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Back by not-so-popular demand so it seems, anyway before we get started, yes this covers TNA, but not the TNA Hogoff are currently dismembering, for example Captain Charisma is still here... for the moment lol, anyway, check previous installments for just how different it is, let's get this party started. Don't like, don't read, simple as.

King of the Mountain-Chapter One-Here We Go Again

"This is it" the young man thought, staring across at his opponent, a confident, arrogant smirk playing across his face as the other man narrowed his eyes.

"We gonna do this or what?" He asked prompting the glare to grow all the more dangerous as the opening bars or music hit.

"You're going down harder than your brother ever did Cena!" The reply causing Jason Cena to burst out laughing, running a hand through his light brown hair, his smirk got all the wider as the music grew louder, the teenager took a deep breath.

"Let's do this!" He yelled, grabbing the Guitar Hero control and spinning to face the TV, Cabana following half a step behind as the lyrics began.

Tommy used to work on the docks

Union's been on strike

He's down on his luck... it's tough

So tough.

Jason laughed loudly as he and Cabana frantically hit the buttons as they appeared on screen, this had been his life for the past few weeks, after getting injured back in TNA the doctors, and management had barred him from setting foot in the Impact Zone, it pissed him off to no end but he had to admit it had been good for him, his body was healed up to the point he was just waiting to be told to come back and he was now almost a pro at any and all types of video games, Alex Shelley was gonna die when he got back.

Gina works the diner all day

Working for her man, she brings home her pay

For love... for love.

"Not that I don't like this" Cabana commented. "But what the hell are we doing?"

"You mean you've never had the urge to play 'Livin on a Prayer' on Guitar Hero on max volume at one in the morning in an English hotel room?" Jason asked only half jokingly, Cabana gave him a strange look.

"Can't say I have, no."

"Your loss dude" Jason smirked, in truth he'd only suggested it out of boredom, his girlfriend Mara was asleep in the next room (though he doubted she'd be for much longer) after a brutal indy show against a couple of the UK's finest women's wrestlers and he had been stuck with Colt Cabana for the night, while he liked the guy it wasn't how he'd seen his last indy date before being allowed back in the ring again ending, then again Cabana was still buzzing after wrestling his idol Johnny Saint and needed to let off energy somehow, which was how they'd ended up topless, standing on their beds playing various tracks on Guitar Hero.

She says: We gotta hold on to what we've got

It doesn't make a difference

If we make it or not

We've got each other, and that's a lot

"Here it comes!" Cabana laughed, Jason grinned but focused harder, chorus time.

For love... we'll give it a shot

Jason braced himself and cleared his throat, ready to scream along with the lyrics...

The game paused screen came on.

"Colt!" He yelled, furious at being cut off. "What the... oh."

"Sorry kid" Cabana muttered sheepishly before flinching as the angry girl who had ripped the control out of his hand looking like she wanted to brain the two of them with it, Jason gulped as the one person he truly feared fixed him with a glare.

"I take it you're not here to join in?" He asked as the girl advanced on him. "Mara? Honey? You look really hot when you're pissed?" He offered reaching out to muss her hair only to jump back as she swiped at him.

"I. Am. Trying. To. Sleep!" She hissed angrily fixing him with a glare that caused a shudder to run through him, Cabana struggling to hold in a laugh at the sight of a nineteen year old boy backing down in fear from his girlfriend. "I''ve just wrestled for almost an hour! I'm tired, and I've got bruises over half my damn body!"

Jason winced at the few bruises that were visible on Mara's arms and torso, it had been a very hard hitting match. "Hey, you were the one who decided to face Saraya and her daughter at the same time, what did you expect? And I offered to help with the bruises..."

"Jason!"

"Sorry ma'am" he gulped. "Just excited about finally getting to go back to work."

"Finally? You've only been out for a month!"

"Feels like a lot longer" Jason sighed. "Almost as though the dude writing the story of my life has been jerking me around for ages!"

"Easy on the fourth wall there 'Deadpool'." Cabana muttered.

"What?" Mara looked between the two in confusion before shrugging. "Whatever, I'm going back to bed, and yes I have the flight tickets and yes Jim does want us in the Impact Zone tomorrow night. Now keep. It. Down!"

"Love you too!" Jason called after him, smirking at the cry of exasparation Mara left behind, Cabana laughed.

"One day she's gonna kill you, you know that right?"

Jason laughed. "I know, but I like pushing my luck, which is why I chose this song next..."

Cabana's eyes went wide and he grabbed the control. "Totally worth dying for!"

"Indeed it is man" Jason laughed as the song began. "Let's do this... again."

Just a small town girl...


So I'm back, in the wrasslin' fiction anyway hehe... it'll get better I swear, so what adventures face Jason on his return to TNA? How're his friends doing? What challenge will Mara face in the Women's division? Who knows?

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