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G.R.R.

The Lost Chapter

By: Silverback Christianpaw

Testify

I turn the nozzle. The warm, soothing water stops spraying on me and slowly trickles down my fur into the drain. Even though I have been in this business for a while now I still tend to get nervous before each and every match. My peers weren't kidding when they said world title shots don't come around very often. The last one I got was six months ago at Wargames, and I couldn't even go through with it. But now it's been a while and the business has really grown on me, I still had my doubts on my abilities and if I was ready . . .

A muscular pair of black, furry arms wraps around my chest and holds me close.

"Mmmm, you ok foxy?" Zenaku is looking down at me smiling. I love showering with him before matches because I love his scent, and the smell intensifies after a shower. I look up into his big beautiful golden eyes. He's smiling at me as our muzzles connect. His gentle kiss feels just as wonderful as the first one he ever gave me, which I'll never forget. It has been tough getting myself to being comfortable with being out of the closet. I'm still not completely comfortable enough to tell anybody who doesn't already know, but my hunky wolf has definitely made the transition easier than it could have been . . . and made it more fun.

I giggle as I feel something poke on my tail, "Hehe Zenaku, not right now, we have a match to get ready for."

"Mmmm, I know, I just want to see you smile before we go out and fight tonight," he kisses me, "After all, we're going to be facing each other."

I blush, "I'll be smiling from ear to ear if you win the GRR Championship."

"Hey now hun, you have your shot at it too now, and I don't want you getting yourself out of it like last time."

"I know, and I'm ready this time."

He smiles, "Good."

* * *

Zenaku and I stand at attention backstage as the staff gets ready for the main event of this Hell's House Party 2010 pay-per-view. I had never been part of a Six-Pack Elimination Challenge, but Zenaku has. Six wrestlers all fight it out in the ring trying to eliminate the other; whoever is the last one left is the winner.

I asked him before we came down to the backstage area what would happen if it came down to the two of us, he says that it's every man for himself and we agreed that if we had to go through each other then there would be absolutely no hard feelings . . . which is good because I want that championship.

"Hey guys!" Silverback waves as he walks up to us wearing a pair of purple wrestling trunks and the big GRR Championship belt slung over his shoulder (since it doesn't fit around the fat wolf's waist).

Zenaku gives him a high paw, "Hey champ, you ready to lose that title to me tonight?"

"Not a chance," he says, "I never back down from any kind of challenge, including a Six-Pack Elimination Challenge. Not only will I retain my title tonight, but I will pin all five of my opponents, this way I will prove that I am the most dominant champion in the history of forever!" We laugh.

He just smiles, "I'm serious. Think about it, I'll be known as the wolf that beat Zenaku, Testify Fox, Soultiger, Clyde S. Dale, and Demetri Wolf all in the same night! Really impressive resume'."

"Yeah keep dreaming big guy," Zenaku says.

I looked around. Demitri Wolf is in a corner next to a monitor warming up with some spin kicks. Soultiger and Clyde S. Dale were whispering to each other over by the tech table, probably thinking of their strategy.

A staff lion holding a radio in his paw gives out a quick roar in attention,

"Alright guys! Your match is next!"

I close my eyes to say a quick little prayer. I pray over my and Zenaku's protection, I pray over my opponents' protection . . . and I pray I win the championship tonight.

* * *

We all stand in the ring as the ring announcer goes over the rules to us as well as the roaring crowd of twenty thousand fans in the arena. The announcer talks into the microphone so everybody in the arena can hear,

"The following contest is the 'Six-Pack Elimination Challenge for the G.R.R. Championship. The rules are as follows: all six wrestlers will be in the ring at the same time. Elimination occurs by pinfall, submission, disqualification, or count-out. Whoever is the last wrestler left in the ring will be the champion."

He gets out of the ring and I look around my opponent, I'm poised and ready to go. Every single one of my opponents scouts the other to see who will make the first move. The bell rings and we are on our way.

Soultiger and Clyde S. Dale launch their attack by attacking simultaneously. Clyde attacks on Zenaku while Soultiger goes for Silverback. That leaves me with the swift, Demetri Wolf.

I run across the ring and try to take him down early with a clothesline, he ducks underneath it, we both turn around but being just a thought and a move faster than me he delivers a kick to my gut and takes me down to the mat with a side-headlock. I quickly try to get out of it by trying to wrap my legs around his head, he lets go of the hold before I can get a grasp on him. He nips up back to his feet and tries to deliver another kick, this time to my head, but I duck it and take him down by his other leg. He goes back down to the mat and I twist on his ankle and try to turn him over for an ankle-lock submission. He tumbles out of it, causing me to go down onto my belly right after him. He tries to turn the game around on me by putting me in the same ankle-lock but I reach out and grab the bottom rope.

"Let go of the hold Demetri! He's in the ropes, let go of the hold!" I hear the referee tell him. He lets go immediately and backs up to let me get back to my feet, good to know he's not a dirty fighter like a lot of the wrestlers I have seen.

I get up in time to see Soultiger clothesline Zenaku over the top rope. He prowls around for his next victim to try and get and elimination. He looks at me with a sadistic smile and runs for me. He clubs me in the back of the head. He hits over and over until I'm backed up into the turnbuckles into the corner. He ferociously kicks me in the gut before driving his big, muscular thigh into my neck, (would be such a turn off if I was still able to breathe). I reach up to try and push some of the pressure away, but he takes his thigh away from the choke and goes for the basic ground-and-pound routine as he punches me down in the corner.

He takes a few steps back until he's in the center of the ring, his eyes completely focused on me. I know what he's getting ready for, the Pounce, I've been hit with it a few times and I know it's strong enough to take me out of this match.

I worked to make it back to my feet, his eyes still glaring at me with a smile as he waits for his moment of attack. I stand, he shoots out, but I get my leg up in time.

THWACK! His face meets the bottom of my boot with the Final Breath Superkick.

"Ohhhh!" the crowd yells. Soultiger is left knocked out on the ring floor. Demetri Wolf pushes me out of the way and leaps to the top rope and without any hesitation pulls his finisher, the 450 splash. He nails the flip-and-a-half off the top rope and comes crashing down belly first onto Soultiger with enough impact that damn near shakes the ring. The crowd cheers more.

Silverback quickly backs himself up off the ropes before coming back and driving down all 502 pounds on top of Soultiger with his tidal wave. He goes for the cover and the referee is right there to count it,

"One . . . Two . . . Three!" The crowd cheers and a smile hits my face. The smiles soon spread when they all hear the ring announcer say into his microphone,

"Soultiger has been eliminated!"

"No! No! No!" Clyde S. Dale goes to check on his friend, whatever their game plan was it has instantly failed them.

Soultiger wakes up when Clyde slaps him in the cheek. I couldn't hear what he was saying to him over the roars and laughs of the crowd but whatever he said made Soultiger instantly pissed and he started hissing. He gets up off the canvas to try and fight one of us again when a referee stops him and tells him he has to go back to the locker room since he was eliminated. He screams at the referee and Clyde joins him in the screaming but the referee manages to get Soultiger out of the ring and up the ramp to the back with his tail down in defeat. Clyde shakes the ropes in frustration as he argues with Soultiger, but Soultiger just keeps on moving without turning back.

Suddenly I noticed that Silverback, Zenaku, Demetri Wolf, and myself, were all in the ring just waiting for Clyde to turn around.

He turns around only to come to meet the four sets of eyes all locked on him. The big horse looks at us shaking his head in fear. He puts out his hands out saying he doesn't want to fight. I guess now that his partner is out of the match, he realizes he's all alone out here. Zenaku wanted none of his pleads as he kicks him in the gut and puts his head in between his legs once he is hunched over. Zenaku grabs him by his sides and flips his big body up in the air before sending it right back down to the canvas with the Full Moon Powerbomb. The crowd cheers.

Silverback immediately goes for the cover to try and steal the pinfall but before the referee is even down to make it to a count of one Zenaku hits Silverback in the back of the head with a thunderous leg drop.

"Ahh!" Silverback rolls off the cover and clutches at the back of his head while Zenaku goes for the cover on Clyde.

"One . . . Two . . . Three!" the referee counts. The crowd cheers again and I laugh so hard that I need the ropes to stay standing. There was no way my big black wolfy was going to let Silverback talk shit about pinning all the opponents on his watch.

"Clyde S. Dale has been eliminated!" the ring announcer announces.

Two down, three to go.

Zenaku gently approaches me and whispers into my ear, "Hey hun, let's team up and eliminate these two, deal?"

I nod my head, "Deal."

We both spread out and circle around the ring around Silverback and Demetri. Demetri sees me and decides to come out and attack me again. He goes for a spin kick but I duck under it just in time. I notice we are right in front of the ropes so the moment his back is to me I quickly get my arms around his waist and german suplex him over the top rope and out to the floor.

The crowd gasps when he lands and cheers me on. With Demitri out for the moment, now is the time to take on Silverback. Zenaku and Silverback fight fist for fist until I deliver a clubbing blow to the back of Silverback's head. He hunches down for a second, long enough for us to set up a double-team maneuver. I grab Silverback's paw while Zenaku grabs the other, we throw the tubby wolf into the ropes, he bounces off the ropes and in one quick motion we both get under his arms and grab hold of his tights to try and vertical suplex this giant over our heads, but even our combined strength couldn't do it.

I could hear Zenaku groaning to get him up while my ears were being pressed tight against Silverback's big belly, it doesn't look like we were going to get him up. Suddenly I felt Silverback's arm wrap tightly around my head and before I knew it--

BAM! He drops us both on our heads with a DDT.

Zenaku manages to make it back to his feet first but gets welcomed with a big blue paw around his throat as Silverback tosses Zenaku into the turnbuckle. He then sets his sights on me and grabs me by the neck and tosses me like a feather into the turnbuckle with my wolf.

"Aroooo!" Silverback howls as he comes speeding toward us like an oncoming train.

BAM! He splashes his big body on top of us in the corner.

"Gah!" he grunts.

The move taking so much air out of me, my entire body feels limp. Silverback, with his tail wagging, turns around and drives his big butt into my gut.

"Guh!" I yelp.

Silverback holds the top ropes and uses them to back up and then drive his butt right into out guts a second time.

"Ugh, shit," Zenaku wheezes.

Silverback drives his huge butt over and over again into my ribcage before finally he walks away. The crowd is cheering, some are laughing, but just when I think that everything is now clear Demetri hits me with a hard kick right to the face.

THWACK!

"Ohhh!" the crowd gasps.

My body is so limp I turn and fall onto my back. My eyes are half open as I try to keep my insides from exploding out my muzzle I see Zenaku half-dazed just like me from the heavy blows. He falls facedown onto the ring canvas . . . well most of him does.

"Ohhh!" I gasp as his head hits me right in the testicles on the way down.

"Ohhh!" the crowd gasps while more of them laugh now. I guess double teaming didn't work so well.

Somebody, I couldn't tell who, goes for the cover but I kick out of it. I try to stand but my swelling balls won't let me, so I decide to grab the bottom rope and get out of the ring to recuperate.

The fans around me were yelling at me to get up as I kept my paws firmly placed over my crotch, the slightest breeze would disrupt them even more. I could hear slams on the ring, Zenaku may be in trouble. I keep trying to get enough breath to get up,

"Guh, so much for having kids," I say to myself.

I struggle for a few moments to try and make it back to my feet. I look over the side of the ring to see Zenaku getting hammered by both Silverback and Demetri, but both their backs are turned to me, now I have a chance to deliver a heavy blow of my own.

I climb gingerly up to the top rope. I take a deep breath as I have a crossbody in mind and my target is Demetri. He turns around and sees me, I don't hesitate a second longer and leap off the top rope. Demetri jumps in the air and gets his feet up just in time to hit a dropkick into my gut in mid-air.

"Ohhh!" the crowd gasps. I'm now stuck holding my mid-section, I feel like the wind is completely knocked out of me. Demetri goes for the cover, he even hooks my leg. I hear the referee make the count,

"One . . . Two . . ." I quickly hook Demetri's head and turn myself over so now his shoulders are down on the canvas,

The referee counts, "One . . . Two . . . Three!" Demetri breaks away from the rollup but it's too late. He's left looking at the referee who signals to the time-keeper that Demetri is in fact eliminated.

"Demetri has been eliminated!" the ring announcer says in his microphone.

The crowd continues to cheer. Demetri leaves the ring with his head down. Three down, two to go.

I roll over to the corner to try and catch my breath, my gut still hurts and my nuts are still wrapped in pain.

Zenaku starts firing on Silverback with hard blows to the side of Silverback's head. He shoots him into the ropes and knocks him down with a big elbow to the chest. He gets down to one knee and grabs hold of Silverback's head and gets him in a sleeper hold. The blue wolf flails his big arms around to try and get out of it but the choke, along with the physicality of the match, was starting to tire him out. I try to get back to standing when I watch the sweat drip down both their bodies, murr.

Silverback however kept trying to fight his way out, Silverback sure was resilient, maybe the most resilient wrestler I'd ever seen, he'd have to be to be the one that defeated Soultiger at Wargames to win the championship. He's the champion and well deserving. It was his time, it wasn't mine yet at the time, but now it could be. Now could be my turn to hold the torch and lead this company as its champion. I'm more than ready to be the number one guy and was welcome to any challenge that comes my way. With the help of God I've been able to beat every single obstacle that has come my way, well now it's my time!

I stomp my feet in the corner, getting ready to hit the superkick right on the wolf's face. The crowd is stomping in anticipation with me, I'm ready to strike. I launch the kick,

BAM! It hits Zenaku right in the face on target.

"Ohhhh!" the crowd gasps.

Both wolves lie in the ring, Silverback from the sleeper, Zenaku from the Final Breath. I cover my wolf and the referee counts,

"One . . . Two . . . Three!"

"Zenaku has been eliminated!" says the ring announcer. The referee revives Zenaku and tells him to get out of the ring. Zenaku gets out and looks at me at first with shock.

"Well, you did say every man for himself," I said to him swaying my tail. He thankfully didn't give me anger, but a smile in return. An "Ah, you got me" kind of smile. He walked up the ramp nodding his head, I could tell he couldn't believe he got taken down by me, and that was part of the plan for this match. Four down . . . the champion to go.

Silverback was back up from the sleeper and I looked up at him. I've gotten this far and I'm not going anywhere except through him.

I looked around and noticed the fans cheers started getting even louder. Silverback walked towards me until we were face to face, both of us full of intensity in our own eyes.

The fans cheers started growing louder, within seconds the entire area was standing on their feet clapping and cheering, they cheered so much both Silverback and I had to take our eyes off each other to look at the crowd. Not a single person was sitting down, every single one of there twenty-thousand fans wanted to see this match between me and him. I looked back at Silverback. He stuck his fist out to show a sign of respect and no hard feelings for whoever of us wins. I touch mine to his to show my respect. We backed up from each other and surveyed around the ring to try and see who will be able to strike first and make it count.

We lock up center of the ring and I try to swing behind him and wrench his arm behind him in a hammer lock. He counters out of it and gets his arms around my waist and takes me down to the mat. I try to use my speed and quickness to get out of the hold, but he swings his huge, heavy body and grasps hold of my head while his big belly kept it pressed to the mat. I try to scramble out of it but he's got my head clutched tight. I needed o find a way out of this or his huge mass was going to keep this little fox body down long enough to get the three count, so I resorted to what I only hoped would work.

I stuck my tongue out as far as it could go as I looked up at this mass of belly on top of me and started licking it.

"Hehehehe," he started giggling, it was tickling him but he still wasn't letting go of the hold, but I wasn't going to stop.

His belly started bouncing up and down like he was laughing, it was working. His grip around my head started to loosen and I started licking his tummy more and more. He has to let go.

"Ahh-hahahahaha!" he lies on his back laughing his tail off from all the tickling. I got on top of him for a cover, but before the referee could make the count Silverback gets his paws between us and pushes me with all his might off of him and across the ring.

I hit hard. I use the ropes to pull myself back up to a vertical base, Silverback looks at me, back to that intensity, and charges me like a raging wolf. He gets his leg up going for a big boot. I get away from the ropes--

"Ahh!" he misses the kick and ends up sitting unpleasantly on the top rope, a lot like how I was feeling earlier when I got hit in the nuts. I run and bounce off the ropes, heading for him and superkick him right in the face.

THWACK!

"Ohh!" the crowd gasps.

Unfortunately for me Silverback falls off the ropes and lands on the floor outside of the ring. I started growling as I knew I couldn't pin him outside of the ring, but I could still do some damage. The referee already started the count but I wasn't going to have any of it, I want to pin him and say that I pinned the champion. I didn't want to win this championship on a technicality. I want the one, two, and three.

I waited for Silverback to make it back to a standing position. Once he was I backed up and bounced off the ropes, ran across the ring, and somersaulted over the top rope and crashed down on top of him, my leg hitting hard on the way down.

"Ohhh!" the crowd yells.

The referee re-started his count now that I've interrupted it. We had to the referee's count of ten to make it back into the ring.

I turned over and a tremendous amount of pain was erupting from my knee. My leg landed the wrong way from the somersault plancha. I looked up at the referee and realized I was already to a count of five, only five more counts left. I tried to get up,

". . . . 6 . . ."

I managed to get to my knees.

". . . 7 . . ."

I tried to push off the knee to get back to standing but it wasn't going anywhere.

". . . 8 . . ."

Time wasn't what I had. I had to get back in the ring whether my leg is working or not. Maybe a count-out would just have to be the way to go after-all, but if I don't get back in then nothing happens. Silverback was starting to stir and had turned over to get back to his feet.

". . . 9 . . ."

We both get vertical and use the bottom rope to pull ourselves up--

". . . 10!" The referee shouts and signals the time keeper to ring the bell. Silverback and I push ourselves into the ring. I was so exhausted that when I got into the ring I just laid there, barely being able to move.

I heard the ring announcer announce to the crowd, "Ladies and gentlemen, both wrestlers have been counted out. Therefore, this match is a draw!"

The fans started to boo.

The announcer continued, "Therefore, still the GRR World--"

Suddenly some music started playing from the entrance stage, somebody was coming out here.

I looked out and saw Ms. Draxa, the General Manager, coming out here with microphone already in paw,

"Wait! Hold on a second!" she says, "Nobody is going anywhere. The fans, as well as myself, don't want to see this match end on a count-out, we need a winner for this main-event. So as General Manager of Gold Rush Restling I am hereby ordering that this match be continued right now."

The fans start to cheer as Silverback and I make our way back to our feet.

She continues, "And just to make sure this doesn't happen again, this match will be under Sudden Death Rules. That means, no disqualifications, and no count-outs. There must be a winner, ring the bell!"

She walks away and the fans keep cheering as the bell rings again. I almost wasn't sure of what had just happened until I felt Silverback hit me in the back of the head. He brings me out to the center of the ring and clotheslines me down to the canvas. He goes for a cover and the referee counts,

"One . . . Two . . ." I kick out and the fans cheer.

Silverback grabs me by the fur on the back of my neck. I break away his grip and deliver a hard right fist to his face. He fires back with one of his own, I punch him, he punches me, I punch him harder, and he punches me harder. He pushes me and I bounce off the ropes and quickly deliver a low dropkick to his knee.

He goes down instantly yelling in pain. I get up and deliver and hard kick to the side of his head. He turns over onto his back, now I can get him down once and for all.

My tired body walks over to the nearest turnbuckle. I climb to the top rope and leap in the air and come crashing down with an elbow planted into his heart. The fans cheer and I go for the cover. The referee counts again,

"1. . . 2 . . ." he kicks out, the fans cheers grow even louder. They were loving every single second of this match.

We both work our way on getting back to our feet, soon I start to hear the fans start to boo. I get back to my feet and turn around to see Soultiger with a steel chair.

FWAP! He cracks me in the head. I hit the mat as my head spins with a mix of dizziness and pain. I hear another crack from the chair and a flop onto the canvas. I open my eyes slightly to see Soultiger standing over Silverback with the chair, the referee yells at him to get out of the ring. Soultiger complies and gets out of the ring wearing a big smile on his face.

He goes up the ramp, but I see my sweetheart Zenaku come out from behind the curtain. Soultiger still smiling and laughing at us keeps backing up the ramp until he runs into Zenaku. The tiger turns around and gets met with the wolf's fist, and lots more to follow as they fight on the entrance ramp. My boyfriend always has my back. He's the greatest gift I could have ever asked for.

I look over at Silverback to see he's out. There are no disqualifications now, so I know the match is still going on. I start feeling sweat run down my face. I reach up and wipe it away but it keeps running down my face. I reach up and feel my head only to find out it's blood. Soultiger split my skull really good.

Silverback rubs his head and sits up. I struggle to get to my feet as the blood continues pouring down my face and streaming down my face and into my trunks. The fighting between Soultiger and Zenaku has been taken to the back, it's back to just me and him, regardless of Soultiger delivering a heavy blow, and for what reason I don't know. Probably still pissed because he doesn't like either one of us and lost his title at Wargames because of us. But he's gone now and I needed to focus.

Silverback stands.

BAM! I hit him with the Final Breath before he can collect himself. I hit it right on the button, and I knew the championship was just seconds away from being in my grasp. He falls to the canvas and I go for the cover. The referee counts,

"One . . . Two . . ." he kicks out. The fans cheer like crazy.

"No!" I yell and hook Silverback's leg for another cover. The referee counts and Silverback still kicks out at two. I get off of him and get furious. I couldn't believe he kicked out of the Final Breath. Nobody kicks out of the Final Breath. I growl out into a roar and kick the bottom rope in frustration. I needed to hit it again. That would keep him down for sure.

I look down and suddenly see a big blue arm reach in between my legs. Before I knew it Silverback pulls my shoulders down to the mat in a rollup. I try to push myself out of it but the loss of blood, pure exhaustion, and his big mass on top of me just won't let me get back up. The referee counts,

"One . . . Two . . . Three!" The bell rings and Silverback's music starts blaring through the arena's sound system. All of the fans cheer their hearts out.

The ring announcer says, "Here is your winner and still G.R.R. Champion: Silverback!"

I fall to my knees and get out of the ring and lie on the floor. The blood was still freely flowing, but I didn't care about it. I had lost the match. Part of me wanted to just yell and start screaming, but I remembered that this is competition . . . and Silverback was just that much better than me on this night.

I slide back into the ring as they handed Silverback his championship, which was rightfully his. I reached out my paw and said to him,

"Good match." He returned the favor by shaking it in a show of good sportsmanship, many of the fans start clapping.

I get out of the ring to let Silverback have his victory. I walked my way up the ramp as the blood kept going down my face. I was greeted to the back by the applause of a bunch of the wrestlers who were watching the match on the monitor.

Soon I was greeted by the one person I really wanted to see, my boyfriend Zenaku, who welcomes me with a big hug and a wonderful kiss. Some of the wrestlers gasped from the kiss, but I didn't give a shit. I was more than glad that he was here, and I didn't care what anybody thought.

* * *

I turned the shower nozzle up to hot, the water was steaming and spraying on me to get all the dried up blood out of my fur. The big pair of black and muscular furry arms were around me yet again, and the scent was intensified.

"Hold on a second there sweety," he said as he took a moist cloth and wipes the cut on my head,

"Sorry for superkicking you in the head, I wanted that title bad."

He chuckles, "I noticed."

"You're not mad at me are you?"

"No, of course not. In fact, I'm glad. I didn't know you had it in you, good job. That's all part of the game; it was every man for himself. I think I love you more if that were even possible."

I looked at him as he continued cleaning the cut on my forehead. I reach my arms around him for a big hug,

"Thank you," I said smiling.

"For what hun?" he asked.

"For being here with me and protecting me out there, and just for loving me. I hope you never ever leave me." I keep my hug tight.

He squats down a little bit and looks me right in the eye, "Testify, I love you with all my heart. And no matter what happens, whether you become champion or not, whether I become champion or not, I will always love you and I'll always be right here for you."

I stare deep into his golden eyes, I couldn't help but have a tear go down my face when I say, "Thank you."

THE END