jimsub81 Former LW Champs Set a Match

Things had really been jumping at TW lately. Titles were changing hands and championship matches were being determined. There were some just plain old good hard and heavy matches in there too. It was a Friday afternoon and school had just let out. The workout area was filled with guys training. Fridays were always busy as they looked forward to the weekend and the matches.

It had been a couple of months now since the boys from the JW league had been taken in by TW. It was a rocky marriage in the beginning but now things seemed to have come together. It now appeared to be "One big happy family" as Gavin had said when he and Seth made their debut in the practice ring a few months ago. All the boys in all the divisions appeared to be getting matches. There were just not enough openings for to accommodate everyone though.

(Side note: We need more people writing these things!)

The one division that appeared to be left behind was the lightweights. There had been fewer LW matches than any other. This was not lost on any of them. Most of the guys originally in TW understood that there were dry spells and sometimes they had to wait. The newer boys from the Junior Wrestling league did not seem to get that though. They had come from a much smaller league and almost everyone got to wrestle at least every other week or more. The lightweight champion from JW was a boy named Tomas Carlos or TC as he was always called. He had been used to matches all the time and was tired as hell at not having action. He loved to wrestle and he loved intense, hard- hitting action. It was this love for tough combat that had made him the JW Lightweight Champ.

At last he could take no more. He reasoned that the only explanation he could not get a match was because his new league mates were scared of him. He decided to try to antagonize them into fight. He didn't care whom he got either. He said to former JW wrestlers Austin and Graham, "I've had enough of this shit! I was the Fuckin Lightweight Champ. I had matches every week. Now I haven't had one since I got here!" Austin, who was one tough as nails wrestler himself, said, "I know how you feel buddy. I've only wrestled once myself. But you being the champ is an insult. Personally I think the chumps here are scared of you." Graham sighed, "And I haven't had ANY yet!" Both TC and Austin felt Graham's pain too. TC slapped Austin on the back and said, "You read my mind Austin! I think its time I let these TW wussies know just who they're dealing with." Austin got a puzzled look and said, "Oh really? What you planning on TC?" TC just smiled and said, "You'll see in just a minuet or so." as he headed off to the locker room.

The seemingly inseparable tag team of Sandy & Hal came over to Austin & Graham having heard half of his conversation with TC and asked, "What's up with TC?" Austin just shrugged and said, "Not sure what he's gonna do but I know he's pissed about not getting any matches." Sandy nodded and said, "Well, he should be. He was the Lightweight champ. He should have matches." Graham said, "He said he was going to show these TW boys who they're dealing with. What that means I have no idea."

No sooner did Graham speak those words than did TC come out of the locker room wearing his wrestling attire complete with his old JW Lightweight Championship Title belt. Austin, Graham, Sandy and Hal laughed and clapped when they saw TC strut around the gym brandishing his belt of which he was obviously proud. "Way to go TC!" shouted Hal with Austin adding a loud, "WOO HOO!" Graham gave a loud, "You show em TC!"

Most of the action in the gym ceased as TC made his display He walked back to Austin, Graham, Sandy and Hal and bumped fists. All loved TC's show.

Some of the original TW boys were not impressed. Among them was current LW Champion Wesley and good friend and fellow LW Willy. "Who does that creep think he is anyway?" asked Willy. Wesley just shrugged and said, "I don't know. But I'm not gonna worry about it. Come on spot me." Willy moved over to spot Wesley on the bench but kept one eye on TC as the boy still made a show of his championship belt.

"WILLY!" screamed Wes as the bar was crushing into his throat. Willy reacted fast taking his eyes off TC. "God Wes, I'm sorry! It's just that that TC guy is really pissing me off. I mean you're the only Lightweight champion now. JW is dead. He needs to get over it." Wes said, "Well, you're obviously too distracted and I have to get going anyway." The two friends had to walk right past TC and company to get to the locker room. TC knew Wesley was the current champ and could not resist saying, "So Mister Champ, what do you think of a real championship belt. No goofy jackets for JW!"

Wesley took a look at the gaudy gold plastic that made up the belt and said, "Its very pretty TC." Wes was being polite and condescending all at once. TC just said, "Think you're man enough to take it from me." Wes sized TC up. The kid was definitely well put together. He had a hard looking chest and nicely formed abs. He had to be strong and Wes knew he would not have been the champ of his old league had he not been tough too. But Wesley played coy and said, "But before anyone gets a shot at me and my JACKET they have to prove they're worth it. What have you shown me?"

Wes had inadvertently stepped on the nerve that had sent TC off in the first place. TC exploded at Wesley, "I haven't had a chance to show anyone SHIT! It's like none of you TW pussies have to guts to step in the ring with me. Just give me a chance man! I'll show you what I can do!" Wes was taken back by the anger in TC but still held his poker face saying, "I'm sorry TC there's no way I can in good conscious give you a title shot when there are other guys who have fought. You still have no matches. Get a good win or two and we'll see. I don't plan to take the easy way out on title defenses." TC sighed in frustration, "How can I show you when I can't get a match?"

Then Willy stepped in and said, "You want a match? I'll give you one!" TC looked up and down at the handsome blonde boy. Willy was well muscled and had an edge to him. But TC played it cockily, "And just who are you? His", nodding toward Wesley, "mouthpiece?" TC pressed his tongue against his cheek making it bulge when he said that. Austin, Graham, Sandy & Hal laughed but Willy fumed and shoved TC so hard he fell to his butt. TC was up in a flash ready to take Willy's head off. But Martin, Connor and the tag team of Jimmy and Barry had moved into position to stop the escalating tension that they knew would end this way. The four broke up the altercation before it got worse.

Willy's face flushed red and pointed at TC, "Come with me right now and we'll get us a match signed. You want a fight? You got it pal!" Connor looked at TC and said, "There TC problem solved. Happy now?" TC shrugged Martin's grip off him and said, "Screw you Connor." But TC was more than willing to go get his ring date with Willy set. They left for the office.

As the rest of the boys broke up Sandy and Hal shook their heads in disgust at Jimmy & Barry. Austin just sneered at Martin muttering under his breath, "Can't believe people talk about the `Great Martin' like they do. You don't look like anything special." Martin simply said, "Maybe you'd like to find out Houston." Austin said, "HA HA, very funny and YES! I would like to find out!" Martin gestured toward the door Willy and TC had just gone through and said, "After you."

At that they too went off to see if there was a chance to get a match on the next card.

The next day Willy stood ready to do battle against TC. Wesley was there with him as was Joey and Patrick. Wes said, "I know we made fun of the guy and his belt but you got to know he had to be good to be JW champ." Wily knew that full well but appreciated his friend's concern, "I'll be careful and I'll show him that this league is just as good as the one he left."

TC was across the room with Sandy, Hal, Graham and Max. He was more than ready to wipe the mats with Willy. But Max said, "Remember what I told you about this guy Willy TC. He ain't no joke! He beat a lot of good wrestlers. He even beat a few middleweights." TC shrugged it off and said, "Yeah? Well, I've beaten more than a few middleweights myself." Max said, "I know you have TC and I hope you do well tonight but…" TC cut Max off, "What do you mean `hope'?" Max stammered, "I didn't mean that I didn't think that you could. I mean it's just that…" Geoffrey happened to be passing by and interjected, "What my little friend is trying to say and not doing it so well TC is that; we all hope you beat this guy Willy tonight but he should not be taken lightly. That is a big cause in losing a match." TC thanked Geoffrey for the advice. He got ready to be introduced.

The fans were excited and the stands were packed. It was going to be a great night of wrestling. Elton was going to face off with Taylor in a defense of his Middleweight crown. That battle promised to be epic but first they had what promised to be a match up of solid lightweights to see. Former TW Lightweight Champion Willy was going to face the Lightweight champion of the former and now defunct JW league TC.

"Our next match is a lightweight event. First, making his TW debut, He stands 5 feet 9 inches tall and weighs in at 153 pounds; he is the former JW Lightweight champion… TC!" The newer fans that knew TC clapped for him as he entered the arena accompanied by Graham. He was known for being right on the edge of dirty. But he always gave his all in his matches. He was about as tough as they came. "And, his opponent, standing 5 feet 8 inches tall and weighing in at 150 pounds; he is a former TW lightweight champion…WILLY!" Willy entered to a much warmer reception. Since his break with the Posse was well known the fans responded in kind. Many of the fans were cheering for sitting LW Champion Wesley as well as he would stand in Willy's corner for the match. But the boos from TC's supporters rang through loud and clear.

The two boys faced off. They were almost identical in size. Willy was a year younger at 15 and he had a little more muscle but not by much. TC had a much more intense look to his face. Willy had a smooth baby face that made him look even younger than his 15 years but his ring ability had been proven time and again. The match had all the makings of a close one as the bell rang…

The two boys came out of their corners quickly. The made reaches and grabs at the other but didn't hook up. As the two young grapplers circled they continued their pawing at the other. Finally they lunged forward and locked up collar and elbow. Both boys were immediately impressed with the strength of the other as they could tell at once that his opponent possessed strength and good muscle tone.

Neither seemed to get a quick advantage. But TC had meant to show why he was the JW champ. He had been in this position countless times and he knew just what to do. He rocked to his right taking Willy a little off balance and then rocked quickly and sharply back to his left. At the same time he swung a leg out and swiped Willy's out from under him. Willy fell backward with a thump. And TC dropped right into Willy's stomach with a knee. TC kept the knee planted squishing the younger boy's guts while using his fists he pounded away at Willy's pecs till they were bright red. Willy had been taken totally off guard.

TC then pulled the winded boy up by a handful of hair on the back of the head. A well-placed knee lift to the lower gut greeted him. Willy doubled over making it seem all too easy for TC as he lifted Willy up and over in a back body drop.

No sooner did he hit than he was lifted again and sent to the ropes. He bounced back and TC stuck a boot out and Willy's stomach swallowed it up. Willy hugged his gut with both hands as he fell to his knees. His eyes were clenched tight and his mouth formed a silent `O' as he had no breath to utter a cry. TC just smirked toward Wesley who was powerless to help as his best friend was manhandled. Wesley watched as Willy was kicked hard in the chest laying him out flat.

TC then picked him up and threw him to the ropes again. TC followed in fast and launched a drop kick before Willy had even finished his recoil off the cords. TC's two big wrestling boots slammed his chest and shot him over the top rope. Willy hit the arena floor with a thud landing flush on his chest.

Wesley went over to him. Willy simply blinked his eyes rapidly as he tried to clear his head. "Holy shit!" was all he managed to say. Wes helped him back to his corner. TC just looked down at them with a sneer. Wesley told his friend, "He knows what he's doing in there that's for sure." Willy looked at Wes and said sarcastically but still playfully, "Gee Wes, thanks for the hot tip!" The referee was nearing his count and Wesley smiled as he gave Willy a shove into the ring saying, "Go get em Tiger!"

Willy still shook his head slightly. This TC guy had really done a number on him. Willy was impressed at his moves and the speed in which he threw them. TC gave his opponents no chance to recover before attacking again. But Willy had proven he knew how to absorb punishment. Now, as TC signaled for another lock up, Willy aimed to show TC just how well he could dish it out too.

TC danced effortlessly on his toes. He slapped his firm pecs and said cockily, "Come on TW chump, concede now. It'll be a lot less painful if you do." Willy was sore but had shaken off the effects of TC's earlier attacks and said, "Not likely asshole!" TC just grinned at him and said, "Have it your way cutie pie! Bring it on!"

Willy had never been so dominated in his life. He had been beaten senseless in the last battle royal but a number of guys had ganged up on him. Thus far in this match he had been hammered without scoring a hit in return. And now this TC kid was mocking him. Nobody did that to him and Willy grew red with anger. Yet he tempered it, channeled it into his attack that he launched with all the ferocity of a teased pit-bull just taken off its leash.

TC saw the shoulder block and tried to counter it. But Willy's driving weight was too much for him and he was shoved back. Willy went in low on TC and grabbed him around the waist. Willy shoved his head up into TC's chin and heaved up lifting TC. Then Willy slammed him down back first. TC rolled quickly to his side showing no ill effects but feeling them. Willy had the position though and simply nailed TC's ribs with a swift kick. TC grunted and grabbed his side as Willy maneuvered behind and stomped down on his back. TC grunted but took the hit. Willy delivered another and another till TC at last lay flat on the mats. Then he dropped an elbow to the back of the head for good measure.

TC still tried to get up. Willy was impressed as he was mad at the new kid. But he had no time to think about TC's great attributes. Willy wanted him down and hurt. If his last moves were not good enough to do it he would just have to try some new ones.

Willy helped TC up and sent a hard ass punch to the boy's breadbasket. TC huffed out his air and Willy Irish whipped him to the ropes. He side hip tossed TC on the rebound and pulled him up again straightaway. Another Irish whip had TC sailing back first into the turnbuckles. The ropes jiggled on impact. Willy took a run and leapt before TC could dodge and his 150 pounds of airborne body crushed into TC with a ton of force.

TC went limp as Willy sent in three hard gut blasts. Willy took aim at the hurting TC and targeted the hairy trail leading down from the boy's navel. Willy drilled that spot with a spearing front kick. TC moaned as he folded over and sank to his knees. But Willy was on a high now. He gave Wesley a quick thumbs up signal and hoisted TC up again. The formerly cocky kid was cocky no more as Willy had pulverized him. Now Willy had him in a crotch slam position. WHAM! The ring literally shook as Willy took TC down in a powerful body slam.

Graham had to wince as his lightweight buddy was deposited hard. Willy had returned the beating in full it seemed and Graham had to wonder if TC really could take this tough TW boy.

But Graham did not worry long. As Willy rose up TC amazingly had the wherewithal to reach up with his legs and scissor Willy around the head. Willy was totally surprised as TC tossed him to the canvas. TC did not have the strength to hold the scissors though and he knew it. He let go and quickly brought both legs up into the air and dropped them across Willy's chest. Another leg drop hit Willy across the head. Now with his opponent stunned TC was able to roll across the rig and under the ropes. He need a rest even the short one a exiting of the ring would bring.

Graham went over and asked how TC was. "Damn!" said TC "that dude is fuckin good!" Graham said, "I think he's a little better than we expected." The referee was nearing his count slowly and TC said, "A little my ass! But don't worry friend. I have a few more tricks to teach him." "That's the spirit!" said Graham as TC climbed over the rope as the referee hit "nine".

TC and Willy circled again. Willy was buoyed after coming back from a heavy shellacking in the beginning of the bout. TC still had confidence in his skills but had a newfound respect for his opponent. Despite what Geoffrey had said before the match he had taken Willy lightly. He would not repeat that mistake.

Willy made the first move and managed to snag TC into a side headlock. TC placed a hand to the back and shoved Willy off and into the ropes. Willy raised an elbow on the rebound and hit TC square in the chest knocking him back. A standing clothesline had TC laid out. Willy then dropped an elbow that TC dodged. Willy hit the mats and TC was on him like a flash.

TC jerked Willy up from behind throwing a hard shot to the kidney area. Willy grunted and TC knew he had connected. He took Willy's arm and Irish whipped him to the ropes. Willy reversed the move. But TC had a ton of ring knowledge and he in turn reversed it again. Willy was sent to the turnbuckles chest first. TC was moving with the whip and hurled himself in right behind and crushed Willy with a body splash.

Willy felt the effects and tried to counter but TC was too fast. He had Willy around the head and snap neck marred him from the corner like he had performed the move a hundred times. He had in fact probably done it more than that.

Willy landed on his stomach and TC dropped an elbow that bisected Willy's shoulder blades. TC grabbed a handful of shiny blonde hair and had Willy to his feet. A spearing punch to the gut bent Willy over. A hard forearm to the chest stood him up again. TC backed up and drilled a boot to the belly and Willy pitched forward again. But another forearm this time to the jaw put him upright.

Willy was staggering backward and off balance when TC ran forward with an arm extended and clotheslined him sending him into the ropes. TC continued to run forward as Willy rebounded and landed another perfect clothesline and once again Willy was sent careening to the arena floor with a resounding thud as his hard torso smacked the lightly padded flooring.

"Shit Wes" said Willy as Wesley pulled him to his feet. "Its almost as bad as fighting you!" Wesley thanked Willy for the compliment and tossed a full glass of water into Willy's face. Willy spit out a stream of water that had went into his mouth. He wiped his wet face and said, "Thanks, I needed that!" Wes said, "You had him before you can get him again!" "I sure as shit am gonna try." Said Willy as he climbed back into the ring.

TC had gained the upper hand in the last exchange and was feeling better after Willy's comeback. But TC was still supremely confident as Willy began circling again and lightly slapping his shoulders and pecs. TC measured his opponent and waited till he had an opening. When Willy gave a glance over to Graham who cheered TC on TC moved in. But Willy was not taken off guard as TC had hopped he would be. Instead Willy extended a foot and caught TC in the upper abs. Willy then charged forward with a shoulder block and leveled TC.

Willy continued over to the ropes and came off them with a high dropping knee that hit TC square in the belly. Willy felt TC's ab muscles cave in. TC felt it too as Willy's knee sank deep into his gut. TC was sucking wind and hugging his stomach as he rolled to his side after Willy's knee drop.

Willy came round to pull TC up. TC was in some serious pain but still knew the score of the game. He swiped his leg out and took Willy's out from under him. Willy went down but was not really hurt. But it did give TC another chance to out some distance between them. He rolled across the ring and used the corner ropes to pull himself up.

Willy had not really been hurt by the leg sweep and recovered quickly. He saw TC rising in the corner and charged in like a bull. Another hard shoulder block would end it in his favor. TC turned and saw Willy charging. He tried to dodge with a move to his right. Willy saw the move and changed direction. TC could not counter again and Willy's shoulder plowed right into TC's gut!

But TC's move and Willy's change in aim caused the top of Willy's head to land smack dab on the center of the turnbuckles. As TC folded in agony from the blow to his midsection Willy crumpled from the hit he had inadvertently given himself. Both tough warriors lay in a pile of arms and legs and sweating bodies in the corner.

It was going to be a race to see who could recover first. It had been a long hard fought match and both Wesley and Graham were screaming at their friends to get up and finish the other boy off.

TC shoved Willy off him and rolled to his hands and knees. His stomach ached like mad and he wanted nothing more than to lie back in a hot whirlpool and soak his pains away. He had not been hurt like this since he had taken on middleweight Ridley and been beaten soundly.

Willy was shoved over to his back and he held his head with both arms. TC tried for a cheap victory and tossed his body over Willy's but Willy was too close to the ropes and simply draped an arm over it to stop the referee's count.

TC at last felt good enough to try to do something. From a kneeling position he pulled Willy's head up. He drove a forearm smash into Willy's jaw slamming Willy's still spinning head back to the canvas. TC then pulled himself up using the ropes and walked around the ring a few times as he regained his senses.

Willy was still down as TC moved in and grabbed him by the feet and pulled him to the center of the ring. He decided Willy was in the prefect position for a figure four. As he applied the hold Willy had come around enough to stop it. He put a boot to TC's backside and shoved him away and into the ropes. Willy was up to a sitting position when TC came off the ropes with a body press. He landed flush across Willy's chest and had him pinned. Just as the referee's hand was about to hit a third time Willy got a shoulder up.

TC was pissed. He wanted this match over but Willy was refusing to go quietly. Willy knew he had to act fast or he was going to lose. He needed his head to stop spinning so he could finish this cocky new boy off once and for all.

Willy had gotten to his hands and knees but TC was already up to his feet and was closing in fast. Willy saw him coming in from behind and thrust a foot back and up nailing TC right in the pit of his already hurting stomach. TC winced and fell back. Willy got all the way up and wasted no time in moving in on TC.

TC was experienced in the ring but Willy was pushing him to the limits of his endurance and abilities. Fighting off the pin in his stomach TC threw a forearm bock up that connected with Willy's head snapping it back. Willy's head had already been spinning and he had just gotten it to stop when TC sent his world into a tailspin again. But Willy was a competitor of the highest caliber and he brushed it off. But another hard shot was too much for him and Willy's advance was halted. TC reached back for whatever he had left and surged forward landing a few more well placed shots to the head. Willy was sent backpedaling as TC drove forward.

Willy had had success with his shoulder blocks and as TC appeared to be gaining the upper, and probably winning, hand Willy lunged forward with his shoulder again. TC had been foiled twice by this move and was not about to let that go to three. He sidestepped and caught Willy under his sweaty and hairy armpits. With all he had left in his weary body TC hauled Willy up and held him upside down and vertical for just a moment before dropping down his quick piledriver.

Willy's throbbing head was slammed to the canvas. He fell over flat on his back. Everyone watching knew it was over. TC hooked the leg because he was a professional though it was not going to be necessary. The referee hit the canvas mat three times and the bell sounded.

"Here is you winner by pinfall, in his TW debut…TC!" The old JW fans cheered him as the referee held his arm up. The rest of the fans gave him and Willy too, a nice round of applause. Both young men had given their all.

It was when Wesley was making to get into the ring to see to Willy's condition that TC acted. He moved over and snatched up Willy's limp body and flung it at Wes. Willy hit the corner and slumped down it. Wesley immediately went over this friend. Willy was OK just a little dazed. But Wesley was furious. And he didn't hide his feelings as he glared at TC with a clenched jaw.

TC was spent, aching and tired. His sweaty chest heaved as he panted deeply and said, "Well…..Mister..Champ. Have I earned… A shot at…your cute little…….jacket now?"

Wesley got up from Willy's side and got nose to nose with TC. He spoke quietly but his feelings were loud as thunder as he said, "TC, next week it will be you and me right here getting it on. And I promise you you'll regret ever wanting to mix it up with me."

TC did not like to be challenged that way and made a move to mix it up with Wesley right then and there. But his friend Graham knew his ways and stopped TC from making a very bad mistake. Taking on Wesley in TC's current condition would have been suicide and Graham knew it even if TC didn't.

Both Graham and Wesley led their beaten and tired friends from the ring. If this match were any indication of how well TC fought the fans knew that next week there would be one heck of a title match to see.

As the action in the ring died off the fans settled back and waited for the evening's main event. Elton and Taylor were set to face off for the Middleweight title. The lights dimmed as the match got ready to be announced.