punk_wrestler2000" Tag Team Four Corners Match: Part 1

Brett / Tyson vs Rick / Carter Vs Trace / Kale vs HB / Kane

Evan and Cole had enjoyed their status as tag team champs so far. Since they did not have to accept every challenge they had some far accepted none. Kevin had wanted to hold on to all the championships for as long as he could, so he turned down many challenges and offers. He justified this to this champions by making them work out harder and longer, stating "the Posse is going to be in charge for a long time." This made all the presents champs relatively happy, but pissed off the rest of the wrestlers - and even some disgruntled Posse members.

While Kevin and the Posse may have been excited, TW administrator weren't. They were tying to integrate the new JW guys into the league, deal with parent complaints about their sons getting "too little wrestling time, too much wrestling time, abused too much, not enough practice time, etc, etc.." The complaints were endless. And now people were making noises about no championship defenses. Therefore, the powers that be decided it was time for the Tag belts to be defended, and THEY were going to choose the challengers via a special 4 corner tag match. The announcement was posted WITHOUT any warning or knowledge:

Special match to determine who is going to be the next challengers to the tag team belt. This will be a special 4 corners match. A tag team in each corner. Two pople in the ring at a time. A wrestler may tag anyone other than his own partner. A pin fall or submission on a wrestler disqualifies the entire team. The winning team gets a shot at the champs in one week. Standard tag team rules apply. There will be two refs for the match, one regular ref and a special guest ref from the HW ranks. All teams to be chosen by TW!

Kevin stormed into the commissioner's office holding the notice in his hand. "What's this crap," he screamed. "As the champ, I get to choose the challengers."

"Excuse me, but I thought Evan and Cole were the champs," the commissioner calmly replied while thinking "right on time."

"You know what I mean. I `advise' them and then...."

"Well not this time. They've had several offers and turned them down. So now the league is taking charge of the matter. If you or they don't like it, you don't have to participate in TW you know," he replied with a smirk on his face.

Knowing that he wasn't going to win this one, Kevin decided to back down - for now. "So who are the teams going to be?"

"Well that isn't really any of your concern right now. Oh wait, maybe it is. The commissioners have decided to ask Jed and Luke to be one of the teams. If, of course, that meets with your okay?"

Kevin thought for a moment before replying. "No, I don't think so. As you know I do have permission to schedule matches for them and I don't think it would be a good idea at this point." While the thought of Jed and Luke winning and fighting Evan and Cole had it's good points (keeping the title `in the family'), Kevin didn't need the aggravation that would cause. There was already enough problems with Steve (he was going to have to get it together soon or go), and Jed and Luke were still somewhat upset that Evan and Cole had been brought into the fold. No for now, it was better to concentrate on getting Evan and Cole into the best fighting shape they could be in.

Kevin slammed out of the office, letting the commissioner know he wasn't happy. That just brought an even bigger smile to the commissioner's face. "Sometimes this job does have a few good points."

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Unfortunately, Kevin wasn't the only one pissed off and storming into the commissioner's office. Seth & Gavin and Hal & Sandy had also shown up.

"We heard that JW teams aren't going to be in the tournament. Why's that, you guys afraid of us or something," Hal demanded. He was backed up by the other three wrestlers.

"No that isn't it at all. But, we started planning this before the integration was finalized or started. Plus we don't know that much about the JW wrestlers. As you know things were a little different over there. You also have to remember that we have to consider the safety of everyone."

"Yeah, afraid we might hurt some of your pansy assed wrestler's," Sandy shot off.

The commissioner turned a cold sharp stare at the wrestler. "First off, that is one thing we DO differently over here. Like it or not, you WILL show respect to the adults who run this league or else."

Sandy started to mouth off but Hal quickly interceded, "yeah, hey we know that. He's just a little upset and all. This is all new to us to and we are only looking for a fair shake."

"Understood and that's what we're trying to do. Look our wrestlers don't really know you and you don't know them. This is going to be a new format and fraught with complications as it is. We don't need to introduce the element of the unknown in there as well. Even as it is, the potential is there for someone to get hurt."

The four teens nodded but still weren't happy. "Besides, this will actually work to JW's advantage.

Sandy looked at the commissioner with what could only be called contempt and asked "yeah, how's that?"

"Well you guys get a chance to see our four best teams in action, and a chance to see the winner go against the champs. Therefore, when one of you get your shot, you'll be "ahead of the game" so to speak."

"That would be true if we ever go that shot."

"Oh don't worry you will. The JW guys will be strongly considered as the first challengers to whoever has the belts when this is said and done." The four JW guys left, not as unhappy as before but still not as happy as if there were in the event.

"I could have been managing a convenience store somewhere, but no I had to volunteer for this damned job," the commissioner griped to no one in particular.

******** The night of the big night came and the crowd was still in suspense. The only people who had been told of the combatants were the wrestler's themselves. And even they weren't sure of who the opponents might be. They had all agreed to secrecy for the match. Of course once they started showing up in the locker room, it became an open secret among the wrestlers if not the fans. This would be one they would be talking about for a long time to come.

First to enter the locker room were former tag team champs HB and Kane.

Both teens were ready regardless of who they ended up facing. They had been on the top and knew they would be again.

After their recent disqualification against Sandy and Hal, the thug team was ready to reassert themselves in the tag team ranks.

Shortly thereafter Tyson and Brett made a grand entrance.

As soon as the four teens saw each other their demeanor changed.

Tyson and Brett had been the original Bad Boys of TW before HB and Kane had taken the title from them.

There was clearly no love loss between these four guys.

Tyson and Brett had waited a long time to get HB and Kane in the ring and tonight it would finally happen.

Brett the bigger of the two walked over and got in Kane's face. "Now we see how good you really are."

Kane shoved Brett back. `Boy we whipped your sorry asses before we will do it again."

Brett smirked. `Yeah right, BOY. Sandy and Hal made you boy's look like rookies. Maybe you should wise up and withdraw from the tourney."

Before things got to far out of hand Rick and Carter entered.

HB and Kane gave the former champs a nod. They knew things were about to get interesting.

Rick and Carter said nothing. Their minds were on there defeat just a month ago. They wanted their titles back and did not care who got in their way. Evan and Cole had beaten them and now Rick and Carter had a chance to get even and get the rematch they had requested.

With three of the four teams in the locker room all they could do was wait to see who showed up next.

Most of the guys expected it to be Corwin and Drew.

They did not have long to wait as the doors opened and the most awesome tag team in TW entered the locker room.

HB and Kane said nothing. They had taken the HWH down in tag action before.

Rick and Carter were stunned. They had not expected the behemoth tag team to be part of this match.

Now things between the two smaller tag teams changed. With just the slightest nod, an understanding was formed.

Trace and Kale paid little attention to the others in the locker room. Right now they were single focused.

At a combined weight of 475 pounds they were clearly a force to be reckoned with in TW.

Tyson and Brett knew they had to reinvent their strategy. Their little feud with HB and Kane would need to be forgotten until after Trace and Kale had been eliminated from the battle.

Rick and Carter were having similar thoughts. They had felt Trace and Kale's awesome power more then once.

Trace and Kale already knew what was going through their opponents minds. But they did not care.

This was going to be their night.

The others watched as Trace and Kale changed into their wrestling attire then moved to the holding area.

It was Brett who finally broke the silence. "All right, we all have differences with each other, but if we are to stand a chance we need to stick together."

HB and Kane reluctantly nodded. Rick and Carter felt like they were about to make a deal with the devil, but knew they had to band together to oust the super HW wrestlers.

HB nodded. "We make a pact and stick to it." His eyes bore into Tyson and Brett. "Remember boys, FUCK us over and we will get even." HB said in a menacing voice.

The six tag teamers agreed to stick together at least till Kale and Trace had been ousted.

Then it would be every TEAM for themselves.

As they waited in the holding pin Trace and Kale were making plans of their own. They surmised what was going on in the locker room and knew how to handle it as well as themselves.

As the other six guys entered the holding area, Kane wondered just how far he and HB could trust Tyson and Brett. He would have felt more confident with Corwin and Drew beside him.

Rick and Carter pulled up the rear. Even though they had agreed, they had one thing in mind. That was winning. Rick and Carter like Tyson and Brett had their own hidden agenda.

Trace and Kale watched their six opponents enter the holding area. They knew instantly that this was now a six on two match.

As the four teams stood in the holding pen or Dog Pound as it was called during Battle Royal matches, one of the officials walked over and asked each team to draw a number.

Kale, Tyson, Carter and HB stepped forward and drew for their teams.

"These numbers signify your introduction to the ring, as well as the first two team to start. After that, when one team is eliminated the next highest number will send a man in. If number four is eliminated, then number 1 will enter the action. Understood?"

All eight guys nodded.

Trace and Kale had drawn #4. HB and Kane, #3, Rick and Carter, #2 and Tyson and Brett had drawn #1.

This now but a chink in the teens battle plans.

Trace and Kale knew being the # 4 team could work to their advantage. Both had been afraid of being the lead off entry in the match.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN LET'S GET READY FOR THE FIRST EVER TW TAG TEAM FOUR CORNERS MATCH."

The audience cheered loudly. They had been waiting for this match and to see how it was going to be pulled off.

"But before we meet the teams we need to discuss how this will take place. Each team has been assigned a number. When one member of the team is eliminated, the entire team is out. This is not an eight teen elimination match like we have had in the past. Also only two teens will be in the ring at once, and an opponent can not tag in his opponents tag team partner. Wins can come via pin fall or submission. The teams will be introduced from number 1 to number 4."

"NOW LET'S GET READY TO RUMBLE. FIRST MAKING THEIR WAY TO THE RING AT A COMBINED WEIGHT OF 325 POUNDS ARE TW'S ORIGINAL BAD BOY TEAM: TYSON AND BRETT."

The two teens charged the ring and leapt over the top rope. They took their position in their corner and waited for the others to be introduced.

"NEXT MAKING THEIR WAY TO THE SQUARED CIRCLE ARE THE FORMER TAG TEAM CHAMPS. THEY COME IN AT A COMBINED WEIGHT OF 351 POUNDS. LET'S GIVE A BIG HAND TO RICK AND CARTER."

The cousins strutted to the ring. They looked as they always did ready to fight. The two teens had ripped rock hard bodies and were a force to be reckoned with in the tag ranks.

The audience cheered the former champs loudly. Rick and Carter were the good guys. The cousins stepped through the ropes and took the corner across from the bad boys.

The audience turned to see the curtain parting again. They gave the next two young men a rousing ovation, even before they were announced.

"OUR NEXT TAG TEAM ARE ALSO FORMER TW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS. THEY COME IN AT A COMBINED WEIGHT OF 329 POUNDS. THEY ARE THE EVER FORMIDIBLE HB AND KANE."

HB and Kane strolled to the ring in solid black trunks. They leapt over the top rope much like Corwin and Drew. They took the corner beside Carter and Rick.

"AND INTRODUCING OUR LAST TAG TEAM.THEY WEIGHED IN AT A COMBINED WEIGHT OF 435 POUNDS."

Before he could continue a chorus of loud boos rang out through the arena.

Everyone knew who was coming to the ring.

"THEY ARE KALE AND TRACE."

The biggest and for all accounts the toughest tag team in TW marched to the ring.

They entered the ring and stood in the corner beside Tyson and Brett.

The audience knew this was going to be one hell of a match.

Kale and Trace glanced at their six opponents and snickered. They knew the game plan, but they also knew Tyson and Brett had differences with HB and Kane.

Rick and Carter were discussing strategy.

Tyson and Brett were in a debate over who would start.

As things quieted down the ring announcer again took up the mike. "Because this is a four corners match we are adding a second referee. From the HW division making his way toward the ring is the current reigning TW HW champion, Rusty."

Rusty strutted to the ring, but instead of being shirtless and showing off his rock hard body he was clad in referee's attire.

Rusty stepped through the ropes and assumed the position. One look in his eyes said he meant business.

The announcer stepped from the ring and the referee motioned for two teens to step through and kick things off.

Rick stepped through for his team and Brett stepped through for his.

The bell sounded and the match was on.

Rick and Brett were the same height, but any similarities ended there. Rick definitely had the muscle mass on Brett.

The two teens locked up collar and elbow and Rick quickly slapped on a side headlock and took Brett to the canvas.

Rick cranked on the pressure as Brett grunted.

Brett tried to hook Rick's waist and roll him over to his back. Rick kicked out and lifted Brett from the mat still locked in the headlock.

Brett shot a hard elbow to Rick's stomach. Rick grunted. Brett shot in two more and felt the headlock loosen. Brett again gripped Rick's waist and hurled him to the ropes.

As Rick hit the ropes, Kane pulled them down and Rick tumbled backward to the arena floor.

Kane saw Rick lying there and dropped from the ring apron landing a hard elbow across Rick's chest.

Carter saw this and dove off the apron at Kane.

Kane scurried back to the ring apron as Carter helped Rick to his feet.

Rick climbed back into the ring and was greeted by a drop kick from Brett. Rick hit the ropes and reached out and tagged HB into the action.

The rivalry flared the second HB was in the ring with Brett. The two teens charged each other with fists flying.

Tyson winced knowing HB was an accomplished boxer. HB assumed a boxer's stance and landed a hard right cross to Brett's jaw. Brett staggered back into Trace and Kale's corner.

Before Brett could tag Kale hooked his arms and held him erect for HB. HB waded in and nailed the prone Brett with a combination hard to the stomach. Kale let Brett go and took the tag from HB.

Together they lifted Brett and dropped him over their knees in a double gutbuster.

HB stepped from the ring.

Brett was down and clutching his stomach as Kale reached down and hauled him to his feet.

Kale then lifted the hurting teen and delivered a powerful crotch slam.

Kale turned to Trace and nodded. He reached down to drag Brett to his feet, but Brett was ready. He hooked Kale's head and drove a thumb to his throat. Kale gasped and Brett hooked his head and bull dogged him to the mat. Brett rolled and tagged Carter.

Carter made his entrance from the top ropes with an elbow drop to Kale's ripped abs. Kale whished out his air as the 177 pounds crashed into his stomach.

Carter was up quickly knowing he had to keep the big man down. Carter hit the ropes and dropped his leg across Kale's throat. Kale arched up and Carter raised his leg and drove the heel of his foot hard to Kale's chest.

Trace was livid as Kale took the hard shots, but he knew his partner was tough.

Carter again stood to his feet.

He reached down and drug Kale to his feet. Carter slammed a knee to his lower belly then backed him into HB and Kane's corner.

Trace charged the action. As he did, HB locked his beefy arms around Kale's neck. From outside the ring Kane slammed kidney punches into Kale. From inside the ring Carter through punch after punch to Kale's hard torso.

Both ref's were trying to get Trace out of the ring. As they argued Kale was taking a hard triple teaming.

Rusty finally turned and saw what was going on. As he charged to break it up, Tyson slipped through the ropes and distracted him.

Kale was starting to feel the affects of the bombardment to his abs and pecs. HB's arm around his throat was cutting off his air.

Rusty finally had enough and shoved Tyson out of the way and moved to break up the triple team. As he did, HB released Kale. Kale collapsed to his knees and Carter tagged Kane.

Kane entered with a double knee drop to Kale's back.

Kane was smaller then Kale but he was tough. He drug the winded HW to his feet and hurled him to the ropes. As Kale rebounded Kane drove a super kick deep into his stomach. Kale gasped for breath and doubled over. As he did Kane hooked his head and pedigreed him hard to the mat.

Kane went for the pin. He rolled Kale to his back and hooked the legs.

Rusty dropped and started his count. He was shocked to be counting the first pin on Kale, but knew it was the logical way to go.

Trace checked the position of the refs. He knew the tag team game as well as any wrestler. He shot through the ropes and landed a hard kick to Kane's head breaking up the pin fall attempt.

Kale rolled to his stomach and started to crawl to the closest corner.

Kane was stunned but also turned to the closest corner. Kane tagged Tyson just as Kale tagged Rick.

Trace breathed a sigh of relief as his partner slapped Rick's hand and escaped an early exit.

Tyson and Rick faced off.

Tyson shrank back from the former Tag Team Champ.

Evan and Cole were watching this match from the sidelines. They wanted more then anything to see the former chumps go down.

Tyson was a tough little dude. He watched as Rick closed in. Tyson suddenly leapt in the air and hit Rick with a perfectly timed standing drop kick. Rick stumbled back and into the wrong corner.

Trace's arm snaked around Rick's neck. As it did Trace's free hand slammed two hard fists to Rick's kidney area.

Tyson moved forward like a little bulldog.

Carter moved to assist his cousin. Kale was through the ropes and nailed Carter with a shoulder block. As Carter doubled over, Kale lifted him and back body dropped him over the top rope.

Meanwhile in the corner, Tyson was sending hard ass kicks and karate thrusts into Rick's stomach. Rick was sagging in the corner as Trace choked him out with a sleeper hold.

Kale had slithered under the bottom ropes and went after Carter.

Tyson finally tagged Trace in.

Trace entered and he and Tyson sent a winded Rick across the ring and to the ropes.

Tyson went low and Trace went high. They connected with wicked elbow smashes. One to Rick's chest the other to his stomach.

Rick dropped to his knees. He was sucking wind.

Tyson stepped out of the ring. Trace reached down and gripped a dazed and winded Rick by his head.

Trace walked Rick to the ropes. Rick struggled and took three hard knee lifts to his abs.

Outside the ring Kale was continuing his annihilation of the other former Chump.

Kale had just finished gutbusting Carter. Carter was gasping for breath outside the ring.

Inside the ring, Rick was sagging on the ropes. Kale had climbed back to the ring apron.

Trace grinned at his best bud. Kale then shot Rick toward Kale. Kale was ready and stuck his foot through the ropes. Rick hit gut first and folded over Kale's foot. Rick gasped for breath.

Trace tagged his buddy. They hauled Rick to his feet and sent him for the ride. As Rick shot back the two super HW wrestlers sent a double super kick to Rick's stomach. Rick fell to his knees. Kale and Trace lifted the winded and hurting teen and double back broke him.

Trace stepped from the ring. Kale bent down and picked Rick up. He then dropped him throat first over the top ropes.

Kale lifted the gasping Rick to his feet and tossed him over his shoulders in a back breaker.

Rick was sweating bullets as he was tortured in the brutal hold.

No one moved to assist. Kane and HB did not care if Rick and Carter were eliminated.

Carter climbed to the ring apron. He started to crawl through the ropes, but Trace yanked him back to the floor.

Carter heard Rick yell out his submission.

Rick finally could take no more and scream out. "I quit. Oh GOD I quit."

Kale let Rick fall limply to the mat.

Kale then rolled the defeated former chump from the ring. Rick fell with a thud to the floor beside his partner and cousin.

The first team was eliminated.

Since Rick and Carter had been team #2 either HB or Kane had to enter and face Kale.

Kane stepped through the ropes. HB slapped him on the back and told him to kick ass.

Kale decided to make things a little more even. He tagged Brett.

The two thugs faced off.

They locked up collar and elbow. Kane the seasoned veteran and former co-holder of the tag team title, moved with cat like reflexes and slapped a side headlock on Brett.

Kane flipped Brett to the mat and cranked on the hold. Brett was no stranger to the squared circle. He swung his legs up and locked Kane in a head scissors. Brett used his powerful legs and flipped Kane over toward an eagerly waiting Tyson, who sent a hard stomp hard into Kane's stomach.

For the time being Kale and Trace were content to let the little guys duke it out.

Brett released the head scissors and stomped Kane in the gut twice. He then drug Kane to his feet and whipped him into the super HW's corner.

Trace and kale were ready and leveled Kane with a double power punch to the stomach. Kane folded up and sunk to his knees.

Brett charged across the ring and sent a vicious kick to Kane's back. Kane toppled through the ropes and to the arena floor.

HB had seen enough. He was through the ropes and leveled Brett with a clothesline to the back of the head. Brett flew into the HW's corner and was greeted by the same double punch to his stomach.

Tyson started toward HB and was caught with a flying drop kick. Tyson staggered back and HB leveled the tough thug like teen with a super kick to the jaw.

Kane had finally got back into the ring. He and HB whipped Brett to the ropes and lifted him as he rebounded. Kane placed Brett in a fireman's carry and climbed to the top rope. HB lie center mat flat on his back with his knees raised. Kane leapt from the top rope and dropped Brett across HB'S upraised knees gut first.

Brett could not scream out as his air was knocked from his body. He rolled off HB'S knees and lie center mat clutching his stomach.

Kane rolled Brett up into a pin. Rusty knelt down and counted to three.

Kane was up quickly, knowing full well one of the big boys would be entering the fray.

HB watched and waited. They had plans for the super HW's.

Kale entered to face Kane. He felt a twinge of apprehension. The former champs had bested them before. But Trace and Kale had made a pact. They would win the four corners match no matter what it took. They would get their shot at the titles.

Kale charged Kane with a clothesline. Kane ducked underneath and hit the ropes on the opposite side of the ring. He charged back and nailed Kale with a double axe handle blow to the center of his back.

Kale stumbled toward HB who swung a big foot between his legs and mashed his balls. Kale dropped to his knees in sheer agony. Rusty shoved Kane out of the way as he admonished HB for his blatant low blow. As the non legal man and Rusty argued, Kane sent another hard kick to Kale's balls.

As Kale pitched forward Kane sent a karate thrust to his throat.

Trace was livid as Kane pulled out all stops and got down and dirty to secure the win.

Kale was on all four retching and clutching his balls. He was in some serious pain. Kane hit the ropes and dropped and elbow to the small of his back.

Kale yelled out. Kane then rolled kale to his back and went for a figure four leg lock. As he fell back and bridged up he tagged HB. HB entered from the top rope with a double knee drop to Kale's ripped abs.

HB then stood and as Kane held the big man leg locked double stomped his abs.

Kale was in a world of hurt.

Trace decided enough shit was enough. HB backed to the ropes to drop another double knee to his buddy's gut. Trace charged the outside of the ring and leveled HB with a clothesline. As HB fell into the ropes, Trace hooked his head and suplexed him out of the ring and too the floor.

HB lay stunned. Trace then leapt off the apron and drilled HB with an elbow smash to the sternum.

HB was tough, but 235 pounds hammering your sternum was too much for him to take.

Kane still had the figure four leg lock on Kale. HB was the legal man and he was down outside the ring. Kale was the legal man and he was locked in a submission hold.

Rusty started to count Kane.

Kane refused to break the hold.

Trace climbed to the top rope and leapt off.

Kane saw him coming and arched up dragging Kale into the path of the off the top rope flying body press.

Trace impacted hard with his won partner's chest.

HB was back to his feet and drug Trace from the ring.

HB then slithered under the bottom ropes and pinned Kale. Kane broke the hold and let HB get the win.

Kane strutted around the ring gloating. He did not see Kale kick out.

HB was livid as the big dude kicked out with authority. HB tried to pin the big stud again.

Kale reached up and gripped HB'S arms and tossed him off like a sack of garbage.

Kale got to his feet. He was pissed. HB also was up quickly. HB and Kale circled.

Hb went for a low blow. Kale was ready. He caught the incoming foot and spun HB around. He gripped the smaller teen's waist and lifted him from the mat. Kale slammed HB back to the mat in an atomic drop.

HB pitched forward and struck his face on the turnbuckle.

Kale moved behind the teen and lifted him again by the waist. He slammed the well built HB over his knees in a bone jarring back breaker.

HB wondered why Kane was not assisting.

Kane had his own problems. Mainly the arms of Trace locked around his neck in an over the ropes sleeper.

Kane was fading fast as his buddy got back broke. Kane's legs gave out as trace put him to sleep and let him drop to the canvas.

Kale reached out and tagged Trace.

Together they whipped HB to the ropes. As he came off they met him with a double shoulder block to the stomach. HB slumped over their massive shoulders.

As one the two super HW's power bombed the smaller HB to the mat.

The ring shook as HB was driven down hard.

Trace and kale then hit the ropes and dropped double elbows to HB'S ripped abs. HB folded up and took a double forearm to the chops.

HB fell back top the mat. Trace stood dropped one final knee to his gut and hooked his legs. HB tried to weakly kick out, but Rusty's hand hit the mat for the three count.

The bell sounded as HB and Kane lie devastated in the center of the ring.

"Ladies and gentlemen here are your winners and next contenders for the tag team titles: Trace and Kale."

Evan and Cole sat stunned. They would have faced anyone but these two behemoths.

Lucien and Ryan charged to the ring to congratulate their two buddies.

The audience knew come next week that barring a miracle TW would have new tag Team Champs. They also knew once Kale and Trace won the titles anyone would be hard pressed to beat them.

Trace and Kale had devastated two teams in their quest for the coveted titles. They knew nothing would stop them from taking the jackets from Evan and Cole.