Philip vs Alex jimsub81

The Thursday after Philip made his fateful knock on Kevin's door was an eventful one for him. The prior week he had tried to get a match but was told that 'If something opens up he would get called.' No call came. This time when he went down with Kevin to the gym he seemed to get no more response from the promoters than before. But after Kevin let it be known that Philip was "with him" doors magically seemed to open. The theme of "a good guy gone bad" was not new but it always drew reaction. Alex, who had suffered such a beating at the hands of Kevin and friends a few weeks ago was looking to try once again to make it as a wrestler before calling it quits. When Philip introduced himself to the wanna be Alex was encouraged. He knew Kevin was a competent well respected wrestler. Alex realized that even though Philip was younger and a bit smaller he might be able to take him. When he fought Kevin, who was also younger and smaller, Kevin had used some dirty tricks that he was unprepared for. He figured this would not be a problem with the kid everyone thought of as 'the boy next door.' Alex and Philip signed the papers and parted with a friendly handshake. Alex felt on top of the world. Philip hurried back to Kevin and Kevin began instructing him on how to solidify his place as a villain of the ring. Philip still had some doubts but when he saw how popular he was becoming with he promoters he brushed them aside. Saturday arrived quickly.

"And now, our next event is a lightweight match. Now entering the arena standing 5 feet 10 inches tall and weighing in at 145 pounds....ALEX! Alex trotted to the ring to polite applause. The fans didn't dislike him but he didn't "fire them up" in any way either. "And, his opponent, standing 5 feet 7 inches tall and weighing in at 140 pounds....PHILIP! Philip ran to the ring with his traditional bright smile. He hopped in and bounced around with contained energy as he met Alex in the center of the ring. Philip was shorter but much more compacted with muscle compared to Alex who wasn't fat but had no real muscle tone. They were checked and instructed by the referee and the bell rang.

Quietly Kevin watched from the curtain that led to the locker room.

 The two fighters came out with purpose. Philip skipped the lock up and went straight for a head lock that he applied very well. Alex's nose was pressed into Philip's muscular side as Philip applied pressure. Philip then walked him to a corner and rammed Alex's face to the turnbuckles five times. Alex stood back wobbling and dazed. Philip spun him around and fired a forearm block to the chest followed by two more and Alex sagged into the corner. Philip then shot three hard kicks to the stomach and Alex fell to the mats in a ball. Before he even knew what was happening Philip had him whizzing across the ring and bouncing off the ropes. As he rebounded he saw Philip's foot aiming right at him. There was nothing he could do though as his momentum carried his gut onto the foot. A spearing pain shot through Alex as his wind was driven from his body. He collapsed again. The crowd was cheering as Philip was well liked and it had been expected that he would beat this boy people considered more or less a jobber. Philip then rather easily suplexed Alex and followed with an elbow drop to the belly. Alex was moaning as the younger boy had manhandled him from the ring of the bell. Philip probably could have got the pin right then but he glanced down the aisle and then pulled Alex up again. He whipped him back first into the corner. Alex hit hard and Philip was upon him in a flash. He slammed a series of punches to the boy's lower belly right on top of his rather dense navel trail. Alex was hurting badly and almost submitted but didn't get the chance. Philip body slammed him to the center of the ring. He looked down the aisle again...shook his head yes...then no...then mouthed the words "OK". Nobody saw what he was looking at. He covered Alex and the referee counted 1...2.. Philip pulled his beaten opponent up to prevent the 3 count. Philip then shoved Alex to the ropes and dropped him with an elbow to the chest and Alex wasn't moving much. Now the crowd that had been on Philip's side were not quite believing what they were seeing. This was totally out of character for the wide eyed innocent looking Philip. Everyone could see Alex was defeated. Why was Philip torturing the poor kid? They booed loudly as Philip tried to get Alex back in the action by rudely slapping his face. Alex just weakly brushed the slaps away. Philip then tried a few kicks to the side to try to rouse Alex...no reaction. The crowd REALLY erupted into booing as Kevin walked down the aisle. Philip hopped from the ring to go and confer with him. The ref was counting but Philip was back in before being counted out. Kevin climbed up on the apron and watched as his new family member hoisted Alex to his feet. Philip plowed a power packed punch to Alex's soft gut the picked him up for a piledriver. He pulled off the move perfectly. Alex was still as a log and Philip simply placed a palm on his heaving chest and got the 3 count. He gave Alex a slap on the face for good measure. The crowd was incensed and couldn't boo louder at the two of them as Kevin joined Philip in the ring, pointing to his new found ally with a big smile, as Philip's arm was raised in victory. As they left the ring Kevin stepped right on the prone Alex's gut as he passed. They exited to more and more boos. Kevin seemed to draw energy from it but Philip was little intimidated. Kevin just put an arm around him and said, "Don't worry, you'll get used to it..its sort of fun after a while..You'll see". Philip forced a smile and immediately was made offers for the following week. He hopes of becoming a regular seemed ready to come true.