punk_wrestler2000: Terry Vs Steve:

The next day as Terry, Jackson and Clay entered the arena they were rethinking their actions of the previous evening. All except Terry. He wanted a one on one match with Cody and he wanted it right now.

No one but no one had ever taken all three of them down before. Terry wanted to show Cody why he was JW champ.

Clay and Jackson managed to talk Terry out of a match with Cody

"Settle down." Jackson said. "We need to start with lesser guys. That fucker was the HW champ."

Terry slammed his big fist into his hand. "Fuck that. I could have beaten him and you should have." Terry said to Jackson. "Hell we crushed him outside the ring."

Jackson looked at the floor. He knew his buddies had worked Cody over hard, but he had still lost the match. Jackson was somewhat embarrassed.

Clay was quiet, but like Terry he wanted a shot at Cody, one on one.

Jackson decided they need to scope out the other so-called tough guys in the HW division.

Terry smiled. "Like any of them could take us."

Jackson said nothing. He had gone down and done so with three on one odds, in his favor.

The three JW HW entered the practice arena. They took note that this was their lucky day. In the practice ring were two awesomely built HW wrestlers.

Terry's eyes locked on the big blond muscleman who was hip tossing the current TW HW champ.

Jackson and Clay watched as Rusty took the hip toss and stormed to his feet, nailing the bigger guy with a drop kick.

Terry watched as Steve recoiled to the corner only to be shoulder blocked and monkey flipped to the center of the ring.

Steve hit hard but was back on his feet.

Terry, Jackson and Clay talked amongst themselves as they watched the hard hitting action in the practice ring.

When Rusty and Steve took a break Terry boldly walked up to the ring.

He stepped on the ring apron and locked eyes with Steve. Terry could see Steve was one of the few guys in this league that might be able to give him a good fight.

Of course Terry had not laid his eyes on the likes of Ryan or Lucien.

Rusty had seen what these guys had tried to do to Cody, and even though he and Cody were rivals, Rusty was in full attack mode.

Rusty's eyes went to Jackson and Clay, but they were hanging back.

Terry now stood nose to nose with Steve. "Looking for a tough fight. Think you have the guts to take me on?" Terry said with a challenging undertone to his voice.

Before Steve could answer Rusty stepped forward. "Why? You guys looking to gang up on another guy."

Terry did not back off. "That was personal. I will take this dude on in a fair match. One on one."

Steve flexed his big biceps. He wanted a good solid win.

"All right. I'll take you on and you will think what Cody did to you was a walk on the beach."

Rusty still wasn't ready to be trusting. He had seen what had happened to Cody out side the ring.

Even though Kevin was looking to cut Steve loose, Rusty decided to make sure things stayed even.

Steve and Terry went to the office to get the match signed.

Kevin was ecstatic as he heard Terry was taking on Steve.

Maybe, just maybe he could shed himself of some excess baggage tonight.

Kevin called all the Posse members together, with the exception of Steve. He told them no matter what befell Steve, not to get involved.

Most were quite happy to comply. Steve, though an awesome built wrestler, had proven more than once he was the weak link.

As match time drew closer Terry was in the locker room with his two buddies. They were pumped up knowing the former JW HW champ was about to strut his stuff.

Terry was a big blond muscleboy. Most figured he was one of the strongest and BEST wrestlers in the state.

Terry was more then ready to demonstrate his techniques and his awesome moves to the TW heavy weights and their new fans.

Part of Terry's ritual before a match was to stand and take hard gutpunches from Clay and Jackson. Terry said it made him more resistant to off the rope knee and elbow drops. Form what Clay and Jackson had seen, Terry's hard abs were unbreakable.

Across the hall in the other locker room, Steve was alone. He wondered what the hell was going on. Usually before a match the other guys were there to wish him luck. Steve didn't really give a fuck. He really did not care for the guys in the Posse.

Ever since Rusty had gotten his title shot, Steve had considered blowing Kevin off. Steve knew as long as he was in the Posse, Kevin would never sanction a title match for him.

Finally match time arrived.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN OUT NEXT MATCH IS A HW MATCH. FIRST MAKING HIS WAY TO THE RING IS THE FORMER JW HW CHAMPION. HE STANDS 6'3 AND WEIGHS 225 POUNDS. HE IS CONSIDERED BY MANY REPORTERS TO BE ONE OF THE STRONGEST WRESTLERS IN THE STATE. HE IS TERRY!"

Terry trotted to the ring in dark blue wrestling tights. He was accompanied by his buddies, Clay and Jackson.

The referee immediately headed off Clay and Jackson and ordered them to seats or else back to the locker room. He would have none of their shit this time around.

Terry high fived his buds and stepped over the top rope and stood center ring waiting for his opponent.

"NOW MAKING HIS WAY TO THE RING, HE WEIGHS 230 POUNDS AND STANDS 6'3. HE IS A MEMBER OF THE INFAMOUS POSSE. LETS HEAR IT FOR THE BIG BLOND STUD DECKED OUT IN THE RED, WHITE AND BLUE TRUNKS: STEVE."

For one of the few times he could remember the audience actually cheered for him. Steve felt an adrenaline rush as he stepped into the ring and stood nose to nose with his opponent.

The slight difference in size was not noticeable. Terry had bicep size over Steve, but Steve had maybe an inch of height advantage. But blond studs were ripped.

The audience and the other wrestlers knew this would be a hard fought match.

Odds in the locker room were even up on a winner.

The ref called the two beef cakes to the center of the ring and quickly went over the rules. The ref had to look up to meet both of the stud's eyes.

Steve and Terry backed to their corners.

When the bell sounded the two powerhouse teens charged and locked up center ring in the traditional collar and elbow tie up.

Steve knew almost immediately he was going to be out muscled. So Steve resorted to a quick illegal knee to the groin of his opponent.

Terry grunted as the knee slammed his groin. Steve released the collar and elbow tie up and launched a standing drop kick that knocked the tough teen back to the ropes. Steve got up a head of steam and struck Terry with a perfect clothesline that sent him over the top ropes and to the arena floor.

Terry shook his head as he now lie on the floor and looked up at Steve. Steve had stepped to the apron and before Terry could get his bearing leaped off and drove a power knee drop to his gut.

Terry whished out his air as the blow suck deeply into his unflexed stomach.

The ref was counting.

Steve heard the count and slipped back in the ring to break it. Steve then slipped back out and helped Terry to his feet. Steve gripped his arm and prepared to send the tough guy into the steel barricade. Terry was ready. He planted his feet and whipped Steve back first to the ring apron. Steve hit with a resounding thud and dropped to his knees.

Terry advanced. He gripped Steve's head and locked it in his powerful arms. Terry bull dogged the big guy to the arena floor.

Steve yelled out as he felt his head smashed hard to the floor.

The ref was adamantly counting. He wanted the action in the ring.

Terry quickly drug Steve to his feet, bull him back to the ring, knee lifted him to the gut and rolled him under the bottom rope.

Steve was flat on his back hugging his stomach. Terry climbed to the ring apron, gripped the ropes and leapt over landing on Steve in a perfect cross body splash.

Steve grunted as the 225 pound muscleboy pinned him to the canvas. The ref was there and started to count. Steve took a deep breath, flexed his biceps and with a great effort tossed Terry off.

Terry was back on his feet quickly. He stood back and measured Steve. As Steve climbed to all fours, Terry sent a hard kick to his belly. Steve grunted and fell back to the mat. Terry landed two more solid kicks to the big man's ribs. Steve rolled under the bottom rope to get a breather.

The audience was impressed. For a big boy Terry moved quick and showed some agility.

Terry stood in a neutral corner as he waited for Steve to climb back into the ring.

Steve took an eight count before getting to his feet and attempting to reenter the ring.

Terry waited.

Steve was pissed. This kid had made him look like a rookie. Steve raised his hands for a contest of strength.

Terry smirked. He knew he could muscle this dude down.

The two blond bucks stepped into each other and locked fingers. In unison they started to power into each other. Both teen's awesome biceps bulged as they struggled in the middle of the ring.

Finally Steve fell to his back. As he did he planted his feet hard to Terry's stomach and monkey flipped the teen over his head.

Terry hit hard. Steve released his hands and stood to his feet. Before terry could get up, Steve double stomped him in the stomach.

As hard as Terry's abs were, a double stomp from a 230 pound teen was tough for him to take. He whished out his air and hugged his stomach. Steve grinned as he slammed two hard kicks to Terry's lower gut and one to his nuts.

Terry rolled from the ring. Now he needed a breather. This kid was tougher then he had expected.

Terry took a few seconds to get his composer back. He gripped the top rope and started to climb back in the ring. Steve was ready and gripped his head. Terry knew what was coming. He checked the ref's position and then slammed a muscleboy fist to Steve's ample pouch.

Steve released Terry's head and doubled over. As he did Terry delivered a hard head butt. Steve staggered back to the opposite side of the ring.

Terry climbed back in the ring and charged Steve. He drove a powerful shoulder deep to Steve's stomach.

As Steve doubled, Terry bent down and placed the big guy over his shoulder. Then in an awesome display of sheer musclepower Terry pressed the 230 pound wrestler over his head five times.

Steve was incredulous as Terry lifted him like he weighed nothing at all. On the fifth rep, Terry dropped Steve from over his head down across his knee in a brutal gutbuster.

The fans in the back of the arena could hear Steve whish out his air. Steve fell limply to the mat and hugged his stomach.

Terry wasn't done. He knew Steve was beat and could be pinned at any time. But Terry wanted to send a clear

to the other HW's. He reached down and drug Steve to his feet. He locked one big hand around Steve's throat. He lifted Steve from the mat with one hand and throat slammed him.

Kevin and Rusty stood in the back of the arena. Kevin was in awe of this HW's power. Kevin decided he had to have him in his stable.

Terry placed his foot arrogantly on Steve's chest. The ref dropped down and counted. He had hit the mat twice, when Terry reached down and drug a stunned Steve back to his feet.

Steve tried to throw a punch to Terry's muscular midsection, but it lacked any kind of power. Terry smirked and dropped Steve to his knees with a knee lift to the stomach. Terry then drug Steve to his feet and bulled him to the corner. He draped Steve's arms over the top ropes and sent three hard front kicks to his gut.

Steve only remained on his feet because he was gripping the ropes.

Terry decided the time had come to end this torture. He bent down and lifted the now beaten boy over his shoulders in a torture rack submission.

The crowd was really impressed as this new guy manhandled Steve. They had watched Steve manhandle many other wrestlers in TW, now he was getting his.

The crowd cheered Terry on.

Terry bounced up and down on his powerful legs. Steve had tears streaming down his handsome face.

Steve did not want to submit, but he knew he was beat. Weakly he cried out his submission.

Terry released the hold in grand style. He dropped Steve from the rack. Steve fell straight down to the mat and lie there moaning in pain.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN YOUR WINNER AT 22 MINUTES WITH A TORTURE RACK SUBMISSION IS TERRY."

The audience cheered loudly for Terry. Terry flexed his big biceps and posed. He was thrilled with his win over the big blond muscleboy.

Kevin walked boldly forward from the back of the arena. He stepped intot he ring and faced Terry.

Kevin felt dwarfed by the big powerful HW.

"What do you want, wimp?" Terry said as he walked forward and forced Kevin to look up to meet his gaze.

Kevin was undaunted. "I run this league."

Terry laughed. "Is that so, LITTLE MAN?"

Kevin tried to back up further but he was in the corner.

"Wanted you and your boys to join up with us." Kevin said trying to keep the fear out of his voice.

Terry smirked. Then before he answered he sent a power punch hard into the 14 year olds stomach. "Don't need you." Terry said as he let Kevin sink to his knees clutching his gut.

Kevin lie on the mat gasping for air. He could not catch his breath.

Rusty had stood back watching as had fellow Posse members Stefan and Luke.

When Terry stepped from the ring they charged.

As they intercepted Terry, Clay and Jackson moved from the back.

The three teens, Rusty, Stefan and Luke circled Terry.

Terry was ready. As they charged Stefan and Luke were hit broad side by Clay and Jackson.

Rusty was met by a kick to the gut from Terry. Terry followed with a DDT. Rusty was down for the count in two moves.

Stefan and Luke faired no better. Neither could counter the attack of the other two JW HW wrestlers.

Kevin watched through watery eyes as three of his toughest guys were dropped in the aisle.

Kevin knew a new age was coming to TW.

Terry, Clay and Jackson strutted back to the locker room.

They were going to like it here!!