Kyle's back. He then gripped his head and rammed the Pretty Boy's face into the turnbuckle five times. When he let Kyle go, Kyle dropped to his knees.

Marcus gripped Kyle by the nape of the neck and flung him across the ring. Kyle hit the opposite turnbuckle and fell forwards. Marcus tagged Damon. Together they moved in on Kyle. Each took and arm and flung Kyle to the ropes. As Kyle came off they set for a double clothes line. Kyle dropped and rolled avoiding the destruction the clothesline would have caused. He quickly tagged in Brett.

Brett climbed to the top rope and leapt off. He caught both Damon and Marcus with his well-timed drop kick.

As the pretty boys dropped, Tyson slipped through the ropes and stomped Marcus' chest and abs. Brett went to work on Damon.

Brett scooped Damon up and prepared to slam him. He motioned for Kyle to enter the fray. Kyle entered then dropped to his back, with his knees upraised. Brett powered Damon over Kyle's knees, gut first. Damon yelled out as his gut was pulverized. He rolled to the canvas clutching his stomach and coughing.

Brett landed a knee to the small of Damon's back then cinched on a camel clutch.

Tyson had Marcus poised for a pile driver. Joey headed through the ropes to assist Marcus.

Kyle saw him coming and moved a long the outside of the ring apron and hit Joey hard with a clothesline. Joey hit the mat. Kyle gripped Joey's legs and pulled him from the ring, just as Tyson pile drove Marcus to the canvas.

As Joey was pulled out of the ding, Kyle nailed him with a vicious knee lift to the nuts. Joey sagged forward and Kyle lifted the muscular middleweight. Kyle walked Joey to the steel guard rail that surrounded the ring. Using incredible strength Kyle lifted Joey over his head and dropped him gut first over the barrier.

Joey felt his powerful abs cave in as the steel rail impacted. He felt Kyle lift him and drop hi over the rail a second time. Joey slid to the floor in agony. Kyle turned and drove two hard stomps to Joey's battered abdominals.

Joey was out of it. Kyle headed back to the ring to finish the destruction of Damon and

Marcus.

Brett was still cranking on his camel clutch. Tyson had Marcus in a full nelson / body scissors combo hold. Kyle climbed the ropes and dove off. His foot dug deeply into Marcus' wide open stomach. Marcus screamed out as his gut was crushed.

Kyle then moved over to assist Brett. Kyle measured Damon and launched three hard kicks to Damon's ribs. Damon was hurting as Kyle's boots tore into his rib cage.

Joey had finally struggled back to his feet. He was pissed. He stepped onto the ring apron. Kyle saw him and grinned. He was now going to finish the pretty boy off.

Kyle leapt towards Joey and hit the tough middleweight grappler with a flying drop kick. Joey was knocked from the ring apron. Kyle moved quickly. He was through the ropes and jump down on the winded and battered boy. Kyle's knees dug deeply into Joey's unflexed gut. Joey started to gag as his stomach muscles gave way to the powerful beating they had received.

Kyle stood from Joey and flung him to the steel barricade. Joey hit back first and sagged to his knees. He was spent.

Kyle charged going for a shoulder block. It was not motivation on Joey's part, but weak legs that caused him to drop to the floor. Kyle's shoulder impacted hard with the steel rail.

Kyle dropped to his knees with a scream of pain. Joey moved as quickly as his beaten torso would allow and locked an armbar on Kyle's injured arm. Joey stood on shaky legs and cranked on Kyle's arm, causing immense pain to the injured shoulder.

Joey drove Kyle to the floor than using his foot, kicked brutally at the shoulder. Kyle was withering on the floor in agony. Joey raised his leg and dropped it across Kyle's throat.

Kyle was stunned. Joey stood and made his way to the ring to assist Damon and Marcus.

Joey went for Brett seeing he and Damon were the legal men in the ring.

Joey scaled the ring ropes. Tyson saw the muscleboy and released his combo hold on Marcus. As Joey leapt Tyson launched a standing drop kick. The two powerhouse teens collided in mid air. They both hit the mat hard.

Brett had released Damon from his camel clutch. He moved with Tyson in perfect unison. He and Tyson lifted a destroyed Joey from the mat. They positioned him and together applied a double pile driver.

Joey only felt the pain for a second as he blacked out from the awesome power of the Bad Boys double team power move.

Tyson and Brett then moved towards Damon. Marcus was still withering in agony in the far corner. They lifted Damon and hurled him to the ropes. As Damon ricocheted off Tyson dropped to his knees and rammed a huge powerful fist to his lower belly. Damon was halted and doubled over. Brett then hooked his head and DDT'D him to the canvas.

Brett then lifted the stunned and nearly unconscious Damon over his shoulders in a back breaker. Brett bounced up and down on his powerful legs adding untold pressure to Damon's battered and bruised neck. Damon could not take the brutal punishment.

Damon tried to hang on, but Tyson moved forward, jumped in the air and powered an elbow to his stomach. The pain from being stretched in the over the shoulder back breaker, then having one's gutbusted was more then Damon could stand. He cried out in submission.

Brett dropped Damon unceremoniously to the canvas. As Damon hit he curled into a fetal position. The audience booed loudly as the Referee raised the hands of the Bad Boys and Kyle in victory.

Brett asked for and was given the mike. "Let it be known the BAD BOYS are BACK. We are looking for a rematch with HB and Kane, then we are gunning for The PRETTY BOY CHUMPS."

Tyson then took the mike, "We will take on any tag team in the league. Either established, or newly formed. WE WILL WHIP YOU ALL. Come on PUNKS, let's rumble."

Tyson and Brett were proud of the way they and Kyle had annihilated the triple team threat, well really no threat to them, of Joey and the PRETTY BOYS. This was now the third time in a row, Damon and Marcus had gone to defeat at the hands of the brutal tag team of Tyson and Brett.

Tyson and Brett were pleased with Kyle's performance in the match. Kyle had distracted Joey and worked his muscular hide over. This had prevented the PRETTY BOYS from mounting any serious double team moves on the Bad Boys. Tyson and Brett were walking a way literately unscathed.

That had been their plan when they had asked Kyle to be their third man. As they made their way to the locker room Kevin met them and was all smiles. Kevin knew with Alan and Greg and Tyson and Brett, he would soon have the coveted TAG TEAM JACKETS.

In the ring Marcus was helping a badly whipped Damon to his feet. He could not believe they had lost again to the Bad Boys. They had hoped with Joey's help they could win. In their eyes Joey was the weak link. Joey had been the one Kyle had focused on with a vengeance.

Joey was just getting to his feet, He had taken a brutal double and triple team beating in this match. He watched as Damon and Marcus walked slowly towards him.

Marcus wanted to take Joey down and feed him some hard retribution for being the weak link, but Damon stopped him. Damon knew Joey was not the weak link. None of them were the weak link. They just needed more practice as a tag team.

Damon knew where to get it. They had watched as Patrick and Elton had practiced with Cor and Drew this morning. Just maybe Elton and Patrick would consider practicing with them. God alone knew Damon and Marcus could use the practice.

The three whipped, sore and badly beaten teens climbed out of the ring and walked to the locker room with their arms sling over each other's shoulders. There would be another time for them to face the Bad Boys. One of these days they would beat Tyson and Brett.

Joey's thoughts were on a one on one rematch with Kyle. He owed the PRETTY BOY a hard ass whipping.