Brody Steele vs “The Influencer” Jensen Lane

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*The lights in the arena dim down, and then turn electric blue. The Tron flashes Brody Steele's smug face close up, and then an explosion erupts on the screen erasing it. The text "BRODY" then pulses on the screen for the remainder of the intro. “Money” by I Fight Dragons hits the PA system, as Brody steps out onto the stage. He stands there in medium-blue shorts, and a black hoodie with matching blue letters saying "Rebel Son” written on the back. He lifts his head to reveal a wily grin on his face, with bulging eyes*

Brody: It’s become apparent in my head, the little machine. In the light, I'm quite transparent. In the dark, I'm such a dream. There are two sides to me. Sometimes I set the evil one free. 'Cause I'm in love with the devil, and she's in love with me …

*As the guitar begins, after the drum intro Brody flips down the hood and slowly stalks his way down the stage. He leaps onto the ring apron, and steps between the top two ropes into the ring. He walks to the middle of the ring, and eyes the crowd. He takes off the hoodie, to reveal his “I Think Jensen Loves Me” t-shirt. He throws his arms out to the side, and snickers a bit*

Brody: ”Green will never let you down, You can bet your life on that. Win the bet and buy a crown, 'Cause when pushing comes to shove. Money conquers faith and love, You can buy 'em up for nothing down” …

*Brody walks to the corner, and places his hoodie on the turnbuckle. Then focuses back on the microphone*

Brody: Well, well, well ..things are finally starting to turn around, back to the way they should be. It seems this week, is a week like no other ...for the one, and only Rebel Son. It's funny, I keep being called ... what was it? A Hobgoblin? By Jensen ...Well, I don't know what she knows about mythology? But I would most definitely not, consider myself a short, hairy fairy tail monster ...who helps people by performing menial tasks. And seeing as Jensen is not exactly the learned type ...I doubt she's read anything Tolkien’s ever written. The lady did mistake Hobgoblins in The Hobbit, but I can see how the descriptor fits me. These Tolkien Hobgoblins were renamed as Uruk-Hai. If anyone has seen the movie, for The Lord of the Rings Series. They can tell you, that I do share some traits with those furry little buggers. I am most definitely, hairy and cute. And I am the type of person, others tend to obey. But then again, I would never listen to some “inexperienced” young woman ...so perhaps, I should disregard Jensen's statements. Since she is just that, Totally Inexperienced …kind of like her wrestling promotion!!

*The crowd erupts in a massive booing of The Rebel Son, they pretty much thought he was just being overly cocky*

Brody: But Friday, is going to be a great day. I get to go up against Jensen Lane. I must say, I love what she thinks she’s becoming. Look how maniacal, and driven she is to attain her goals. Look how, she has embraced the industry within herself and stopped smiling all the time. I told Jensen, my dear ...you can be happy, and smile without being a royal douche bag all the time! And it has given you success, victory over ...Um, whatever her name was, and now a chance to have your little fight with my Poppa as well! Isn't it glorious? See now, aren't you glad we had that little chat backstage? You're much better off, now that I think of it. Though, I would recommend saving that maneuver you used to put out the doll face ...for Blood Zone on Friday.

*Jensen Lane chants start up, as Brody walks around the ring*

Brody: Oh don't worry your empty heads too much, Jensen will be there ...but she will be driven away by me, and she will take a savage beating. Not the lovable vixen, you think you’re going to get. You've seen what Jensen might do ...persuasion, to get her into fighting mode. And let's just say, that I know how to bring out her primal instincts. And what is the rabble I’m stuck fighting? Oh well, let me start with the woman ...who I will destroy come Friday. A certain Ms. Jensen Lane …

*The crowd boos Brody even more, as the smirk on his face widens*

Brody: Jensen, thinks she's gonna save the day. She loves to act, like the cream of the crop ...but lately, I have seen nothing to make me think ...she is actually worth her salt. Have you all seen, Jensen do anything ...but flaunt her body, since she got involved with UHW? I know, I haven't. So she comes out to ruin my revenge, just to act like she's the better person. Jensen, you claim to be the big bad savior of wrestling ...but that is just me, right? My mission here, is to get everyone to wrestle to their best potential. To embrace the reality, that is human nature ... within, one’s self. And you, you are just a hand me down ...whose style, has no place in this business. It's time to move over, and let the next generation take the torch. You have no drive to win, only to make excuses when you lose. "Oh well, if there were no weapons I'd win." or "I only wrestle regular matches, because I'm a wuss and a pansy." Well, this time you have no security to hide behind, no barricade to find cover in. When push comes to shove Jensen, you know that there is not a single thing ...you can do to stop me. You have become priority number one, for me. And that is not a good thing. Ms. Lane, you are in my sights and I will unleash all the inner demons inside of me ...to push you beyond the limits, of normal humanity. We've all seen, how well you fare against another woman ...whose style is to be more brutal, more destructive, and more savage than you. You end up on your back, and out cold. And this Friday will just be a preview. Ask yourself, how you will compete when you have a dominant person looking to take down anyone. Stopping him from seeing his vision, become reality ...which if you're in you stay in the ring, is exactly what you'll be doing. A man, whose whole purpose in the ring ...is to bring about risky situations, and to be pure chaos. A beast of a man, who holds nothing back. Who lives to inflict pain, and bring out the inner darkness of anyone. How will a plain Jane, like you fare? We shall see, I suppose …

*Brody paces the ring for a few minutes, before continuing on*

Brody: Then we have the woman that calls herself, an American Sweetheart. Sounds like a blues song ...or maybe a gimmick, by that cartoon band on Adult Swim ...Dethklok, or whatever. Are we sure this young lady is for real? From what I've seen, she is here to wrestle, and beat other vixens for some Title ...yet all we know is, that she somehow broadcasts her opponent’s dreams on the old PA, Inc. TV station. Now, my bet is that she uses lookalikes and films these vignettes ...and through subliminal messages, makes everyone think the foe actually dreamed it. I don't buy it. I wanna hear it from her mouth. I want to see, her on camera shooting a straight promo, and tell me what she is actually all about ...because this gimmick is not fooling me. This is the filth, I mean ...when I say UHW needs saving. People buy into this chick, like she's some honest-to-goodness hero. Like, when Krylon uses his pyro lightning bolt by cueing a stagehand. Then everyone's like "Oooh, he controls lightning." I say Bullshyte. And I think that's, what Jensen Lane is ...Straight Up, Bullshyte! Now, I'm not going to degrade the woman's size, and strength in the ring. But, I don't buy this Super-Hero gimmick. And I don't think, she's as good as she thinks she is. All the fear games, and mind tricks are meant to psyche out foes. To make them screw up, and change their style. But I am a man at one, with the demons within. I am a master, of human disease. And none of her so-called, "Nightmares" ...are really that impressive. I personally think, it would be funny to have one of those. Wake up refreshed, in my own oneness with the brokenness in my soul.

*The booing gets louder, and "You Lie" chants begin as well*

Brody: Oh hush, like you all believe she’s some untouchable fighting force? I am the real dysfunctional one, here. Or at least, my in-ring methods are certainly crazy. And I think, we will see who the real disaster is ...when Jensen gets in the ring with me, and I whip her ass all over Philadelphia, Pennsylvania! Let's just say, this vaccination will not be good ...for this mockery, of the disease. I am still not impressed, with her ...so what's left??

*Brody looks at the Tron, which shows the upcoming card and he smiles wickedly*

Brody: Oh yeah ...that bytch! The woman, likes to play men's games. Aloni's little plaything. So tell me, who out in the crowd ...would thoroughly enjoy, seeing Jensen Lane and Everett Aloni as an item... happy, with Lil’ “Coconut Headed” Kids??

*Since everyone loves Jensen, and hates Aloni. They cheer this proposition, for some reason*

Brody: And, who would love to see Jensen hug him into happiness? As she screams his name, in the heat of Passion??

*The fans cheer loudly, as he makes his last statement*

Brody: Well, if she survives me ...then, you might get to have a chance to see that!!

*The crowd boos him now, as they would love to see the fairy tale romance*

Brody: Rock Hard Penis, I have to apologize. I don't do, nice. And if your Girlfriend gets in the ring, you better not come out, and attack me ... 'cause if you want her in one piece. You just better not, do it. Because she, and I have a little score to settle. She has done nothing but stand aside and watch people constantly cheat me of wins. And then, uses that as ammo to berate my superior skills. To make her ego, feel that much better. She hoists her superman panties up high, and rides that cotton pony right to bitchville ...when it comes to me. I don't blame her, really. After seeing how spectacular I can be, it is only natural to look for ways to prove ...you're still better, than a rookie. But hey, don't let all those lies go to your head ...if you expect me to be an easy fight, because I am on a little losing streak ...then you are, sadly underestimating me and will end up like everyone who crosses me. Face down in a pool of blood, wishing you'd never met me. A one-way ticket, to the subconscious mind. Where you will see, the disease spread within your own head. But you know, it's funny. You think, you are being funny by f*cking with The Rebel Son and showing the fans some skin. Listen bytch, these bastards in the crowd ...may fall for that cover, and they may even take you at your word. That you happen to have a set of mammary glands there, but I see through you. You, deep in your darkest heart. Love that “Gung Ho” Jarhead - Aloni. Oh, it's damn true. They say jokes, and always have a hint of reality. For you to be willing, to use your body and his desires to f*ck with him. You must have secretly wanted him somehow, and this is your way of showing him ...without letting everyone else on. Oh, and how you laugh and think you make Everett look bad ...by missing your "obvious mind games" but I see through it. Oh, I don't think your little ruse was sincere like he might ...but I see the hints, of reality in it. I see through the haze, in your words and I can read between the lines.

*Brody laughs into the mic, and smiles beneath his long onyx-black hair. He does one of his famous ”Show Me The Money” dances, and screams out*

Brody: WHERE’S THE MONEY?!? Jensen, please focus. You want Aloni so bad, that you will drag him into the ring to grapple your scantily clad body ...while he is wearing practically nothing, not even his wrestling attire. Woman, you are a dirty whore! But in all seriousness, you should perhaps focus just a bit on the fact ...that if he is not in the ring, that means I will be. Now, while you may handle Everett’s junk evidenced in your previous “private” meeting ...you will not handle me. And I owe you, a few shots for all the talking down to me you've done. Trying to distract the public, by talking about my downfalls ...instead of being the master of pain, and darkness. That they know I am, inside that ring. Just remember Jensen, that Aloni’s “Helmeted Marine” will be the least of your problems. I cannot promise anyone, that I will not do what I promised Mr. “Rock Hard Samoan” ...what I said, I wouldn't do. I will not go easy on you. Oh Everett, don't worry it's for the better. If she is beaten down, battered, tired, and bled dry in the ring with me ... then Friday, it will be easy for you to get her to admit her love for you and to get her to scream your name. Then, you can have her. Think about it big guy. Let me at her for five minutes, and I will break her for you. I will crush her body, break her spirit, and leave her mind in a state of such clarity in darkness ...that she will be forced to embrace the human side, within. Which I'm sure, will be everything you ever wanted!!

*The fans don't know how to react to this one, so they remain quiet as he continues*

Brody: Jensen, I'm tired of you acting like this. You see, if it was you being attacked by people from behind with weapons. If it was you, losing every match ...from people attacking your foe, because they were scared of you ...you'd be upset too! So, I did what I had to do. I got my shot at you, when you were out of the picture ...I can take out anyone, who I know will beat you. Just because, they are better than you. And then, I can get revenge AND the Title I so rightly deserve! All in one fell swoop. It is actually quite the plan ...coming to fruition. And what will you call me, when I enact this plan? Both Aloni, and you are left shells of your former glory. The future of UHW is in safe hands with me, in possession of the Title Belt ...Will I be a disgrace, when I am Champion?? When you are looking up at me, and there is Nothing ...you can say to take that from me? Put simply, I am tired of this game. So yes, I lost to Adatu Urakih after I clearly beat her up ...but she has the win, so I really cannot claim a true victory. But I have not lost any match, other than that one ...without some form of interference. I have dominated everyone in the ring, INCLUDING Freddy “Kruger” Funk ...I have been unstoppable, in scheduled competition. I see, there is still improvement to do. I know, I must harden myself ...so I can beat the eventual three on top of “The UHW Mountain” ...because, as we all know. Unless someone sneak attacks me, I am unstoppable. And you know this. But my Poppa’s “Legacy” is gone ...he is beaten, and broken by endless days ...you know this! Kaleb has his own fight to take care of, and you are opposite me in the ring. So Friday, it is all me. All “The Rebel Son” Brody Steele! No interference, no weapons, no distractions, no need to worry ... unless you are afraid to lose? Put simply Mrs. Aloni ... I will not be halted anymore. I am through with these rants, about being cheated ... because I am hereby, vowing not to lose a match again. Until I have that Radical Title, safely in my hands ... whether, anyone likes it, or not. I will not be stopped, by anyone. My goals will be achieved, but the disease must not spread. And Jensen, unlike your successes ...mine WILL be for the future good of UHW. I am the wave of the future. And Friday, I will be that much more ferocious and determined. I will be that psychotic, that chaotic, that demonic! I will be everything, that’s needed to be to leave you beaten, bloodied, broken, and defeated. I promise you Jensen, you will never doubt the name of Brody Steele again! From this point forward, you will WISH ...you could be allied with the wrecking force, of MY Greatest Glory!!

*Again, the booing becomes so loud. It’s booming off the arena walls, and echoing*

Brody: The time has come, UHW is on notice. And the Downward Spiral, begins Friday. I ...WILL NOT ...BE BROKEN!!

*Brody tosses down the mic, and exits to “Money” by I Fight Dragons*

["The Influencer" Jensen Lane]

Good luck

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“To whom it may concern” ...

“I hope this letter finds you well. I, The Rebel Son am officially accepting the challenge. Of Jensen Lane for a match at Blood Zone this Friday Night.

The pressure of wrestling has done nothing but try to make my somewhat normal lifestyle…a living Hades for the last few weeks, and I for one am tired of it. It is my hope, to bring this "disrespect" to an end on September 23rd.

But let it be known, I'm not expecting just a wrestling match, I have no interest in trying to wrestle her. I want to punish her in the face! I want to hurt her. I want to etch a smile onto her forehead, that she will never lose. I want her to look me in the eyes, and know why she will never wipe the smile from My face!

In return, I'm challenging Jensen to a "First Blood" match. The rules are very simple …

A roofed steel cage, the ropes are replaced with Barbed Wire, the walls of the cage are covered in weapons, the ring mat is covered in thumb tacks, and the only way to win is … to be the only one not to bleed!

That’s the match, that’s my challenge. If Jensen is um ….human enough, to accept my challenge ...if UHW is truly the fair and just company …I think that it is, and if these fans think they can handle the violence? That will ensue within that cage, then this match will come to be at Blood Zone ...

And let it be known, that Barbie Lane will not walk out of that ring. She will be carried out, and she will know exactly …why I'm so damn ready, to show the Xtreme Division ...will be led by a Strong Individual. Not by America's Next Top Model!!

Signed, Brody Steele

*I’m sure we all read the letter Brody sent to management, excepting the challenging and then rechallenging Jensen Lane to a "First Blood” match. Well, needless to say, Brody may have bitten off a little more than he can chew. Sure the young man is certifiably one Tough Guy, but Brody’s mouth isn't going to help in this kind of match. We find him with Bram Connan, standing in the middle of an empty gym. With a broken-down wrestling ring in the center of the room*

Bram: Look Brody, you’re going to need some major “Raider” training ...if you think you're going to defeat this woman. I wouldn't be against you putting off this match for a month or two, to be honest.

*Brody tries to reply, as he bench presses 275lbs*

Brody: No, Blood Zone …Jensen Lane, Body Bag!!

Bram: Oh Kay ...Raider Training it is. Well then, we better get in the ring ...and start your Pillage, and Plunder Training!

*Bram leads Brody to the ring, and they both roll in under the ropes*

Bram: You know, it was a match like this one ...where I got the 32 big ones over my right eye??

Brody: Jensen Lane ...Body Bag!!

Bram: Right …FIRST BLOOD MATCH!!

*Bram charges Brody with an elbow shot, but he ducks and flips his Uncle over with a back body drop*

Bram: OWW ...Nice one!!

*Bram rolls over and charges his Nephew again, but Brody takes him down with a clothesline. Bram shakes the cobwebs out*

Bram: Impressive, but you know I’m being nice …right??

Brody: Yeah, I know ...Knock It Off!!

*Bram gets back to his feet, and reaches in his pants. He pulls out a dirty gym sock, and shoves it onto his right hand. Bram waits patiently across the ring, as his Nephew comes at him swinging his hand. Bram grabs Brodyby the head, and tries to ram the sock down his throat. But Brody responds with a head butt, then he slaps his Uncle into a choke hold*

Brody: Shhhhh ...Shhhh ...Stop struggling, it’ll only make it hurt more.

*Bram is swinging his arms wildly, trying to escape the hold*

Brody: Hush little baby, don't say a word …Brody's going to buy you a mockingbird.

*Brodsy’s Uncle's eyes roll back in his head, as he stops struggling*

Brody: And if that mockingbird don't sing, Your little Nephew's going to buy you a diamond ring.

*Brody drops her now tired Uncle, on the mat. He drops to his knees, and bends over Bram*

Brody: And if that diamond ring don't shine, your Nephew's going to make that bytch BLEED!!

*Brody rolls over onto his back, then starts kicking his legs into the air and laughs historically*

Brody: Bwahahahahaha!! One week, Ha ha ha ...Jensen Lane ....ha ha ha ha ha ha! And when the match is all over with …HAHAHA!! They are going to love me, as much as I love them ...Because, I'm going to free them from the misery of their controlled lives.

*Brody rolls to the edge of the ring, and his head hangs over the apron*

Brody: You should thank me now ...while you can still breath, under your own power. I'm going to free you from your duel personality. I'm going to give you peace of mind, and I'm going to give you an early grave. I love my people, that’s why you get a warning. Call your Momma, your Daddy, and any other family member …who may care enough to listen, and you better say your goodbyes too. I promise you, this coming Friday ...will be the last time anyone, will ever see or hear from you Ever again. I Will Be The Next, Xtreme Champion!!

*Brody gives the camera lens a big kiss, and shoves it off to the side as we fade to black on his laughter*

["The Influencer" Jensen Lane]

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