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Rebz theme song Combat Shock by Warbringer plays as she walks down the ramp with the disgusted look at the snobby fans. Even attempted to back hand one of them.

She climbs up into the ring and her theme song starts to fade out, she waits for Thorne to continue.

Rebz looks at Thorne dead in the eye... getting the job done was something she did most of her lifetime, most of the time if it meant putting a hurting on somebody...

Rebz slowly nodded her head and punched her fist..."Ohh yeah... Once I'm finished with him, I will assure you..." the fans start to realize Rebz is the enemy... "Once the HeadCrusher is executed... he will need major surgery to fix what's left of his NECK!"

fans continue to "BOOOO!"

(too interesting to pass up the opportunity to promo xd )

as Andrew and Rebz prattle on, Brandon appears on the titantron. Suddenly, the fans begin to cheer and on the screen, Brandon is shown rolling his eyes as Andrew and Rebz talk about what they hope to do to him. Finally, he begins to smile, quite an arrogant smile, but the fans certainly love it.

"I hope you two are done. You're really quite annoying. It's funny how you stand out there, apparently hating everything about the Damone family. Why is that, Mr. Thorne. Maybe because your very existence is irrelevant? It just eats away at you, doesn't it? The fact that you're here, having to prove yourself, while my brother is WWFG Undisputed champion, and I am the number one contender to the legendary GBL's intercontinental championship. But wait, that doesn't make sense. Why should that bother you? After all, we earned our spot. I may not be the most seasoned veteran around, but the fact is, I am a veteran compared to you. I've been in the ring with some of the all time greats. I've faced Shawn Michaels, the Undertaker, Kane, my brother Jarel, GBL, Nuke fusion, Zarel Damone, Janelle Damone, and the list goes on. I have main evented PPVs in major federations across the globe. I've even held plenty of championship gold. But yet, you don't like me?"

Brandon tunes up his face as if to cry, even letting a sniffle or two out before straightening his face into a more serious expression.

"I've been around a long time now. I've heard a lot of guys, and girls, threaten the Damone family. I've heard so many talk a big game about how they're going to beat this Damone, or that Damone. But at the end of the day, it's always talk. You come out here and talk about breaking my neck. Good luck with that. But while you think you're going to break my neck, I'm going to start by breaking your jaw. When I get done with you here tonight, Rebz, you're going to understand why no one insults the Damone family and sticks around for very long. I'm not the biggest of the family, but I can sure hit just as hard. Tonight, I'm going to take you to school. It's a little school called teh school of hard knocks. Which means I'm going to hit you so hard that after I'm done all you'll be able to say is, 'Can you hear me now?"

the crowd laughs

"So go ahead, stand out there, and talk your crap. At the end of the night, I'm going to lay the both of you out, and keep moving on to beating GBL for the Intercontinental championship at Place Your Bets."

((Meh, sorry for the late reply =.= ))

Andrew, being coy, took it a step further, sitting on the middle rope and propping open the bottom, I.E. the diva's main way to enter a ring.

"Would you care to come down to the ring and give us a demonstration?"