Own no intellectual properties. I have had some characters designed for a pro wrestling story for a while now and just wanted to find an outlet on here to put them. After a friend referred me to "Wanna Be the World's Strongest." I felt this was a good storyline and good characters to work with. This story is going to be focusing on plot, characters, drama and action.

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4 years ago…..

At Arete gym a young tag team work diligently in the ring to perfect their techniques. To everyone in their inside circle they are known as Konjo and Haru, but to the rest of Japan they will soon be known as the Bullet Brothers 12 Gage and Hollow Point. As Haru was working with another wrestler, his brother stood at the ring post waiting to be tagged in, Haru threw his opponent against the ropes, as a response he clipped Haru with a rather hard clothesline knocking him down.

" Damn are ok?" he opponenet asked.

Before Haru could even respond, Konjo was already in the ring. " Hey what hell you asshole!?" Konjo shoved the opponent into the corner while towering over him. " You tryin' to hurt my brother !? I'll kill you!"

" Bro chill!" Haru said.

" We're gonna have our first match before we know it! And you try to put him on the injured list!?"

" It was an accident Konjo, relax." The smaller less experienced wrestler said.

" It'll be an accident when I shove my foot up your ass!"

" Hey!" Haru said getting between them. " It was an accident, this stuff happens, I'm fine can we get back to training is that ok with you?" He said somewhat flustered with his brothers attitude.

Konjo took a deep breath then unleashed a light chop on the top of the head of the junior wrestler. "Know your place, we're your seniors."

" Ok gentlemen! Listen up!" The coach said as he had returned from an errand.

Konjo noticed a figure behind him. A young kid with spiky white hair donning a white t-shirt and black tracksuit pant.

" This is Takeo, he will be a part of our gym now. Make sure you welcome him and train him properly."

Takeo bowed to his upperclassmen. " It's nice to meet you all."

Konjo glared at Takeo for a short while as other wrestlers greeted him. Konjo himself had a reputation at Arete. He and his brother's talent was undeniable even separately, but as a tag team they were truly remarkable. But beyond his skill as a wrestler was his killer instinct. As a senior of the gym, he was often tasked with showing the newer wrestlers the ropes. However, it soon became apparent what he was doing with said responsibility. Konjo would often belittle newcomers and when it came to teaching them moves, holding back was never in his mindset. Performing moves, Konjo would often go full force as if he were in a match. Whether it was power moves such as body slams or powerbombs or submissions, Konjo gave no quarter. This often led to newcomers feeling demoralized and some even giving up wanting to be a wrestler and leaving the gym. This did not make Konjo feel bad in the least, his view point was that if they couldn't handle what he was throwing at them, there was no way they could make it in pro wrestling and should seek out another path to walk. This is what Konjo told himself to justify his behavior. But this soon earned him the label as a bully at Arete. What's more he especially went all out against those he deemed a threat to either his or his brother's spots as tops dogs at Arete, and that day he saw no greater threat walk through those doors than Takeo Sonata.

Konjo, relying on his instincts decided to personally " train" Takeo from time to time. Which usually consisted of going all out and beating on him as if it were a match. But Konjo soon came to a realization that Takeo was different. While most young newcomers would often reel in pain from his attacks and most likely complain to the coach about his actions, Takeo would often shake off any pain he received and got right up and was always ready to go again. He also often knew how to fall, and where most newcomers would cry for mercy and gave up when Konjo put them in a submission, Takeo would fight and shout until he could reach a rope, on top of that Takeo never complained to anyone that Konjo was going too far or being too rough. Konjo soon realized that Takeo's ability and knowledge was far beyond what someone of his age should know. If it weren't for his age, most would say he was ready to be a pro wrestler now. Concurrently, Takeo soon understood Konjo's intentions an saw what he was trying to do. When Konjo began berating Takeo on a regular basis, he saw that it was all he in fact could do which after the kind of life he had lived, some harsh words on a daily basis meant nothing to him. Years passed, allowing the animosity between Konjo and Takeo to grow bit by bit.

Present Day at a stadium near Tokyo…

Sakura walked to the stadium somewhat slowly, in all honesty she felt herself trembling. She was already tied for consecutive losses and if she lost again tonight she would set a new record for losses from Berserk.

" Hey popstar…" Konjo said walking alongside his brother and a few other wrestlers. " Guess you're gonna set a new record tonight for losses."

" Konjo let's go." Haru said, once again trying to diffuse his brother's behavior.

" Hey I got champagne! We'll celebrate tonight!" Konjo said laughingly.

Sakura watched them walk off. Upon entering the stadium, Sakura made a quick detour to the bathroom locking the stall. The anxiety coursing through her forced her to throw up in the stall. She heavily panted, then after a few minutes she regained control of her breathing. She then regained her composure and walked out of the stall.

Later….

Sakura is seen doing her stretches backstage as other wrestlers walked around.

" Hey…"

Sakura looked up to see Takeo walking up which made her feel uncomfortable, not that she was uncomfortable around Takeo himself, she just felt she didn't really have any right to talk to him so casually, as much as that pained her because she did enjoy his company.

" Oh umm…Hi." Sakura responded.

" It's been a while." Takeo said rubbing the back of his head while smiling.

Sakura's gaze drifted to the side. Takeo took notice of this, he assumed it was about her match.

" Hey…" He said. " You're gonna be fine…"

Sakura looked up at him. He seemed so calm and collected about saying it, it was as if he was taking her lightly, as if her career was not to be taken seriously, just like what critics were saying about her.

" Do you think this is a joke?" Sakura said.

Takeo was stunned for a moment by the question. " I….what?"

Flustered and feeling hurt by the misunderstanding, Sakura got up and walked away. Takeo stood there confused.

Later….

While Takeo tried to calm and encourage Sakura, it did little to prevent the following events.

" I give up!"

The bell rang as the referee waved it off. Sakura had to muster what remaining fortitude she had to push herself up from the mat.

" Hagiwara gives up again, this marks 50 losses since her debut, these are not the kind of records Berserk wants to be setting." The announcer said.

" You suck at everything!"

" Go back to dancing you little wimp!"

Sakura walked backstage utterly de-moralized with her head hung low. Ignoring the jeers and trash being thrown at her. " What's even worse, Takeo saw me lose again. I'm sure He thinks I'm a lost cause." She thought. "and with how I acted backstage I probably just killed any chance I had of being friends with him." Sakura cursed herself for over reacting the way she did, most likely due to her nerves about the match.

Sakura thought nothing could make her feel lower than she already did. That was however until she made her way to the backstage as she opened the door a cork popped from a champagne bottle which happened to be held by Konjo while other wrestlers including Hornet and even Rio were providing a mock applause.

" Hey look who it is! Congratulations on 50 losses! A new Berserk record, we knew you had it in ya!" Konjo said.

Several of the wrestlers began laughing. Misaki came out wondering what all the commotion was only to find Sakura being berated.

" So when did you realize you had this talent for losing?" Konjo asked.

" Hey bro come on, lay off." Haru said.

"Sakura, come on." Misaki called over.

Sakura began walking over by Misaki , doing her best not to give them a reaction.

" When are you going to realize you don't belong here?" Konjo said.

Sakura stopped as the words affected her.

Konjo continued. " Aren't you done embarrassing our sport?"

Rio looked over at Konjo, her face now showing signs of regretting joining in with him.

" Aren't you done embarrassing yourself?"

Konjo's words tore deep into Sakura, as if she didn't feel bad enough.

Haru stood there clearly disapproving of his brothers actions. Rio decided to casually take a few steps back.

" If you had any respect for who we are and what we do, you'll go out there right now and announce your retirement."

Sakura continued walking away. Misaki stared daggers at Konjo. Her eyes suddenly focused on something behind him in confusion.

Before Konjo realized it, a leg had swooped under kicking the chair out from under him so hard that it bounced off the floor and hit the ceiling. Konjo hit his back on the ground.

Sakura spun around to see what was going on.

As Konjo looked up, he saw Takeo standing over him.

" Sonata! You Got A Deathwish!?" Konjo was reaching up to place his hand on the table next to him to regain balance.

Seeing this, Takeo kicked the table out of the way forcing it to hit the wall with just one kick. Missing the table, Konjo fell to the floor.

" You're the last person I wanna hear talking about respect, Konjo." Takeo said.

Konjo looked up at Takeo, murderous intent surrounded him. " YOU'RE A DEAD MAN!" as he got up to rush at him. However Haru intercepted him at the last second.

" Hey! We have a match!" Haru said as he restrained Konjo. " Bro, we have a match tonight!"

Konjo looked at Takeo. " I will deal with you later Sonata!"

" Deal with me now." Takeo replied. Sakura was shocked hearing him say this." Deal with me out there."

" You got it!" Konjo said swiping Haru's hand out of the way.

" Konjo!" Haru said.

" Takeo! Don't!" Sakura said. She then turned to Misaki " Miss Toyoda, what are we going to do?"

"Sakura…." Misaki said as she was looking in the opposite direction. " Look at the chair."

Sakura looked over, her face expressing utter shock. The back legs of the chair were completely bent upwards.

" Takeo did that? With just one kick?" Sakura thought

Moments later….

" Ladies and Gentlemen we have a non scheduled grudge match on our hands!" The announcer said over the microphone. " Due to an altercation backstage Wild Child has challenged 12 Gage to a one on one match! You don't want to miss this one folks!"

Takeo and Konjo stared each other down in the middle of the ring.

"This bastard…." Konjo thought. " ..is gonna die.."

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More to come….