MITCHELL VS EVAN - PRELUDE

Mitchell was highly pissed. His chest was extremely sore for a few days but no serious damage had been done, except to his ego. But to have been humiliated and used liked that in front of friends and family AND by people he considered friends hurt. Especially since he had offered to walk away and leave Evan and Cole as a tag team!! At one point Kevin had even approached him about some revenge, but Mitchell had quickly made it clear he wanted nothing to do with Kevin. He handled things his way - man to man. The only question was which one first, Evan or Cole.

Evan and Cole were working out in the training room, lifting weights. While they had made an impression with their debut, they still had not been challenged to any matches and were thinking carefully before they made any moves. There were several other wrestlers in the room and things were moving along smoothly.

Cole was spotting as Evan was bench pressing. Just as Evan started his upstroke, he saw Cole fall backward and be replaced by Mitchell, who grabbed the bar and pushed back down so the weight was sitting lightly on Evan's chest.

"Well, looky here. Seems like your in quite the predicament now aren't you," Mitchell sneered. Suddenly without warning, Mitchell jerked the bar up and off Evan's chest and placed it in the rack. "But cheating is what you guys do best, not me."

Once the weights were off, Evan jumped to his feet and turned toward Mitchell. By now Cole was back on his feet and grabbed Mitchell in a full nelson, leaving his stomach exposed and open to Evan who cocked his fist and approached.

Mitchell was putting up no struggle. "See guys, the two punks have to double team me again," Mitchell said to the other wrestlers who had stopped and turned to the action.

Evan had his arm drawn back but didn't deliver the punch. "Cole, let the fucking loser go. I don't need any help to beat his ass." Cole released the hold and pushed Mitchell away.

"Well, if you really fill that way, I challenge you to a single's match, punk. Next week."

"You got it asshole."

"Oh yeah, and why don't you leave Cole there at home. Since I doubt the little fuck could stand by and watch you get your ass kicked."

Cole got in Mitchell's face. "You're the one who is going to get his ass kicked. Evan will show you what a real wrestler can do. And you don't have to worry about me. I will promise not to interfere."

"Oooooh, you proooomise. That and a buck fifty might get you a cup of coffee. I don't trust either one of you turdballs."

"He said he would stay out of the match and he will," sneered Evan. "Like he said I don't need his help."

"Okay, I think it would good for him to watch his partner get his ass whupping. But I won't one more condition on the match. If I win, then I get the little fuck over there in a singles match later as well. If I lose, I will not wrestle in TW anymore."

Evan looked at Cole who nodded. "Agreed asshole. Let's go make sure the commissioner doesn't have any objections."

With that the three left and went to TW league offices and signed the contract.

As they left the office, Mitchell was pumped. He was going to get some revenge and get some of his self respect back.

KEVIN VS MITCH - MATCH

LADIES AND GENTLEMAN. THE NEXT MATCH IS BETWEEN FORMER 3 MAN TAG TEAM PARTNERS. OUR FIRST CONTESTANTS IS 17YEAR OLD EVAN WHO STANDS 5'9" AND WEIGHS 175... as he was introduced he charged down the aisle full force to a polite round of applause with some scattered boos. He was wearing blue wrestling trunks with white stripes. HIS OPPONENT 18 YEARS OLD, STANDING 5'11" AND WEIGHING IN AT 170# IS MITCHELL. He came down the aisle a little slower with a scowl on his face. He was wearing white wrestling trunks with blue stripes. He received a slightly more appreciative welcome as many felt he had been wronged in his 3 corner's match.

The two teen wrestlers circle the middle of the ring, until Evan throws his hands up and issues a test of strength challenge. Mitchell accepts and the combatants lock hands. They are fairly evenly matched in terms of weight and strength, but soon Mitchell begins to get the upper hand.

He very slowly forces Evan down to his knees. He then continues to drop down until Evan's hands are on the mat. Mitchell quickly releases the hands and delivers a stomp to both of Evan's hands. Evan yanks his hands back in some pain, but more with embarrassment that he allowed his ex-partner to do that.

Mitchell quickly follows up with a series of boots to the chest until Evan falls over onto his back. Mitchell then delivers a stomp to the stomach, followed by a quick to the groin.

"Take that you lousy backstabbing bitch," he screams.

Mitchell grabs Evan by the hair, pulls him off the mat and whips him into the ropes. As he slingshots off the rope his is met with a boot to the abdomen and as he doubles over a DDT to the mat. He is seeing stars. Mitchell rolls him on his back and then climbs to the top rope and jumps for a body splash. Just before making contact, Evan rolls out of the way and Mitchell strikes nothing but mat.

While both wrestlers are stunned, Evan realizes that he needs to take advantage quickly. So he manages to get to his knees before delivering an elbow to Mitch's lower back. He follows this up by a series of elbow drops, knees and stomps. The tide of the match is beginning to change. He uses Mitch's hair to drag him to his feet, crotch grabs him and delivers a back breaker. However, instead of letting him drop to the mat he brings him back up and delivers a second back breaker over his knee. He then drops him to the mat. Evan delivers a series of stomps to the lower abs.

"Get up you little pussy," Evan yells.

He grabs Mitch by his arm and pulls him from the mat, slings him into the ropes and on the way off grabs him in a bear hug which he converts into a belly to back suplex, slamming his weight onto him. As they hit the mat, Mitch feels the air being smashed out of is lungs. Evan positions Mitch in the ring and then climbs up to the top rope and jumps for a body splash. Mitch, acting a lot on instinct, pulls his knees up, and Evan lands abs first onto the outstretch knees, before rolling off onto his back.

Neither guy moves for a while, but Mitchell is the first to recover. He stands and begins by delivering a series of knee drops to the lower abs, intermixed with stomps to the abs and elbows to the abdominal muscles. He continues his assault as he feels the teens washboards start to break down. He pulls a hurting Evan to his feet, throws him into the ropes and delivers a knee to the gut that flips Evan over and onto his back. He quickly followed by a series of two elbow drops. He then decides it is time to finish him off and goes to the top rope, jumping off for a body splash. Again, however, Evan manages to roll out of the way.

Mitchell strikes nothing but mat, again. Evan is the first to get to his feet. He walks over to Mitch and delivers an fist into the lower belly.

"Time to feel a some serious pain now asshole." He repeats the fist to the belly twice before the ref gives him a warning about using the closed fist. He then switched to a few boot stomps and elbows into the abs, concentrating most of the blows to just below the bell button.

Tiring of these he pulled Mitch to his feet, hooked the head under his arm and grabbed the trunks. Evan then lifted Mitch up as if to give a suplex, but instead dropped him forward slamming his lower abs into the top rope. As Mitch bounced up, Evan carried him on over and down to the mat with the suplex. This was followed by another series of stomps and elbows. He then pulls Evan back to his feet.

As he is rising, Mitchell fires a fist intending to hit the balls, but missing and hitting the lower abs. However, there isn't a lot behind the punch and Evan responds with a kick to the balls. He then tosses Mitch out through the ring ropes in front of Cole who is watching the action.

"Aaah, trying to run away little boy. Why don't you stay and fight like a man, " Cole Taunts.

"Fuck you," a winded Mitchell manages to gasp out. He then finds himself being lifted to his feet as Evan has followed him out of the ring. He proceeds to crotch lift him and then gut bust him over the steel security railing. He repeats this move a second time. On the second bust, Mitchell feels like he is going to toss his lunch. He is then tossed back into the ring.

As Evan re-enters the ring (on the nine and a half count), he proceeds to resume his beating of Mitchell with a series of stomps, knees and elbows to the abs. After the last elbow, he grabs the lower abs and realizes that there isn't much left there. Time for he big finish. He drags Mitch into the middle of the ring, rolls him on his stomach and applies a camel clutch. He sinks his hands in tight and pulls back as hard as he can.

The pain in his gut is quickly rising to the intolerable level. However, when the ref asks if he submits he yells "fuck no,". Evan just sits patiently. Mitchell tries to power out, but Evan responds by raising up and then dropping his but into the lower back forcing him back to the mat. Just as Mitchell is going to submit, Evan releases the hold.

Evan pulls his beaten opponent to his feet, makes sure they are in the center of the ring, he applies an abdominal stretch. Mitchell is now is serious pain, but still refuses to submit. His brief respite from the camel clutch had eased the pain just enough that he isn't ready to give in yet. However, after a series of open fists into the lower abdominals he is again getting ready to submit when Evan released the hold and Mitchell drops to the mat. Evan positions him in the middle of the ring and climbs to the top rope and jumps off driving his knee into the abs. As the knee hits, Mitchell doubles in two and the last of the air in his lungs is forced out. He couldn't submit if he wanted too (which he does). Evan again climbs to the top rope and then times executes a body splash that finally actually works. He allows the ref to count to 2 before pulling Mitchell's shoulders up. As the ref admonishes him, Evan just smiles, turns, hops over the top rope and returns to the dressing room. The crowd is stunned as his man is down and out.

The ref is counting Evan out at the ring ropes. Meanwhile in the middle of the ring, Mitchell has finally gotten some air back into his lungs and is saying "I give, I give, I give," over and over. However, he is drowned out by the crowd noise and the ref's counting " eight....nine....ten."

The ref then signals for the bell. "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE WINNER OF THE MATCH BY A COUNTOUT IS MITCHELL." The crowd politely applauds but isn't really sure what the hell just happened. As the ref goes to raise Mitch's hands he is still repeating, very softly "I give, I give."

"Son you can't give, you just won the match."

At the present time Mitch is unable to process that information. It takes three officials from TW to get Mitch back to the locker room.

MITCHELL VS EVAN - LOCKER ROOM

As Evan left the ring and raced up the aisle back to the locker room, he was joined by Cole. "Evan what the fuck you doing man??", Cole queried.

"Don't worry man, I've got it covered."

Several wrestlers in the locker room looked at Evan as if her were nuts and Kevin even said "man why take a loss, that ain't smart at all."

Evan just looked at him and said, "sometimes you got to lose the battle in order to win the war."

Kevin thought the older teen had lost his mind and just wandered away shaking his head. Just then the three officials helped Mitchell into the locker room and sat him on the bench. They then left. Evan approached the obviously helpless Mitchell. Dane and some of the other wrestlers started in Mitchell's direction but Evan sneered, "Don't bother. I ain't gonna do anything to the little pussy." He then looked at Mitchell and said "looks like you got the win after all, stud." The last word was said with much contempt.

Mitchell just looked up and said "why??".

Evan got into Mitchell's face and sneered, loud enough for everyone to hear, "because dipshit. I want the pleasure of watching Cole beat the snot out of you." He then laughed.

Mitchell just groaned. He forgot that he now had to wrestle Cole.

It finally dawned on Cole what had just happened. He laughed and turned to Evan. "Way cool, dude, now I get my chance too." The tag team high fived each other and walked away. Kevin just looked at the retreating duo thinking " well maybe that was smart after all."

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After recovering some, Mitchell approached Kevin about his earlier offer of revenge.

Kevin just laughed. "Sorry, guy I don't take loser's into my camp. You had your chance and blew it. You are own your own." Mitchell wasn't sure that was enough anymore.