NON-TITLE TAG TEAM MATCH: Part I punk_wrestler2000

**HB / Kane Vs Mark / Dillon**

HB and Kane were still in disbelief that Corwin and Drew had defeated Kale and Trace. They entered the locker room in stunned silence as they contemplated their upcoming non-title match with the new comers, Mark and Dillon.

HB knew Mark and Dillon from his days on the streets and as a former gang member. He knew they were tough underhanded devious fighters.

Mark and Dillon knew they could not get a title shot, but they wanted to prove their strength and challenge the tag champs. Even a non-title victory would be a big boost to their careers in TW.

Mark was 17 years old and stood all of 5'8, but he was a muscular little dude. He had moves and power that could show the bigger guys the lights quickly. His partner and best friend, Dillon, was also a mean hard teen. Dillon was 16 and stood 5'11 and weighed 175 pounds.

Both street smart teens knew they could handle the Thug Boys.

As the match was introduced, HB and Kane strutted to the ring with their recently acquired tag team jackets. Both bore a cocky expression. Both knew they were unbeatable.

"Ladies and gentlemen our next match is a NON-TITLE tag team match. First entering the ring are the Champs at a combined weight of 329 pounds, HB AND KANE."
The audience booed loudly as the champs made their way to the ring.

"Their opponents for this non title event are newcomers to TW. They enter the match at a combined weight of 342 pounds. They are Mark and Dillon.

Mark and Dillon received a luke warm reception. The audience knew nothing about the two rough and rugged looking teens.

Mark and Dillon were ready to fight. They leapt over the top ropes and greeted HB and Kane with a double elbow smash to the chest. Before HB and Kane could recover, Mark and Dillon whipped them to the ropes and back body dropped them over the top rope. HB and Kane hit the ring floor hard.

Mark and Dillon did not wait as they moved to the apron and knee dropped their two opponents. HB and Kane were hurting as the street fighters took it to them before the bell rang.

Mark drug Kane to his feet and dropped him with a hard fist to the groin. Dillon had HB raised over his head and slammed him to the arena floor. As HB arched up Dillon planted a boot to his sternum.

The referee and the TW officials finally broke the melee up and moved the wrestlers to the ring.

The bell sounded and a winded Kane moved face Dillon.

Dillon was loaded for bear. He moved towards the muscular black teen and drove the point of his boot into Kane's ripped stomach. Kane flailed back into a neutral corner. Dillon followed landing three hard closed fists to Kane's abs. Kane grunted and doubled over. Dillon brought his elbow down across Kane's neck, sending the black teen sprawling to the mat.

The audience was cheering loudly ad HB and Kane were finally on the receiving end of some punishment.

Dillon reached down and locked Kane's arms behind his back and walked him over to Mark. Kane was struggling to break free. Dillon rammed his knee to Kane's lower back.

Hb had seen enough he slipped through the ropes and drove a kidney punch to Dillon.

Dillon released his grip on Kane and turned to fend off his attacker. As he turned Kane swung a forearm between his legs.

Dillon dropped to his knees in agony. HB slammed a big knee lift to his face and vacated the ring.

Dillon was down with blood squirting form his nose and a throbbing sensation in his crotch.

Dillon struggled to his feet, but Kane was all over him. Kane shoved him back into HB's waiting arms.

HB hooked Dillon's arms and held them tight. Kane drove three hard gutpunches to Dillon's lower belly. Dillon could not double over.

HB released Dillon and took the tag from Kane. They each took an arm and flung Dillon to the ropes. As Dillon recoiled they met him with a double fist to the gut. Dillon dropped to his knees holding his stomach.

Kane exited the ring and let his partner take over.

Dillon knew he had to make a tag. He lunged for Mark but was cut off by HB.

HB drug Dillon up by his hair, then slammed him hard to the mat. Dillon arched up. As he did HB dropped both knees to his stomach.

HB rolled Dillon to his stomach and locked on a brutal boston crab. Dillon was in agony as HB worked him over.

Mark slipped through the ropes and slammed HB with a clothes line across the throat. Mark followed with a hard stomp to the solar plexus. Mark slipped back out of the ring, but not before dragging Dillon close enough to tag.

Dillon tagged Mark then tumbled through the ropes. He needed this time to recover.

Mark grabbed HB's leg and pulled him away from Kane, just short of the tag. He drug HB to his feet, then atomic dropped him to the mat. HB fell to the mat face first. Mark hit the ropes and drove his elbow to HB's back.

Mark rolled HB to his back and double stomped his ripped abs. HB yelled out as his powerful stomach muscles felt the 167 pounds on his opponent crushing them.

Mark stepped from HB's torso. He reached down and drug the winded teen to his feet. He locked HB in a head lock. He cinched it in and turned from the referees view. Mark drove a thumb to HB's throat, further winding the hard ass teen.

Kane was chomping at the bit to get back in. He and his partner were not used to this much of a challenge.

Mark started to walk HB across to his partner. HB found some inner strength and powered an elbow to Mark's belly. He then flung Mark to the ropes. Kane was ready. As Mark hit the ropes, Kane's knee slammed into Mark's lower back. Mark dropped to his knees.

HB quickly tagged Kane in. Kane moved in on Mark. He flung him to the corner, then followed him in with a huge shoulder block. Kane then lifted Mark and draped him over the top turnbuckle. Kane stood back and landed two brutal kicks to Mark's wide open chest. Mark fell to the mat breathing hard.

Kane lifted Mark to his feet and hurled him to the ropes. As Mark recoiled Kane caught the teen in his arms and power slammed him to the mat. Kane's 159 pounds came down on Mark's chest.

Kane hooked Mark's leg going for the pin. Mark kicked out on two.

Kane looked incredulous as Mark found an inner strength to kick out.

Kane stood from Mark and stomped his abs. Mark withered on the mat in agony and gasping for breath.

Dillon was fresh and rested. He wanted back in, but Kane was cutting the ring off.

Kane again whipped a weakened Mark to the ropes. As Mark came off Kane locked him in a sleeper hold.

That was enough for Dillon. He started through the ropes and was met by HB. HB dropped Dillon with a hard kick to the balls. Dillon curled up in a heap on the mat.

HB stepped back and landed two hard kicks to Dillon's ribs. He then lifted the tough street-fighter to his feet.

He nodded to Kane who back Mark to one corner. HB backed Dillon to another. They flung the two muscular teens towards each other.

Dillon and Mark hooked each other's arm to avoid the impact. They headed back towards HB and Kane, catching their two opponents with brutal clothes lines across the throats.

The impact knocked HB over the top rope. Mark and Dillon were now free to double team Kane.

Mark lifted Kane to his feet and chicken winged his arms. Dillon stepped forward and started hammering on Kane's muscular torso. Dillon was driving in some hard brutal punches to Kane's navel.HB was still down outside the ring. He did not know his partner was getting the crap pounded out of him.

Dillon stopped his punching. He and Mark whipped Kane to the ropes. They met the tough teen with a double knee to the gut, followed by a double elbow to the back of the head. Kane dropped to his knees and took a double front kick to the chest and stomach.

Dillon and Mark then lifted a hurting Kane and double gutbusted him over their knees. Kane was in a world of hurt.

Dillon moved to the ring apron to make sure HB was still down. He saw HB getting slowly to his feet. Dillon launched a drop kick at HB sending him hurling back to the steel barrier.

In the ring, Mark had lifted Kane into a torture rack. Kane was trying to hold back his submission.

Mark increased the pressure.

The audience were on there feet as it looked like HB and Kane were about to suffer their first defeat.

When Kane would not submit, Mark raised him over his head and dropped him across his knee.

Kane thought he would black out from the impact to his abs. He could not breathe. Mark lifted Kane and locked on a sleeper hold. He swept Kane's legs and cinched in a rear body scissors. Mark had Kane tied up in the center of the ring. Kane was going out.

Outside the ring HB and Dillon were slugging it out. Dillon was getting the worst of it, as he learned HB was an accomplished boxer. HB finally landed a hard right hand to Dillon's throat, dropping the mean street-fighting teen.

HB quickly headed for the ring, but Dillon grabbed his foot. HB kicked Dillon in the head forcing him to let go. HB climbed to the ring just as the ref was raising Kane's hand for the third time. The ref called for the bell as Kane's hand again fell limply to the mat.

HB was livid as the match went to the new comers. He moved quickly to his partner's aide. HB drove a hard boot to Mark's head forcing him to break the sleeper hold on Kane.

Mark shot to his feet. He faced off with HB. Mark was gloating. "So you guys are not unbeatable. To bad this was a non-title bout. Next time we will take your titles. That is if Corwin and Drew don't beat us to it."

HB lost it at the mention of Corwin and Drew. He lunged at mark landing a solid kick to his balls. As Mark doubled over, HB DDT'd him to the mat.

HB then lifted the teen and applied a tombstone pile driver. Mark was out cold in the center of the ring.

Mark and Dillon may have won the fight, but they lost the war.

HB helped Kane to his feet and the tag champs made their way back to the locker room. They were sore and knew they had been in one hell of a fight. Next time they would fight Mark and Dillon's fight. They had taken the newcomers to lightly.

Dillon had crawled into the ring and was assisting Mark back to his feet. Mark was groggy but allowed Dillon to assist him.

The audience cheered loudly as Mark and Dillon's hands were raised in victory.

They knew if Corwin and Drew could not defeat HB and Kane, that Mark and Dillon could.

Mark and Dillon were sore, but they had proven themselves. They had whipped the champs.

As they entered the locker room they were met by Corwin and Drew.

Corwin and Drew went to congratulate them. Mark and Dillon slapped their hands away. "Don't bother. If you guys whip HB and Kane we are coming after you. If you win you will only be champs for a week. We will crush you." Dillon said as his eyes bore into the two pretty boys.

Corwin and Drew looked at each other, then back to the two tough guys. Without warning Corwin and Drew attacked. They bull dogged Mark and Dillon to the locker room floor. This was uncharacteristic of Corwin and Drew, but they had, had enough,

"Don't screw with us, boys. We are not going to take crap from anyone, anymore. Maybe you guys want a match before we take the titles?" Corwin said as he and Drew looked down at the two tough guys.

Mark slowly got to his feet. "Wednesday night. The winner gets the title shot. And we all know who that will be."

Corwin smiled, then dropped Mark with a hard fist to his unflexed abs. "Yeah we do. Wednesday, Drew and I will take you and Dillon apart, piece by piece. Then we will take the titles from the CHUMPS."

Corwin and Drew exited the locker room. They had a busy week coming up.

Mark and Dillon got to their feet. They knew come Wednesday, they would crush the pretty boys. Corwin and Drew were no match for their underhanded abilities.