Mark / Dillon Vs Corwin / Drew: Part 1 punk_wrestler2000

Corwin and Drew were in the locker room preparing for this special Wednesday card at TW. They knew if they were to best Mark and Dillon they had to be on top of their game plan. Mark and Dillon had defeated HB and Kane in a NON-TITLE match just a few days ago.

Corwin and Drew had tried to congratulate the two tough teens but had been rebuffed. Corwin and Drew then had attacked, bull-dogging the two teens to the locker room floor. Challenges had ensued and now a match had been signed that the winner would face HB and Kane for the titles.

Corwin and Drew only had one defeat in TW. Mark and Dillon only had one victory, but it had come against the TW Tag Team champs. Now Corwin and Drew would be facing this team of thugs.

Mark and Dillon were not the least bit nervous. They had knocked off the undefeated HB and Kane. Now they would hand the Prima Donna team of Corwin and Drew their second loss. They planned on crushing the pretty boys.

They wanted to beat the hell out of them. After they were done it would be a while before Corwin and Drew stepped into the ring.

Mark took a few seconds to load his right boot. Dillon placed a roll of quarters in his tights. Yes, they were going to put an ass whipping on Corwin and Drew like the pretty boys never felt before.As was now their style Mark and Dillon asked to be introduced first. They had plans for the pretty boys as soon as they got in the ring.

The special tag team match was the lead off event.

The arena was filled to the rafters as it always was when Corwin and Drew wrestled. The young ladies loved watching the good-looking pretty boys strut their stuff and crush their opponents.

"Ladies and gentlemen our first match is a tag team challenge match. Winner of this match will meet HB and Kane for the titles on Saturday night. First making their way to the ring at a combined weight of 342 pounds are Mark and Dillon. Last week Mark and Dillon, known as the THUGS, soundly defeated HB and Kane in a NON-TITLE match."

"Mark, stands 5'8. He is 17 years old and weighs 167 pounds. His partner is 16 years of age, stands 5'11 and weighed in at 175 pounds."

The audience gave them a warm reception. They had enjoyed seeing HB and Kane defeated.

The referee checked both thugs over. The announcer began his next intro.

Their opponents weighing in at a combined weight of 327 pounds need no introduction to the ladies."

Before he could continue the arena was in an uproar. Everyone knew who was making their way down the aisle.

Mark and Dillon were ready. They did not want Corwin and Drew to even make it to the ring.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, the challengers, Corwin and Drew."

Corwin and Drew looked pumped. Their bodies were hard and primed. They strutted to the ring clad in their traditional loin clothes. They were ready to fight.

They stepped on the ring apron and were promptly greeted with elbow smashes to the head ad Mark and Dillon stormed across the ring.

Corwin and Drew grabbed the top rope to halt their fall to the floor. Mark grabbed Corwin's head and brought his throat down over the top rope. Corwin lost his balance and fell to the floor.

Dillon grabbed Drew and suplexed him into the ring over the top rope. As Drew hit the canvas back first, Mark drove his loaded boot to Drew's ribs.

Drew felt the kick tear into his ribs and rolled under the bottom rope. Corwin helped Drew to his feet.

The referee finally got Mark and Dillon to their corner and allowed Corwin and Drew to stand to the apron. Both were breathing hard from the unexpected attack.

Drew told Corwin to watch Mark's right foot, that the boot was loaded. Corwin nodded and stepped through the ropes. He would do his best to give Drew a rest before tagging him in.

Dillon stepped through the ropes to meet Corwin. Dillon had both the weight and height on his more muscular opponent.

Corwin was ready to fight. He circled with Dillon, then launched a standing drop kick to Dillon's head. Dillon easily avoided the kick and Corwin landed on the mat. Corwin rolled to avoid a kick to the head and shot to his feet.

Dillon raised his hands for a contest of strength.

The two tough ruggedly built teens entwined their fingers. Corwin grunted as Dillon exuded raw muscle power and drove him to his knees. Dillon drove Corwin back until his shoulders were on the mat along with his knees. Corwin bridged up to keep his shoulders from the mat. Dillon straddled him and dropped a knee to his stomach.

Corwin's bridge broke and he fell back to the mat.

Dillon released his hands and lifted Corwin by his hair and pulled him into a headlock. Dillon rammed a closed fist to Corwin's face and followed with a thumb to the throat.

Corwin gagged and struggled, but the hold was cinched in tight. Dillon walked Corwin to Mark. Dillon then held Corwin's belly exposed as Mark drove his loaded boot to Corwin's lower gut.

Corwin let out a rush of air as Mark's boot dug in deeply. Corwin collapsed to the mat clutching his stomach.

Mark and Dillon then lifted Corwin and double gutbusted him. Corwin rolled around the mat clutching his stomach.

Mark lifted Corwin into a full nelson and tagged Dillon back in. Dillon turned his back to the ref and dug his hands into his trunks. He clutched the roll of quarters in his right fist. Dillon powered back and drove his fist hard to Corwin's exposed gut. Corwin let out a scream of pain as his abs were busted.

Mark was holding Corwin erect so he could not double over. Dillon powered in a second loaded punch. Corwin was gasping for breath as the two thugs worked him over.

Drew was livid as he watched his best friend take a beating in the thug's corner. He started through the ropes but the ref headed him off.

Mark and Dillon went to work on Corwin.

Mark handed Corwin to Dillon. Mark stood back and drove his loaded boot to Corwin's groin. Corwin screamed in agony as he felt his balls being busted hard. Dillon let Corwin sink to his knees. Mark then drove his thumb to Corwin's throat. Both guys then gripped Corwin's arms and flung him to the ropes. As Corwin recoiled they double back body dropped him over the top rope.

Corwin hit the floor with a loud thud. Drew was over to assist his partner quickly.

Drew could see Corwin was out on his feet. Mark and Dillon had beaten the crap out of him with their underhanded double teaming efforts. Drew was irate.

Drew helped Corwin to his feet. He looked Corwin in the eyes, seeing for the first and only time a defeated expression. Drew shook his head. "Hang on buddy. Tag me in. We can take them."

Corwin nodded slowly. He was sore.

Mark watched as Corwin climbed slowly to the apron. Mark moved over and assisted Corwin back into the ring with a suplex. As Corwin hit the mat, Dillon leapt off the top rope and landed an elbow to Corwin's already sore gut.

Corwin curled into a ball and rolled towards Drew. Corwin was just reaching out to tag when Mark slammed a kick to his gut that drove him away from Drew.

Mark turned and looked at Drew and grinned. He then swung a fist towards Drew's face. Drew blocked and rammed a karate thrust to Mark's throat.

Mark back-stepped. Corwin noticed Mark had not covered him or continued his assault. He turned to see Dillon heading his way. Corwin dug deep and rolled towards his corner. He felt Dillon grasping his feet.

Corwin stretched and his fingers just touched Drew's extended hand. The ref saw the tag and ordered Dillon to let Corwin go.

Drew was through the ropes. He first slammed a kick to Mark's head, sending him through the ropes. Drew was pissed. Dillon still had a hold of Corwin's foot. Drew took aim and dropped a closed fist to Dillon's head. Drew's fist impacted with Dillon's nose. Blood began to squirt from the tough thug's nose.Dillon yelled out and complained to the ref, but the ref was counting Mark out. Mark was the legal man in the ring.

Corwin crawled out of the ring for a much needed break. As he stood on the apron he noticed Mark struggling to stand. Corwin could not stop himself. He leapt off the apron and drove a boot to Mark's chest. Mark stumbled but did not drop. Corwin rolled and drove a fist to his groin. Mark dropped to his knees.

Corwin quickly moved back to his corner. He did not want a DQ.

Drew in the mean time had Dillon hoisted high in the air. He slammed the teen down over the top rope gut first. He then used a sling shot move to hurl Dillon to the mat. Drew waited till the ref turned his back and dropped a knee to Dillon's groin.

Drew knew Dillon was not the legal man in the ring, but he was going to pay him back first. He gripped Dillon's head and lifted him to his feet. The ref had gone back to counting Mark out. Drew raked Dillon's eyes, then drove a fist to his Adam's apple. Dillon gasped for air. Drew then did the unheard of. He reached into Dillon's trunks and pulled out the roll of quarters. He clutched them in his hand as he drove Dillon to the corner. Drew pulled his fist back and rammed it into Dillon's gut. Dillon slumped in the corner gasping for breath.

Drew drove the loaded fist to Dillon's gut two more times. Dillon was now in a world of hurt as his tactics were turned against him by one of the good guys.

Mark had finally climbed to the apron. Drew did a baseball like slide and hit Mark right in the face and knocked him back to the arena floor. Corwin moved over to assist Mark back into the ring.

Mark's nose and lip were now squirting blood.

Corwin drug Mark to his feet, slammed a combination to his gut and rolled the winded teen under the bottom ropes and into his partner's waiting hands.

Drew lifted Mark up. One hand went around his throat the other still clutching the roll of quarters, sent a punch to Mark's navel. Mark coughed and gasped for breath.

Drew flung Mark into Dillon. Both teens were sagging in the corner.

Drew tossed the roll of quarters to Corwin. Corwin snagged them with his right hand and then slipped over behind Dillon. Corwin drove a kidney punch to Dillon, as Drew pulled Mark out of the corner.

Dillon dropped to his knees. Corwin drug Dillon out of the ring. He stood the muscular teen to his feet and began to pound the crap out of him. Corwin was not usually mean, but he and Drew had taken enough crap.

Corwin finally nailed Dillon with a right cross that sent him to the floor face first. Dillon was almost out of it. Now it was time to finish this.

Corwin stepped back to his spot on the apron. He tossed the roll of quarters under the ring.

In the ring, Drew was whipping Mark to the ropes. Mark grabbed the rope to stop his recoil. Drew had already lowered his head for a back body drop. Mark kicked his loaded boot and the mat and prepared to drive it to the side of Drew's head. Corwin knew what was coming. He slipped behind Mark and grabbed his legs. Mark went down face first.

Drew saw what was happening and landed an elbow drop to Marks' back.

Dillon was still out of it. Drew tagged Corwin who climbed to the top rope. Drew whipped Mark to the ropes, caught him and power slammed him. As Drew stood off he climbed the ropes. He and Corwin leapt in unison and landed elbows to Mark's prone body. Drew's struck the boy's stomach, Corwin's the boy's chest.

Dillon was just climbing back to his feet, as Corwin hooked Mark's legs and pinned his shoulder's to the mat.Drew saw Dillon and quickly nailed him with a drop kick. Dillon lost his balance and flailed back into the ring barrier. Drew followed landing a hard kick to his stomach. As Dillon doubled, Drew brought a knee lift to his head.

Dillon collapsed in a heap.

Inside the ring, Corwin had gotten the three count on Mark. Corwin stood from Mark. The ref had turned to signal the announcer. Corwin looked at Drew who nodded. Corwin then dropped a closed fist to Mark's sternum.

Corwin next pulled the defeated teen to his feet. He whipped him to the ropes. As Mark recoiled, Corwin caught him and pressed him over his head. He tossed Mark over the top rope and down onto Dillon.

HB and Kane had seen enough. They charged the ring.

"Corwin, watch out." Drew shouted as he saw the champs heading under the ropes. Drew was back in the ring. He and Corwin stood ready to face HB and Kane.

Drew made a come on motion. "Come on chumps. RIGHT HERE. RIGHT NOW."

Kane charged Drew. Drew was ready, He side-stepped and drove his knee deep into Kane's gut. Kane grunted but did not go down. Drew swung a closed fist to the side of Kane's head. As Kane's head snapped up, Drew drove a thrust to his throat. Kane dropped to his knees. Drew stepped back and kicked the tough punk in his gut.

HB had Corwin in the corner and was slugging mightily on his torso. Corwin had already taken a hard beating, and HB's assault was hard for him to counter. HB finally drove a wicked right hand to Corwin's head, dazing him. As Corwin slumped, HB gripped his arms and dropped him over the top rope. He then turned to assist Kane.

Drew was preparing to stomp Kane's abs, when HB hit him with an elbow across the neck. Drew dropped to his knees. HB kicked him in the head and staggered him. Kane was back on his feet as HB lifted Drew into a full nelson. Kane smiled as he started pounding on Drew's ripped body. Drew felt the hard punches tearing in.

"You're nothing but a Pretty Boy. We will crush you and your wimp partner Saturday night." Kane said as he drove power punch after power punch to Drew's wide-open torso.

Neither HB or Kane saw Corwin climbing the ropes. Corwin leapt and brought his elbow down on HB's head. HB released Drew, who fell to his knees. Kane reared back to deliver a knee to Drew's head, but Drew dropped and brought a forearm between his legs. Kane let out a yell and dropped to his knees.

Drew rolled Kane to his back and gripped both of his legs. Drew used Kane's legs for leverage. He swung and dropped a double stomp to Kane's abs. Kane coughed as his wind was forced from his lungs. Drew swung and dropped a second double stomp to Kane's torso.Corwin had HB locked in the corner in a sleeper hold. HB was almost out.

Finally four more TW officials made their way to the ring to break the melee up. It took all four of them to pull Corwin and Drew off from HB and Kane.

The four teens stood in the ring glaring at each other. All four wanted to end this now.

"Next week PETTY BOYS. Next week we will beat you so bad you and your boy friend will quit TW. This is a man's sport, not a sport for wimps and PRETTY BOYS." Kane said as his eyes bore into Corwin and Drew.

Drew made a come on motion. "Come on, wuss. Right now. You and I. I will kick your black ass now or later. I will show you this PRETTY BOY can fight. Come on, WIMP."

Kane tried to pull away from the official.

"Knock it off all of you. This will be settled next week. If you want to settle it now take it outside. For now this is over until Saturday."

All four beaten up teens nodded. HB and Kane stepped from the ring. They turned to look at Corwin and Drew. "You guys are dead Saturday. Be prepared for a brawl. Remember there are no count outs in a title match. No DQ'S. We get a break, then your beating will continue. We will make you both suffer before we make you submit." Kane said. He was frying about Drew's kicking his black ass comment.

Drew and Corwin just smiled, "That goes both ways. Sounds to me like you guys are scared. Maybe you want to just hand over the titles and save yourselves some embarrassment?"

HB and Kane tried to charge the ring but the officials blocked their way. HB snarled, "Next week. You guys will get the beating of your lives."

Corwin and Drew headed to the locker room. They were sore. They had now had two tough matches in four days and one severe parking lot ass-kicking. They had three days to prepare to take on HB and Kane. They wondered if they would be ready.

Mark and Dillon slolwy made their way to the locker room. They knew no matter who won the tag match, that their fight with Corwin and Drew, or HB and Kane was not over.

They would challenge the winners to a match immediately.