a challenge (Korey Kill)

[Ryan Green]

<>standing inside the awa ring is Ryan Green, his music, "Just Be Good to Green", by Prof Green is playing due to the fact that Ryan Green has just defeated a local talent in a quick match that saw Ryan Green hit a number of signature moves. The young man who has just received an arse beating is laids out on the canvas, Ryan Green calls for a mic and once in hand, calls for his music to be cut, which it is<>

"Korey Kill, seeing as you proved to be a guttless piece of crap last week when i stood in this ring and insulted you, i thought i would try it again, i thought i would try and get your attention, because we do have a match next monday night and i do at least want it to be made clear that i have beaten someone who is at the very least, able bodied.
And Korey, from what i have been hearing, you are indeed able bodied and in fact, meant to be one tough, mean, uncaring bastard!
The problem for you is that there is only room for ONE tough, mean, uncaring bastard in the awa and that is me, Mr Ryan Green!
Allow me to demonstrate"

<>Ryan Green calmly places the mic down by his feet, he then walks over to the fallen local talent and the fans begin to boo even more as he raises his right foot and hovers it over the chest of the helpless kid, seconds later the wrestling boot covered foot smashes down into the kids chest, a scream of pain is let out, his ribs possibly cracked, or at the very least he is left bruised and winded.
Ryan Green looks up with and out to the fans and smiles before stepping back and picking up the mic<>

"How about that? Beating on a defensless kid, probably not more than 19 years old, skinner than the crack whore slag sitting in the front row and probably out here tonight for 20 quid, or less if Mr Draven has anything to do with it, the tight bastard!"

<>Ryan Green waits as the fans continue to boo, the local talent squirms on the canvas, trying to comfort his injuries<>

"Not mean enough?
Ok!"

<>the mic is put down once again, Ryan Green slides out of the ring, pushes the time keeper from his chair, grabs it, folds it up and gets back into the ring.
he leaves the chair on the canvas for a moment as he grabs the kid and drags him to his feet, pushing him to the ropes and locking his arms between the top and middle.
Ryan Green picks up the chair and without remorse swings it straight into the already injured ribs before again, picking the mic up<>

"Come on Korey, give me something, come out here and have some fun, lets see how much a mother fucker you are, because you know what?
I am waiting to prove to you and to prove to everyone else watching and listening that i am not a nice man and that i will do what i want, when i want and without consequence because i am the rightful awa world heavyweight champion and no one, not Mr Draven and certainly not you Korey Kill are going to stop me from being the most successful bastard this business has ever seen!"

['The Sick' Korey Kill]

"Coming Undone" by Korn blasts over the pa-system and Green smiles a twisted smile, the crowd boos, and from the back comes the monster 'The Sick' Korey Kill and his manager Will Slick. Korey is glaring down at Green as he walks to the ring, Slick is whispering in his ear, and whatever he is telling Korey makes him smile his own twisted smile. Korey grabs the top rope jumping to the side of the ring and then he bounds over the top rope landing on his feet, fists in a tight clench, and he ruts his left foot as he were a bull sizing his fighter. Slick tosses Korey a microphone and his music dies away.

.::'The Sick' Korey Kill::.
"Mister Green when I first came down here I just had the intentions to beat your ass, give you a taste at just how mean and pissed off I am but I see"

Korey points to the beaten young man lying in the corner holding his ribs coughing and spitting trying to catch his breath, Korey smiled.

.::'The Sick' Korey Kill::.
"You wanting a pissing match with yours truely!"

Korey walks over to the young man laughing deeply as the young man held his hand up asking for help, Korey just kicked it away and looked at Green.

.::'The Sick' Korey Kill::.
"I want you to witness first hand what your in for when you step in this square to fight The Sick....Korey Kill!!"

Korey drops the microphone and grabs the young mans head picking him up to his feet, the crowd is roaring with boos for the two men in the ring and begin to throw trash at them. Green steps back letting Korey demonstrate just how 'mean' he was. Korey grabbed the young man by his hair making him look at him, then he smacks him on both sides of his already injured ribs, and the young man yells in extreme pain. Korey laughs.

Korey then kicks both of the young mans legs out then pushes his head down between Koreys legs, Korey yelled loudly into the booing air, and lifted the young man into the air in a pile driver position. Then Korey kicks both his own legs out dropping a sick straight legged piledriver! The young man flops away from Korey for second then stops moving, Korey rolls to his feet waving to Slick for something, and the crowd boos even louder.

Slick tosses Korey a small tazer! Korey catches it and as he is in mid catch he drops to his knees sticking the tazer to the young man who kicks around violently his body locked from the tazer. The crowd is furious and Korey loves it, he stops and grabs his microphone getting to his feet. Green looks unmused and golf claps Korey, this sends Korey into a frenzy. Korey then grabs the young lifeless body of the man he just brutilized straight up onto his feet and then slings him over his shoulders. He points to Green yelling to him, "This will happen to you!", and he military presses the young man above his head! The crowd is looking at this scene with hate for both Green and Korey, but the two men don't really give two shits. Korey walks a little circle holding the young man above his head taunting the crowd and then he takes two steps forward throwing the young man over the top rope onto the unforgiving cold cold hard concreate outside of the ring.

The young man bounces like a ragdoll and still continues to not move. Korey turns to Green picking up his microphone and he steps up into Green's face nose to nose with the other big man.

.::'The Sick' Korey Kill::.
"I'm ready for the dance MISTER GREEN AND I'M FUCKING MAD!"

Korey then slaps the face of Green out of pure rage! Korey wants to fight now or atleast break the confidence of Green...Will it work or will we just a good old brawl?!

[Whitey Ford]

::A rocket is heard flying overhead, and the fans cheer reactively. As the pyrotechnics explode on stage, 'Whitey' by Everlast starts to play over the PA system. Both of the men in the ring, not counting the ridiculously beaten-to-a-pulp local star, both turn with a look of curiosity. Ford walks out onto the stage slowly, waving his arms to goad the crowd into cheering louder, which they comply without a complaint. Whitey sports a black T shirt and blue jeans, the shirt stating in simple white text "Do Not Conform." He also has a microphone in one hand, and a pair of aviator sunglasses on. Whitey opts to stay on the stage instead of heading into the ring with the two volatile superstars, who would probably jump him just out of principle. Ford waits for his music to cut, and gives a soft laugh.::

Whitey Ford: Well, folks, before I decide to even comment on Mr. Kill's obviously outdated and overplayed hair style...let me just point out how tough these two individuals are. Now, I've been wrestling for more than a decade now. I've seen things that would make a man quiver; I've seen triumphs, losses, beatdowns, muggings, gangbangs, poker tournaments, satanic rituals, death by swingset, AND...I shit you not...sodomy via a steel pipe by a New York gangster to a rookie wrestler in an old federation. Trust me, my loyal fans...I have seen quite a few things in my illustrious, if not boozed up and smokey career.

::A soft cheer is heard for that statement from the crowd, out of respect for Whitey Ford.::

Whitey Ford: BUT...allow me to just say that I have NEVER...EEEEEVER...seen guys SO TOUGH that they beat up on a barely out of his teens local wrestler after he's already gone through a big match. I mean...he IS local wrestler, so he must be a fair challenge for someone as decorated as Mr. Green, correct? And Korey Kill showed that he has some skill, coming down and picking apart an already beaten to oblivion kid to 'prove a point.' Amazing, you two. That was a show of pure...whats the word I'm looking for..

::Ford cups his chin with two fingers, looking up at the sky for answers, a sarcastic contemplative pose. He snaps his fingers after coming to a conclusion.::

Whitey Ford: OH YEAH...total bullshit!

::Both Korey Kill and Ryan Green have both forgetten about each other for the moment, uniting their gaze upon Ford as he uses sarcasm as a weapon againts them. Neither take the disrespect lightly, it seems.::

Whitey Ford: Fucking A, Ryan! I beat up a midget once, but did I flaunt around like it was a big accomplishment? That kid isn't in the AWA's league, but was given a shot because fuckheads like you were headlining the show and needed to look good for the company's big return! Your an angry man, so you hurt...damn near harmless kids? You, sir, are a blooming idiot and I really hope I have you up next to put down after I embarass James Lucas this Anarchy.

::Ford laughs, but Green just looks on, a determined look upon his face clearly reading he's thinking about how many ways he can hurt the former World Champion.::

Whitey Ford: and YOU, Mr...Kill? Or Mr. Sick? Either way, I find myself feeling less intelligent just knowing that I'm wrestling in the same fucking federation as you. Your like one of them ICP juggaHo rejects, aren't you?

::Ford takes on a mimicking tone.::

Whitey Ford: "My names Korey Kill! I have Kill in my name, so that implies that I can kill people! I'm super violent because thats cool and you all will fear me before I AM violent...with my super cool name!" For fucks sake, man, just slap some facepaint on and call yourself Shaggy 2 Stupid and get it over with.

::Whitey stops, apparantly thinking of moving on with his 'tirade'...which is a bit out of character, with the comments coming off as less entertaining to the fans and just more offensive to the men in the ring. He returns to his mimicking tone, however.::

Whitey Ford: THE SICK...OOOO, thats fuckin' spooky, isn't it?

::Ford gives a very over exaggerated shudder.::

Whtiey Ford: I'm going to name myself SICK so people think I'm twisted and demented. Kid, you don't give yourself your own nicknames...its lame, so don't do it. And if someone gave you the nickname Sick, it was because they saw what kind of porno you watch. I hear it was called...one Green, four cups.

::This brings a self complimentary smile to Ford's face, and a draw of breath from the collective fans. Green is visibly...well, PISSED the fuck off, but keeps his composure otherwise than stepping close up to the ropes, contemplating whether or not to charge Whitey and beat him into a bloody pulp.::

Whitey Ford: But now that I have graced both of you little toughies with my words and presence alone...I have a bit of advice to share with you. Stay the FUCK out of my way...or you will be buried and forgetten like the rest of the fodder. Come Anarchy, you all will understand...

::Ford even gives a small glance to both sides of the arena.::

Whtiey Ford:...that the times, they are...a-changin'. You guys stay classy...there's an old folks home down the road if you guys want to prove how tough you are before eventually blowing each other.

::Ford doesn't even wait for his music to hit, and turns and stalks off stage. The music cue hits late, after Whitey is out of sight...showing that it was completely unplanned, and Ford even went against his own cue's.

Now what?::

[Ryan Green]

<>Green looks at the empty stage for a moment until remembering the matter at hand, he turns around and lifts the mic to his mouth<>

"what a thick dickhead! Just for the record, this talent young man who has had the honour if being beaten up by me is not 'barley out of his teens', he is IN his teens, he is 19 years old, in his prime, i fine example of a fighting machine and anyone else could well have fallen to his huge talent, but not me, not Ryan Green!

Anyway, back to you Korey, you met my challenge and you put on a decent show, you even slapped me across my handsome face, but the fact remains, come monday we will find out who the biggest bastard is, actually let me rephrase that, come monday you and everyone else will see who the biggest bastard is and thats Ryan Green."

<>Ryan Greenstands next to the ropes and then drops to the canvas, rolling underneath, looking to head up the ramp, but on the outside he stops. The young wrestler remains motionless on the concrete, the fans are booing and a look comes across Greens face, he looks almost concerned, he breaths out and puts the mic down before grabbing the kid and checking on him, slowly aiding him to his feet, standing face to face Green catches him as the kid falls into his arms, unable to stand on his own merit. Green looks back up at the ring and shakes his head before begining to move away with the kid, holding him up as they head for the ramp and a flutter of cheers begin.
Then he stops and BAM! Green kicks out with a knee which connects straight into the kids crown jewels! he drops to the metal ramp as the boos lift again, Green smirks and then SPITS on the kid before giving Korey one last look and then turning around and heading up the ramp<>