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Chapter 13

By: Silverback Christianpaw

"The following contest is a Falls Count Anywhere match, and is for the GRR Tag Team Championship. The only way to win this match is for a team member to pin one of their opponents."

Testify

The husky brothers go out first, the champions always enter last. Zenaku and I stand in a dark corner as I sniff his fur and kiss him deeply. Our muzzles make a little snap sound as our swirling tongues pull away from each other.

"Are you ready?" he asks me.

"Yep, are you?" I smile and pinch his nipple.

"Yeah, I watched some tapes of past falls count anywhere matches. It's going to be a crazy match, so you are going to have to put your body on the line tonight if we are going to keep these titles, you understand?"

I give his nipple a little lick, "Yes sir, hehe."

He grabs me by my ears and looks deep into my eyes, "I'm being very serious foxy. We could lose the championships tonight if we don't focus."

My mind comes out of dreamland, "Right. I will. Don't worry."

He smiles, "Good boy," Kiss.

Our music comes on and we both walk out past the black curtain and down the ramp. The stage lights sparkle on us, sparkling on the championships as we walk out. I love being champion with Zenaku, I am on cloud nine. I never thought I could be this happy.

We both get into the ring. I stare down the two huskies who are already talking amongst themselves to go over their strategy. The referee takes the titles and raises them over his head, signaling to the fans that the championships are at stake.

Ding-ding. The bell sounds and the two huskies immediately scramble out of the ring and split up as they both hop over the guard rail into the fans and start running their separate ways. I get out of the ring as fast as I can and hop over the guard rail to chase down Nubis Husky while my wolfy goes after Light.

Nubis keeps running, down the aisle between the seas of cheering fans and up the stairs. He hops over another retaining wall into the next section. The security guards follow me as I keep running up the stairs and hop over the second retaining wall after him. I can't see him anymore. The fans start cheering and patting me on the back as I look around for my opponent. But all I see are excited fans cheering and screaming right in front of me.

"Hah!" Nubis pops out of nowhere and hits me in the face. I step backward, almost about to fall but a couple of teenagers keep me standing. I fire back with a right of my own on my opponent. He fires another, I fire another, he punches again, I punch him again, and pretty soon we are matching fist for fist pounding away at each other right there in the middle of the crowd.

I punch Nubis in the face, he backs up into the retaining wall. I rear back and hit him with a sidekick and he falls over the rail and hits the concrete path dividing the sections of fans.

A very heavy-looking female skunk cheers in my ear as I step over the rail to meet my opponent again. I see the referee standing near us to make sure he doesn't miss the pinfall. They probably have two referees now assigned for this match now that everybody is split up. I just hope Zenaku doesn't get pinned.

Nubis gets himself back to his feet. I grab him by his ears but he swats me away and hits me in the face with his elbow. I step back for a second but it was one second too many as he wraps his arms around my waist and suplexes me on the cement floor.

SMACK!

"Ahh! Shit!" I squirm holding my lower-back as it and my tailbone immediately seer-up in pain. He goes for the cover. I hear the referee's paw smack the cement floor as he counts,

"1 . . . 2 . . ." I kick out and the fans on both sides of us cheer. Nubis almost rips my ear out of socket as he picks me back up to my feet. I swat his arms away like he did with me and I kick him in the gut. He hunches over in pain. I grab the waistband of his trunks and hook the back of his head. I lift him off his feet for a mere second and crash him down across my knee with a gutbuster. He grovels over in pain clutching at his stomach. He rolls over until he almost falls into the next set of stairs. I give him a kick to his side and he starts rolling down the steps. I look out at the fans as they cheer me on. I make my way down the steps after him. Nubis stops himself halfway down. He uses one of the fans to help him up as I walk down after him. I come up to him and I grab him by his shoulder--

SPLISH! He spits a muzzle full of water in my face. The water immediately gets in my eyes. I get hit in the head with what feels like a water bottle as I try to rub the water away. I fall back on my ass wiping the water out of my eyes.

When my vision becomes clear again I see Nubis, with a limp, walking down the steps towards the ringside area. I get back up and run down the steps after him. I run faster as I get closer to him until we are at the aisle at the bottom of the arena when I hit him in the back of the head with a double-axe handle (fists clenched together). He turns around and I grab him by his wrist and shoot him into the wall and he goes flying over it and back out to the ringside area. I step over the wall after him.

"Ohhh!" the fans opposite of us jeer as my Zenaku is victim of a vertical suplex on the floor. I walk past Nubis and find Light getting up to his feet after hitting the suplex. I hit him in the face with a good jab but he comes back with a punch so hard it causes me to almost turn my body completely around. Light grabs me by the back of my head and rams me headfirst into the steel ring post.

"Ohhhh!" the fans yell as I lay on the ground feeling the pain wrap all around my head. I hear objects hitting against each other as I try to get back up. I stand and turn around to Light and get the top part of a steel chair get driven into my gut. I back up a few steps and get hit a second time in the gut. I turn around to look for a weapon--

FWAP! Nubis and Light both hit me in the head with steel chairs. I fall down to the ground as both sides of my head feel like they were just shot with a jolt of electricity. One of the huskies go for the cover, I'm so dizzy I can't tell which one.

The referee counts, "1 . . . 2 . . ." I kick out.

Zenaku

I strain to get back to my feet. I hold my back in pain as the two brothers roll my foxy into the ring. I walk around the ring; I don't want them to notice me. They pick him up to his feet and shoot him into the ropes. Testify runs across the ring, I see both huskies standing right next to the ropes. I grab both of the huskies by their ankles and they fall over. I pull them out of the ring and grab them both by their hair and clunk their heads together. They both hit the floor instantly and squirm clutching at their own heads. Knuckleheads.

I slide back into the ring. My foxy looks a little fatigued as he uses the ropes to keep vertical,

"Are you okay?" I ask.

"Yeah. Throw me on top of them," he says faintly.

"Huh?"

"Pick me up and toss me on top of them."

"Are you sure love?"

"Yes, throw me on top of them."

I shrug my shoulders and hoist his little sexy body up over my head. The fans cheers grow louder and louder as I walk across the ring to the two huskies getting back to their feet and I toss Testify over the top rope. He lands on top of the two bothers, taking them back down to the floor. The fans cheer and clap like crazy. What a pop.

Testify goes for the cover on Nubis and the referee counts, "1 . . . 2 . . ." he kicks out.

The fans continue cheering from the high-risk move. We are going to have to add that to our set of moves.

I climb out of the ring and try to pick Light Husky up by his hair and back to his feet. His legs are wobbly as I get him up. I grab him by his wrist and shoot him into the steel steps at the corner of the ring.

CRASH! He hits them knees-first before flipping over them and landing on his side.

"Yeah! Kick his ass Zenaku! Kick his ass!" a big bear holding a beer and a half-eaten hotdog in the front row says in appreciation.

I get down on my knees to go for a pin when I feel somebody's fist land across the back of my neck,

"Gruh!" I fall over as the other brother starts stomping away at my side. I try to brave his kicks and hit him in the stomach with my elbow, but can't reach him I feel a clubbing blow on my back from the other husky. Then some more shots to my gut from the other. The numbers game is starting to catch up to me and I need to get out of this situation.

Both husky brothers get me back up and grab me by my wrists and throw me into the security wall.

BAM!

"Ohhh!" some of the fans say as I hit the wall. I keep my arms centered over the wall to keep standing while my spine jolts in pain. I can't let them get the advantage over me, or it's goodbye tag team championship.

Nubis decks me across the face hard which makes me stumble to the entrance ramp. I feel more blows to my back as I walk.

"Hyah!" Testify tackles Nubis down to the ground. I grab Light by the arm and pull him into a heavy knee to his gut. Testify and Nubis roll around on the ramp hammering away at each other.

I grab Light and keep punching at his face. I punch over and over and over again, trying to get him farther and farther up the ramp so we can hit a move. Testify stands Nubis back up and kicks him in the gut, I kick Light in the gut, they both hunch over in pain. Testify hooks Nubis' head, I hook Light's head, we both go to pick them up off their feet but Nubis breaks away from Testify and clothesline's him down on the steel. Light breaks away from me and they both give me a good kick to the gut. I hunch over and they both hook my head and before I know it they vertical suplex me on the steel ramp.

"Ahh! Shit!" I bang my feet on the ramp to try and cope with the immense pain in my back.

Testify

I try to get myself back up after hitting the back of my head on the ramp, the pain throbbing. I try to shake it away.

I look around but all I see is the excited crowd and my wolf-love lying on ramp right next to me. The husky brothers are gone.

Sniff-sniff-sniff. I follow their scent. It continues to the top of the ramp. They escaped to the backstage area. I pat my partner on the shoulder,

"We have to go after them."

"Right behind you," he wheezes.

I run up the ramp and throw back the black curtain. I see the technical crew and a few employees watching the monitors with their headsets, but no husky brothers.

"Where did they--oof!" I get hit with a chair to the back. I fall to my knees holding my back in pain as Nubis circles me with the chair in paw.

FWAP! He smacks the steel across the top of my head. I fall down to the cold concrete floor.

CLANK! The chair suddenly falls onto the floor as Zenaku takes Nubis down to the floor and tries to get him in an armbar. Light gives him a kick to his back. I reach out and grab the husky's ankle. He slips when he mistakenly steps on the chair and falls down to the floor. I tackle him and fire away at his face.

The match is getting crazier and crazier with each and every passing moment; I need to somehow restore order if I can so I can concentrate long enough to get the Final Breath in.

Me and my opponent make our way back up,

"Ohh!" I yelp when he hits me with a very hard knee to the gut. He grabs me by the ear and slams me headfirst into catering table. I fall off the table and onto the floor. Energy drinks and bottles of ice tea fall off the table and explode everywhere.

I grab one of the bottles of tea that popped open when it fell and think back to earlier when I got water spit in my face. At this point I don't even remember which husky was the one that did it, but I know I can't let that go.

Light grabs me by the shoulder. I take a quick swig of the tea and spit it right in his face.

"Ugh!" he lets go of me to wipe it off.

BAM! I punch him in the face. He growls as he wipes the tea out of his eyes. He barks swinging for a right hook. I duck underneath it, get him in a waistlock from behind and with all my strength, german suplex him onto the table.

CRACK! CRASH! The table breaks and all the drinks and food-stuffs fall into his lap. I quickly look around and see the referee is still right next to us ready to make the count. I get covered in a green, fizzy energy-drink as I go for the cover. The referee counts,

"1 . . . 2 . . ."

"No!" Light says kicking out.

I pounce immediately back to my feet. My teeth stick out as I look for a weapon to use, but all I can see are TV-monitors that are planted into the walls. Grr, I can't believe being dropped through a table didn't keep him down for three seconds.

I look around at everybody who's around us; some of the wrestlers, some technical people, the referee, and the cameraman filming us.

"Hey!" I grab the camera-wire, almost pulling the big, heavy camera off the guy's shoulder and wrap it around Light's neck. I keep him planted down on the broken table with my foot as I pull on the cable with all my might. He cokes and tries to push me away, but he's not going anywhere.

He growls and drives his claw into my ankle. I take my foot off and hit him in the face with my foot. He growls and snarls at me as he starts to pull himself up off the table. His face is completely red. I try to keep pushing him away with my foot but it's not working. I change plans and try to pull him into a clothesline with the cable but instead he grabs the cable and falls back pulling on the cable on the way down. The momentum makes me fall over headfirst into a monitor.

BAM! SPACK! A spark flies from the machine. My body hits the floor again, now with a splitting headache. I feel somebody lay on top of me.

"1 . . . 2 . . ." I kick out on instinct. Light growls and drives his claws into my face.

"Ahh! Ahh!" I yell trying with everything I have left to keep him from sinking his nails in deeper.

FWAP! Zenaku hits him in the back with a steel chair. Light gets off me and I turn over trying to get up. FWAP! I hear again in the background.

I'm so tired. I don't want to fight anymore. However, I'm not ready to lose my tag team championship. This match is already crazy as hell because even if I kick out forever my partner could get pinned at any moment. I'm starting to see why there has never been a tag team falls count anywhere match. I need to get fired up. I need an adrenaline rush. I need to think back to Take No Prisoners, it was just me against three guys and anything that wasn't nailed down could be used. This is just like that match. I need to get that mentality. I have been so crazy with being a champion and being in love that I haven't been focusing like I should.

Balls out. That's what Zenaku told me when he was in a match like this months ago. You have to fight so hard that you have to even put your body on the line just like he said. Nothings protected, balls out. Alright, give it everything you got. Because it will hurt . . . but the victory afterwards will be so worth it. I guess everybody was right, it's hard to win a championship, but it's even harder to keep it.

I slowly but surely get back up to my feet. Some of the wrestlers cheer and clap me on. I open my eyes wide to focus. Wrestlers feverishly point me to a little hallway. It's the little hallway that leads to the VIP parking lot. That's where they went and that's where I need to follow, but I can't go unprepared.

I growl and clench my fists up to get psyched. I take the monitor that my head bounced off of, the screen is cracked. I grab the little television monitor and pull it out of the wall. All the plugs and cables come out with it and I unplug them quickly. Now I have a weapon.

The guys keep pointing to the hallway and I high-tail it down the hallway. The same camera-wire that I used to choke out Light is now leading me to the huskies and Zenaku. I keep running until I find the scents of the huskies, tied up with the scent that I fell in love with. Soon that cable leads to the camera which is in front of the action.

Zenaku gets speared by both huskies into the front-end of a parked car. He whiplashes into the car before slumping down onto the cold concrete of the parking lot. I pull the monitor over my head, getting ready to slam it down on an opponent. Both turn around just in time to get out of the way.

BAM! I slam the monitor down, leaving a dent in the hood of the car. Nubis comes for me, I jam the monitor into his gut, and he goes down on all fours and clutches at his stomach. I pick the little TV up over my head again and drop it down across his back. He screams in pain arching it.

Light grabs my shoulder and turns me around but I act quickly with a backhand chop to his chest. I duck one of his punches and I chop him again. I grab his arm and shoot him in, he reverses, I hold on and reverse him back, and he hits hard into the side of a car. I keep on my attack before he can get away.

BAM! He opens up the car door and hits me in the sternum with it. I go down to one knee. He rears back and slams it right into my head.

"Ohh!" I yelp stepping back, hoping I'm not bleeding. He comes at me again with a kick to the gut and grabs me by my wrist and whips me into the car door.

WHAM! My body hits the car door again and I hit the ground with my body wrenched in pain. My head and chest lay under the open car door as Light goes for the cover. Before the referee can even get down on all fours to check his shoulders I smack him in the top of the head right back with the door. He cusses holding his head.

I get back up and lean on the car to keep standing. Zenaku is already back up and slugging it out with Nubis near a big white open-bed truck that's parked away from the others, it's so big it has to take up four parking spaces. I feel a paw across my shoulder.

"Grah!" I hit Light in the face with my elbow. He steps back to the open car door before he can fall. I grab the back oh his head, reel him back, and slam his right into the window. Little shards of glass fall as the window cracks. Light slumps down with a pain-filled expression on his face.

THUMP! I turn around and Zenaku falls to the ground after being rammed into the side of the truck, the big dent in the truck's door proves it. I run for Nubis and tackle him from behind. His body bounces off the truck and he goes down to all fours again. He tries to crawl away from me. He crawls behind the truck and I meet him with kick to his gut.

"Guh! Ohh-ho-ho!" he gripes. I pull on the little latch on the door to the bed of the truck and slam it down on his back. The sickening sound of metal hitting another's spine makes me quiver, but I need to finish this to hold onto the championship.

Nubis comes at me again for more. He grabs me by my head and tries to slam me down on the bed. I get my paws up to block it. I grab him by his head and slam his face into the bed.

"Oh!" he hits.

I grab his tights and roll him into the bed and come in after him.

"Come on! Get up!" I yell as I stand tall over my fallen foe. This match has taken it out of all of us, but my energy is sky-rocketing now. I want to do more. This match, this feud between the four of us, needs to end here and now.

Nubis struggles back to his feet. My feet are shaking in anticipation. It's time to end this once and for all. He's up--

WHAM! I superkick him right in the face, the devastating Final Breath. He falls over flat on his back. I get ready for a cover when I hear,

"Wait, Testify!" Zenaku says to me. He pants from exhaustion as he picks a near-lifeless Light Husky back to his feet, stuffs his head in-between his legs, picks him up over his head and hits Light with the Full Moon Powerbomb into the bed of the tuck right on top of his brother. The truck thumps and bounces when he hits.

"Count it! Count it!" Zenaku instructs the referee, he climbs into the back of the truck. I go for the cover,

"1 . . . 2 . . . 3!"

"Ring the bell! Ring the bell!" the referee says into the camera for the time-keeper aside the ring to officially end the match. The referee raises my paw in the air.

Within moments a skunk runs out to the parking lot with the two championship belts. He paws them to the referee who gives me the one with my name on it. My explosive attitude now simmers down to exhaustion.

I roll out of the bed of the truck and fall down to my knees hugging my championship close to me. I fall down to the ground in pure exhaustion. I feel the hot sweat drizzle down the sides of my head as I lay on the cold concrete.

Zenaku stands over me with his championship fasten around his waist. He takes my paw and pulls my sore body back to its feet. I'm sure he's just as sore as I am after this fast-paced match-up.

He hugs me close. I rub my cheek into his big, strong, sweaty chest. I would get horny if my body wasn't in so much pain.

"We did it love," he whispers in my ear.

"Yeah, I know," I whisper back.

We both gingerly use each other's body to stay on our toes as we walk out of the parking lot. Our tails wrap around each other. This match very dangerous but somehow we managed to get through it.

"I think we won't see those two for a good, long while," he says smiling at me.

"Good, because I don't think I have another match against them in me, hehe."

We kiss as we head back to the locker room still shimmering with gold.

* * *

Soultiger

I walk into Ms. Draxa's office with Polarity right by my side. I have been waiting all week for this conference because Ms. Draxa can't do anything about the match at Wargames now. There is no way in hell that Silverback will make it to the pay-per-view in two weeks.

"Hello Soultiger," she extends a business paw.

"Ms. Draxa," I shake it.

Polarity says, "Well what did you call us in here for? We have a celebration to continue tonight, so if you could make this quick that would be great."

She says, "Well, I am here to report that Silverback suffered ligament damage. His knee has been destroyed and it looks like he won't be making it to Wargames."

I try so hard but I can't help laughing.

"Oh no, that's just terrible," Polarity says.

"Hehe, so what does this mean for Wargames? A pay-per-view off for the champion? Ooh, actually, what you should do, what a great idea; you should have Silverback come to Wargames, my guess in a wheel chair, and officially forfeit the match to me."

Polarity pats me on the shoulder, "What a great idea champ. He should raise your paw in victory too." She chuckles.

"Yeah, if he can even stand," I laugh. Ms. Draxa's expression doesn't change however. She has no sense of humor.

"Well I'm not going to do that Soultiger," she says.

Polarity growls, "What? What do you mean you are not going to do it? The challenger can't show up, the champion retains his championship due to forfeit--"

"Polarity, I didn't even call you here, so just shut up!"

She growls.

Ms. Draxa looks at me, "Now, since it doesn't look like Silverback will be able to face you for the championship I have decided to name a new number one contender for the No Holds Barred GRR Championship match."

Polarity's annoyed face goes back to a smile when I start chuckling.

"Alright, I can deal with that. You know as well as I do that there is nobody in the GRR locker room that is even worthy enough to polish my boots, much less get in the ring with me. So who is it? What lump-of-nobody did you line up for me to face? Who?"

She smiles, "Testify Fox."

"What?!" Polarity freaks.

"T-Testify Fox? That runt?" I say.

Polarity keeps freaking, "Testify? Why Testify? I know from experience, he's a pathetic little pup."

"Yeah, why does he get a title shot?" I huff.

"Because he is a tremendous wrestler, and in my view is very worthy of a title opportunity."

Polarity nudges her elbow on me. I look down at her and look into the smile on her face. She already has a plan. She is one of the smartest females in the business, that's why I hired her.

"Fine," I say to Ms. Draxa.

"Good, good luck at Wargames," she says. We both walk out of her office to make our way back to the hotel. I whisper in her ear,

"Do you have a plan?"

"Don't I always?" she whispers back.

"What is it?"

"Well, I'm thinking of making a few phone calls."

"What good is that going to do us?"

"Well, Testify can't make it if something catastrophic were to happen to him, say, in a dark alley somewhere."

I chuckle a little, "I like it."