punk_wrestler2000 Tag Team Title Match: Evan / Cole Vs Trace / Kale

Evan and Cole had not been happy to see Trace and Kale win the four corners tag match. Now they had to face the Herculean tag team in a title match. Kevin and his champs were not happy.

Kevin knew he had to resort to some underhanded tactics if Evan and Cole were to keep the title jackets.

But what could he do. He no longer had the muscle power to take guys like Kale and Trace down before the big match.

Evan the spike haired blond punk of the team spoke up. "Shit Kevin, guys like Corwin and Drew and HB and Kane kicked the shit out of Kale and Trace. How tough can they be?"

Cole nodded. "Yeah Kevin, I know we can toast those guys. A few well placed low blows and some hard ass double teaming on one guy and we have the match won."

Kevin shrugged. He could not deny Evan and Cole had confidence.

But Kevin had seen that kind of over-confidence cost champs their titles.

Wesley was good example when he lost to Willy, As well as Martin when he dropped the title to Hilario.

Kevin was also in that category. He had lost his title to Samuel.

Evan and Cole headed home to plan their strategy.

As they left they spotted their former three man partner: Mitchell.

Mitchell sort of snickered at his former partners. He knew barring a miracle Evan and Cole's title reign would be a short one.

Cole stepped in front of the dweeby looking Mitchell as Evan stepped behind him and hooked his arms.

Mitchell knew he was going to get punched a few times. This had happened many times before when Evan and Cole needed someone to beat on.

Cole smiled evilly. "Well Mitchell old buddy, looks like you just volunteered to be our workout dummy before our big match." Cole then sent a solid fist to Mitchell's lean stomach.

Mitchell grunted but took the solid shot. He said nothing. Cole sent two more hard shots into the lean stomach of his former partner.

Evan grinned as he held Mitchell compliant.

Cole then fired a hard closed fist into Mitchell's groin. Evan let the dweeb go and he crumbled to his knees.

Kale and Trace had quietly observed the entire encounter.

Evan and Cole laughed as they walked away leaving Mitchell curled up in pain on the floor.

Kale the larger of the HW TT strode over and helped Mitchell to his feet. Usually the big bad guys were not this interested in helping others, but they had seen the hell the Champs had been putting Mitchell through of late.

Mitchell had been meaning to talk with Kale and Trace. For weeks now he had been plotting his revenge on his former stable mates.

Next to the massive forms of Kale and Trace, Mitchell looked like a 97 pound weakling.

But truth was very few guys had the awesome physiques these guys possessed. Kale and Trace were a force to be reckoned with in the tag team division.

Mitchell decided now was the time to turn the tables.

Kale and Trace helped Mitchell to the locker room. They could see the slim dude was hurting.

After some recovery time the three unlikely guys left the arena together.

They had plans to make.

The day of the match Kale and Trace strode into the TW arena looking quite confident.

The Herculean tag team entered the locker room and prepared for their title match. There they were greeted by more than a few other tag teams.

At first Kale and Trace thought it was a set up. Rick, Carter, HB, Kane, Sean and Jeff were there to wish them well.

Even Gavin and Seth stopped by along with Sandy and Hal and Mark and Dillon.

As Trace and Kale suited up Corwin and Drew entered the locker room.

They glanced at the two tough teens and gave them a thumbs up signal. It was the first time Kale and Trace had ever had the support of their fellow wrestlers. They felt good.

Evan and Cole did not enter the conventional locker room but changed clothes in the Posse dressing room.

Kevin, Jed, Luke, Stefan and Phillip wished them luck. Steve just grunted as they walked by and Rusty told them he hoped they got their asses kicked.

Kyle and Luke the former MW champs said nothing.

Cole and Evan changed into black wrestling trunks. They also slipped on loaded elbow pads. They wanted to be sure they took the big guys down hard.

Across the hall Kale and Trace got changed. They grinned with what they had in store for the champs.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN OUR NEXT BOUT OF THE EVENING IS THE LONG AWAITED TAG TEAM TITLE MATCH. THIS WILL BE A ONE FALL MATCH WITH NO TIME LIMIT. WIN MUST COME BY SUBMISSION."

The audience was ready to see a squash job. They knew Cole and Evan had a snowball's chance in hell of taking down Kale and Trace.

"FIRST MAKING THEIR WAY TO THE RING ARE THE CHALLENGERS. THEY ENTER AT A COMBINED WEIGHT OF 475 POUNDS. THEY ARE TRACE AND KALE."

A hush fell over the huge auditorium as the massive muscleboys made their way to the ring. Both Herculean teens were clad in light blue Speedos and their traditional baseball caps.

The two big boys stepped over the ropes and into the ring. Kale and Trace looked confident as they moved to their corner and waited for the chumps to be introduced.

"AND NOW MAKING THEIR WAY TO THE RING CLAD IN BLACK WRESTLING TRUNKS ARE THE CURRENT REIGNING TW TAG TEAM CHAMPS. THEY ENTER AT A COMBINED WEIGHT OF 350 POUNDS. THEY ARE MEMBERS OF THE INFAMOUS POSSE. HERE ARE YOUR CHAMPS: EVAN AND COLE."

Evan and Cole strutted confidently down the aisle. They had no doubt they were going to retain their jackets.

The champs entered the ring and handed the coveted title jackets to the ring announcer.

"NOW LET ME INTRODUCE OUR SPECIAL GUEST REFREE. HE IS FROM THE HW DIVISION. LET'S HAVE A BIG HAND FOR DOUG."

Doug ran to the ring and vaulted over the top ropes. He was clad in the traditional black and white striped shirt.

He motioned all four teens to center ring and checked them over. He quickly ran down the rules.

Doug then motioned the wrestlers to their corners.

Evan and Cole thought they were home free as Doug missed the loaded elbow pads.

But Doug was not as dense as the champs thought. He walked over to the TW officials. A few seconds later they entered the ring and made their way over to Evan and Cole along with Doug.

"Gentlemen, please remove your elbow pads." Doug said as he locked eyes with the champs.

Evan and Cole complied. They knew if they did not they would forfeit the titles.

Kevin was furious. He could not believe a guy like Doug had caught that.

But that did not matter. He would have Trace, Kale and Doug dealt with after Evan and Cole retained their titles.

Evan and Cole were furious that Doug had spotted their loaded elbow pads. They knew the odds now favored Trace and Kale in this title match.

With the elbow pad business behind them Doug called fro the bell and Evan stepped in and started things off against Trace.

Trace was a big powerhouse of a teen. His arms, chest and shoulders were huge.

Evan was only 175 pounds. He knew he had to strike hard and fast and take the big man down.

As the two grapplers circled, Evan leapt in the air and caught trace with a flying head scissors. Evan used his powerful legs and flipped Trace to the mat. Evan quickly broke the hold, stood to his feet and dropped down on Trace driving the heel of his foot deep into Trace's gut.

Trace grunted loudly. Evan stood and stomped the big dude in the gut three times. Trace gasped for air as the 175 pounds bombarded his stomach.

Evan drug trace by his feet toward Cole. Cole climbed to the top rope and took the tag from his best friend.

Cole leapt off the top rope and drove both knees hard into Trace's abs. Trace arched up and took a hard forearm to his head. Evan started to step from the ring and laid a boot upside Trace's head as he exited.

Trace was getting hammered and early on. Kale was not concerned. He stood patiently and let Trace take care of himself.

Doug watched closely as Cole slipped behind Trace and secured a rear chin lock. Doug checked to be sure it was not a choke hold.

Cole strained but pulled Trace to his feet. Trace felt himself being choked out as Cole's fingers started to dig into his throat.

Cole tagged Evan who entered with two solid closed fists to Trace's stomach. Cole let Trace go and Evan backed up and drilled him with a shoulder block to the chest. Trace hit the corner and Cole's arm snaked around his neck and locked on another choke hold. Evan wasted no time lying in some hard fists to the prone Trace.

Evan tagged Cole again and the champs whipped Trace across the ring and to the ropes. They caught Trace coming off with a beautifully executed double back body drop. They followed this up with a double elbow drop to his chest and stomach.

It was clear the tag team champs had come to fight.

Evan was ushered out of the ring by Doug.

Cole was on his feet and gripped Trace's legs. He rolled the big muscled teen to his stomach and cinched on a Boston crab.

Trace's face contorted in pain as Cole applied the pressure to his back.

Trace grunted, but then decided the time had come to fight back. He placed his powerful arms on the mat and pushed himself up. Trace then flexed the muscles in his powerful quads and flung Cole off of him. Cole was startled by the sudden move and thrown hard to the mat.

Trace shot to his feet. He took aim and sent a powerful kick to Cole's underbelly. Cole flew up and then dropped back down to the mat.

Trace gripped Cole by the nape of the neck and his trunks. Trace then gutbusted the champ. Cole rolled to the canvas clutching his stomach.

Trace again hauled Cole to his feet. He gripped the back of his head with one hand and walked him over to an eager Kale.

Trace slammed Cole head first into the turnbuckle and then tagged Kale.

Together the two muscular teens fired Cole across the ring and to the ropes. As Cole shot back toward them Kale and Trace dropped to theirs knees and sent a brutal double power punch deep into Cole's ripped abs. Cole clutched his stomach and dropped to his knees. Trace stepped out of the ring and let Kale have his turn.

Kale lifted Cole from the mat. Cole was getting desperate and raked Kale's eyes.

Doug saw the move and cautioned the champ. Cole shrugged and charged Kale. He bulled Kale to the corner, checked the ref's position and sent a closed fist to Kale's balls.

Kale grinned as Cole went low. Cole winced as his fist struck what felt like a hard plastic cup.

Kale did not screw around. He reached out and gripped Cole by the throat. He lifted the shocked teen from the mat and throat slammed him to the canvas.

Cole withered in pain as he was driven hard to the mat.

Kale then dropped a head butt to the top of Cole's head. Cole arched up and took a big forearm across his chest.

Cole lie stunned.

Kale grinned at Trace.

Evan was beside himself as Cole took a beating. He watched and as Kale lifted Cole from the mat and set for a power bomb, Evan leapt off the top ropes and drilled Kale with a flying drop kick. Kale dropped Cole and fell into the corner. His chin hit the turnbuckle hard.

Evan than drug Cole to their corner and tagged himself in. Cole rolled from the ring to recover.

Kale had turned around and was using the ropes for support. He saw Evan charge him. Kale gripped the ropes and as Evan closed in he raised his legs. As Evan struck him in the chest Kale clamped his powerful legs around Evan and squeezed hard.

Evan yelled out in pain as he felt the powerful quads close around his rib cage.

Evan slugged fist after fist to Kale's ripped abs. Kale took the hard shots and increased the pressure on Evan's ribs. Evan gasped for air. He knew he could not handle this power hold for long.

Kale was exerting a lot of strength holding himself up by his arms. Evan suddenly sprung forward and drove a thrust to Kale's throat.

Kale released the body scissors and fell to his knees. Evan hit the mat hard and ie there gasping for breath.

Kale stumbled toward Trace and made the tag.

Kale stomped down on the winded Evan. His big size twelve feet pulverized Evan's ripped abs. Evan tried to fend off the blows, but Trace was stomping the shit out of him. Doug finally backed Trace off.

Trace moved back in on the winded teen. He gripped Trace in a facial claw and lifted him from the mat. With his free hand Trace sent four hard fists deep into Evan's stomach. The force of the blows lifted the champ from the mat.

Trace used his facial claw and drove Evan to the corner. Trace released his hold, stepped back and drilled Evan with two front kicks to the lower belly. Evan fell face first to the mat.

Trace stomped down into the small of Evan's back then lifted him by the nape of the neck.

Trace hooked Evan's arms behind his back and sent four knee lifts deep into Evan's red stomach.

Cole had seen enough He charged around Doug and headed for Trace. Kale was through the ropes like a shot and nailed the charging Cole with a clothesline across his chest.

Cole was thrown back to the corner by the force of the blow. He gripped the ropes to keep from falling, but his respite was short lived. Kale charged in and leveled him with a shoulder block to his gut. Cole fell over Kale's broad shoulders and was back body dropped to the canvas.

Kevin cringed as his team got destroyed.

Across the ring Trace was still slamming knee after knee to Evan's now soft and mushy abs.

Evan was almost out on his feet. He had never taken shots like this to his stomach.

Trace decided to be merciful and put the chump out of his misery.

He whipped Evan to the ropes and as the teen bounced back delivered a perfect super kick to his jaw. Evan dropped to the mat like a rock.

Trace bent down and picked up the 175 pound grappler and pressed him over his head like he weighed nothing at all.

Trace then got a running start and power slammed the chump to the mat. Evan could not even gasp for breath as he was crushed by the impact and Trace's 235 pounds of muscle.

Evan really wished Trace could pin him, but he and Cole had insisted on a submission match.

Trace lifted Evan from the mat and locked him in an abdominal stretch. Evan cried out in pain as his abs took even more abuse. Trace slammed an ab claw on along with his ab stretch.

Cole had finally recovered enough to roll from the ring. Kale's back body drop had taken a lot out of him. He saw his buddy locked tight and charged. Kale was there to head him off. This time Kale caught him with a boot to the gut. As Cole doubled over Kale lifted him into an over the shoulder back breaker. Kale walked to the edge of the ring and dumped Cole over the top rope and to the arena floor.

As he walked back to his corner Kale stopped and sent two rock hard fists to Evan's stretched abs.

Evan thought he would puke as Kale's hard fist tore deeply into his decimated abs.

Trace had had enough of the abs stretch. He lifted Evan from his feet and gutbusted him over his knees. Evan coughed and wheezed as Trace walked to his corner and tagged Kale.

Kale knew Evan was done. He rolled the battered and beaten chump to his back. Kale landed three hard stomps to the decimated abs. Kale then moved to Evan's head. Swiftly he locked on a figure four head scissors. Evan weakly tried to kick out, but he could feel his air being cut off.

Kale legs muscles felt like stone as they encircled the teen's head. Evan clawed the powerful quads but the hold did not loosen.

Evan felt everything going dim. He did not want to tap out but he knew he was beaten and beaten badly.

Finally discretion became the better part of valor. Evan tapped out. Doug saw the tap out and called for the bell.

Kale released the hold and let the limp form of Evan fall to the mat. He and Trace exchanged high fives. They were the champs at long last.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS AND NEW TAG TEAM CHAMPS: KALE AND TRACE."

The other tag teams watching cringed. They knew they now had a tough road at taking the title from these two super HW wrestlers.

Ryan and Lucien joined their buddies in the ring. The four HW heels now possessed one of the two titles that could befall them.

In the back of the TW arena Kale and Trace had a rooting section.

A group of teens held up a big banner that said: "Long reign the HW HEELS."

Doug handed Trace and Kale the title jackets.

The tag team reign of TERROR had begun.

Kevin was livid as Kale and Trace strutted by. He now had one title left in his once dominant Posse.

Rusty, Jed and Luke went to the ring and assisted Evan and Cole back to the locker room.

Kevin knew had Doug not been so observant Evan and Cole would still be champs. He aimed to get even with Doug.

Back in the locker room, Evan and Cole vowed to get a rematch and get their titles back.

They both knew they had been squashed and they blamed Doug.