The Unmasking of Rex Red and Wolf McBlue
By: PernDragonrider (with major help from psav2005 and Ghost Zero)
Disclaimer: See first chapter.
Note: I want to extend my heartfelt thanks to psav2005 and Ghost Zero for their help with this story. Kudos accompanied by massive amounts of bowing and scraping at their feet. Without them this tale would have never been written. Psav2005 stepped up to the plate when Ghost Zero lost his net connection for two weeks and provided the information I desperately needed to continue with this tale. Ghost Zero has gotten back on-line now and his help is just as appreciated. Any mistakes on what goes on with the characters from the wrestling world are mine alone. ENJOY! REMEMBER TO CAST YOUR VOTE as well as sending a review! This is the last chapter I will be taking votes for whether Jason and Billy stay in or leave the world of professional wrestling. Now on with the tale…
Chapter Eight – The Main Event!Everyone in the arena was hyped. This was it! The event they'd all been waiting for. Now was the time for the title match between Rex Red and Triple H or 'The Game' as he was known. The arena crowd watching the program live was getting even more excited than they had been and in one section, the front row was so tense that you could almost see and feel the excitement coming off of them in waves.
Tommy and Adam had smiles on their faces that even a monster attack couldn't displace; while Kimberly, Kat, Trini, Zack, Aisha, Justin, and Rocky weren't much better. Kimberly was on the edge of her seat and looked to be ready to jump up and demolish the first person that got between her and the ring. Kat and Aisha were almost as bad; however they too had large smiles on their faces. However, their smiles were for the antics of Justin, Rocky, Tommy, Adam, and Zack. It seems that seeing a live wrestling event had turned Zack into a huge fan again and he was caught between pestering the other four men for details about the various wrestlers he'd seen that evening and almost jumping from his seat and tackling the next person that walked in front of him. Out of the entire group of ten former Power Rangers sitting in the arena that night, only Tanya was calm. She sat back in her chair and watched the others glare angrily at anyone that walked in front of them.
Tanya was the first person to notice that they'd had company standing at either end of the row they occupied. She looked up and smiled to see two large security officers standing at either end of the row. One stood next to Rocky and one was standing by where Kimberly sat at the opposite end of the row. She looked over her shoulder and was shocked to see that the entire row behind them comprised not fans as it had for the first six matches; but now was completely taken up by very large men with black shirts that proclaimed in large white, white letters "SECURITY". "What the hell is all this for?" Tanya thought and then just shook her head as she answered her own question. "Keeping Adam and Tommy from getting ripped apart as well as keeping Tommy's ass in his seat once he sees Jase and Billy under those masks. That's what the hell all this extra security is for."
"Hey!" Rocky said as he noticed the security guard next to him. "What's going on guy?"
"Extra security for the match." The security guard responded with a smile. "Boss wants to make sure that Rex and Wolf aren't hurt and that the two guys who get to unmask them aren't mobbed either."
"Ahh; understood and thanks man." Rocky said with a smile and the security guard watched as his smile seemed to get even larger as the announcer took to the ring.
"Ladies and Gentlemen! The time you've been eagerly awaiting is here!" The announcer roared into the microphone and the entire arena erupted into louder cheers. "Making his way to the ring is The World Wrestling Federation's current Heavyweight Champion, Six-foot, four-inches tall; two hundred and sixty pounds of rock hard muscle that hails from Greenwich, Connecticut! The Game, Triple H!"
The crowd was almost deafened when Motorhead's song, "The Game" blared through the speakers. Triple H stepped onto the staging area located just under the huge Tritontron screen with his hair and body glistening with moisture. His chest was bare while he wore tight black latex or spandex shorts. His customary water bottle was in his hand and he glared angrily at the crowd as he took a quick drink, swallowed, and stalked down the ramp before him and climbed onto the ring's apron. Before climbing onto the apron, Triple H sucked about half of the remaining liquid in his bottle into his mouth and climbed up onto the ropes in the corner where he'd entered the ring. Then the spotlight shined on him as he threw both arms up over his head and then tilted his head back and sprayed the water from his mouth all over the crowd. He entered the ring and climbed one of the turnbuckles as he mouthed off to the crowd before he threw his arms over his head to pose
Kimberly shocked the security guard standing next to her when she unerringly snagged the bottle out of mid air and then screamed out an angry and very loud, "GROSS!" When the spray from Triple H's mouth hit her. "Swallow, don't spit, asshole!" Kimberly screamed out sent it back into the ring to bounce harmlessly off the back of the Cerebral Assassin's head."
Triple H immediately jumped off the apron and stopped right in front of the still angry Kimberly. "Why the FUCK did you do that, lady?" Triple H growled angrily right in Kimberly's face.
"You shouldn't toss shit out at the crowd and you most definitely need to learn manners and not SPIT on ANYONE!" Kimberly said in a deathly quiet tone that had Aisha and Trini tensing up. The tension in them and the anger Kimberly was emitting seemed to flow down the row until it hit Tommy and Rocky who were at the opposite end of the row and slowly started rising from their seats; only to be stopped when four security guards from the row behind them shoved them back into their chairs easily.
"Stay put and stay out of it." One guard growled as he shoved the men back into their seats.
"He touches her and you die, ass wipe!" Tommy said angrily as he again attempted to get out of his chair and go to Kimberly's aid. Once again he was gently yet firmly shoved back into his seat by a beefy muscular hand on his chest.
"Sit down!" A voice very familiar to Tommy's ears growled and he looked up, by tilting his head back, into the face of Paul Wright, very well known in the wrestling world as The Big Show. "She'll be fine or one of us will take him apart, slowly."
"You're really crusin' for a brusin', lady." Triple H again growled in an angry voice even as he snuck in a quick wink at Kimberly. "However, since you're such a sweet lookin' little thing; I'll settle for a kiss instead. I mean if ya can kiss that ugly mug of Kurt Angle's; surely you could give me a little smooch for good luck. Can't ya?"
Kimberly smiled a smile that had everyone in the row with her as well as Jason and Billy who were waiting just backstage for their entrance cringing. Kimberly stood up on her seat, where she'd be eye to eye with the, supposedly enraged Triple H, and then leaned in as if to give him a kiss. She stopped just short of making actual contact and then whispered quietly, "Kurt's a friend and I'd rather be married to the freak that wears the T-Rex or Wolf mask than to kiss you! EVER!" Before Triple H could even react and get away Kimberly had drawn up her leg and planted her foot in the worst place possible for a guy to have a gal's foot be. "Step away or you won't be having any children, ever!" Kimberly said with a sugary sweet smile of innocence gracing her face.
The man behind Kimberly rose quickly and pulled her almost over the back of her seat and away from Triple H. "Easy there, Kimmy." Kurt Angle said quietly into her ear. "Don't hurt the man like that, sweetheart. He needs those to keep Stephanie happy. And when the bosses daughter is happy we get nice fat paychecks."
Triple H took the opportunity to give Kimberly a quick peck on the cheek and whispered into her ear at the same time, "You might regret those words after I rip that mask off and expose his ugly mug to the world tonight, darling. I just might arrange that marriage for ya." Triple H backed quickly away before Kimberly could make another remark and when he turned Stephanie McMahon was standing there with a very displeased look on her face.
"Just what the hell do you think you're doing, Hunter?" Stephanie asked with an angry demanding tone of voice. "Get your ass into the ring and quit holding up the show! I'd better never catch you kissing another audience member again or you'll find yourself out of the WWF and out of the house so fast you'll think you're on an out of control amusement park ride. You understand me?"
"All right!" Triple H groused and hid his huge smile by seeming to kiss Stephanie senseless before climbing into the ring and awaiting the entrance of his opponent.
Before Tommy or any of the others could make a comment, Kurt put Kimberly back into her chair with a smile and they were almost blasted out of their seats by the announcer's voice. "Announcing the challenger for this No Disqualification Title Match. Standing a proud six-feet ten-inches tall, bearing two hundred and sixty-five pounds of muscle, and hailing from…parts unknown. Rex Red and his manager Wolf McBlue!"
Rocky, Adam, Justin, and Adam all leaned forward in their seat to try and get a glimpse of Rex first; however they were completely surprised when the sound system in the auditorium started blaring out Duran Duran's "Hungry Like the Wolf" and Wolf McBlue walked out wearing a three piece midnight blue suit. He sported a pale baby blue shirt and from what could be seen of his tie; it was paisley patterned with hints of gold, red, and green showing. The brief case he carried had a strange diamond shaped symbol on the cover with four blocks of color intersected by a large silvery white lightening bolt. Wolf walked about halfway down the ramp before him and turned to look back at the staging area. The smile gracing his face couldn't be seen under the full head mask he wore that not only concealed his features, but also his own sandy blond hair under the shock of white wolf fur and human hair mixture that was the wig attached to the mask.
Just a scant few seconds after Wolf paused on the ramp and turned back to look toward the staging area the fog machines started spewing out great choking clouds of smoke that almost totally obscured the staging area for the fans and the cameras that were trained upon it now. Then without warning a huge explosion of pyrotechnics went off further clouding the view of everyone. Jason stepped quickly into the obscuring smoke and crouched low to the ground to stay hidden until the sound system started his music and the ever-ready large industrial fans cleared the area of the smoke. The sound system roared to life with the first strains of C &C Music Factory's "I've Got the Power". Jason rose slowly into the clearing smoke and it seemed to everyone watching on camera and live in the audience that he came up out of the flooring. Jason walked down the ramp, once he was standing tall. He was wearing a pair of tight latex shorts that were red, green, and gold swirled into an intricate pattern of what seemed to magic sigils and letters. His torso was bare; but looked as if any bare skin glowed with an eerie iridescence that gave his body a two-fold effect of making him seem larger while obscuring a lot of the muscle definition at the same time. The Rex Red mask on his face gave him the look of a fierce screaming Tyrannosaurus Rex while his own dark hair was completely hidden under the attached wig of pure white hair that hung to just below his shoulder blades. The two turned as one and approached the ring and the waiting Triple H. Wolf McBlue was the first to ascend the steps and he held the ropes apart for Rex to enter the ring. Rex walked up the steps almost regally and gracefully swooped under the opening Wolf had created and entered the ring. He stood where he'd entered, near the corner, and just seemed to glare at Triple H while Wolf walked over to the announcer and appeared to claw the microphone out of the announcer's hand.
"Tonight Brother Rex will take this heathen unbeliever, Triple H, and show him just exactly what one trained and raised in the Center of Power can do!" Billy's normal voice was twisted and contorted by the miniature electronics in the mask he wore into something that was somewhere between the howl and the growl of the large wolf his mask resembled. "My BROTHER in the POWER WILL take the TITLE from the disbeliever that now claims what should rightfully belong to those from the Center of Power. The CREATOR gives the power to those that believe and he takes that POWER away from those that do not embrace his teachings. BELIEVE and YE SHALL RECEIVE THE POWER!" Wolf then flipped the microphone back in the general direction of the announcer without even checking to see if the device was caught or hit the man. He turned and joined Rex in seeming to glare menacingly at Triple H.
Triple H, meanwhile, was attempting to keep the laughter inside while trying to remain in character and not just drop to the mat in hysterics. He stepped quickly to the center of the ring and Jason did as well. While the referee was supposedly giving the two their instructions for the match; Triple H was finally able to smile and he saw an answering gleam of amusement in Jason's eyes. "Gods, he's getting so much better at that shit, Jase." Triple H said quietly. "I'm so glad that you two are dropping this act after tonight. I almost dropped to the floor with that spiel."
"Me too, Paul, me too." Jason said while allowing a small chuckle to escape. "I think the only thing that kept me standing was holding onto the ropes so tightly my hands cramped."
The two men stepped away from each other and the referee called for the bell. When the bell rang out, Jason immediately launched himself at Triple H and tried to engage him in a grappling hold; but to no avail as Triple H quickly and efficiently dodged every lunge and grab Rex made. The Game backed his way into a corner while avoiding Rex's grabs. Rex seeing an opportunity to trap Triple H in the corner went in for a quick spear attack and, it seemed, wasn't prepared for Triple H to jump up onto the ropes to avoid the attack and then to launch himself over Rex and land lightly behind him. Rex turned, seemingly stunned by the unexpected contact with the pole that the ropes were attached to, and Triple H slapped Rex, hard, across the face. "Pussy!" Triple H called out. "You ain't got nothing without that wimpy manager of yours around!"
The growl that erupted from Rex's mask was enough to make the hair at the base of your skull stand straight up and he unexpectedly grabbed the ropes and placed a large boot into Triple H's chest. Using the leverage from the ropes, Rex shoved Triple H away from him and lunged into a, seemingly, enraged attack on the current titleholder. Triple H was shoved away and he seemed surprised when a crescent kick landed against his shoulder and he was again tossed away by the force of Rex's blow. Rex continued to land combination martial arts and wrestling moves on the Cerebral Assassin as he practically, seemed, to toss the taller man around the ring with ease.
After a few seconds of 'playing' with his prey, Rex moved in for a quick kill and hauled the staggering Triple H onto his shoulders to deliver his signature finishing move, the Pyramid Power Stomper, and end the match quickly. Rex appeared to be surprised when Triple H recovered and shoved the off-balance Rex into the ropes. Rex rebounded off the ropes and right into the powerful clothesline that Triple H delivered. The combination of Rex's momentum and The Game's blow sent Rex to the mat, stunned. The Game quickly pounced on the stunned Rex and started to land a flurry of, ostensibly vicious, stomps and kicks to Rex's abdomen. Rex responded by unexpectedly grabbing the foot that was moving in for another kick and showed off just how powerful he was by continuing to hold the foot while he quickly used the ropes to stand back upright. Using the foot he was holding at waist height, Rex shoved Triple H away from him. Triple H landed almost on the other side of the ring from the force of the shove. He appeared to be stunned and Rex took a second to pose for the crowd and allow a loud roar of pride to issue from his throat before he turned and stalked over to his stunned opponent.
Rex went to pick up his stunned and confused adversary; however Triple H had other ideas and had just been playing possum, so to speak. He quickly proceeded to shoot him arm between Rex's legs and land a very low blow. Rex, as expected, doubled over in pain. Triple H popped to his feet and he jerked Rex upright and grappled him into a headlock with Jason facing him. The Game then fell backwards dragging Rex to the mat headfirst. Triple H got up and gave the unconscious man in the ring a very rude gesture with his hands to his groin area while saying, "Fuck you, asshole." The Game then slid out from under the bottom rope and onto the mats placed around the ring with an evil, evil smirk on his face. He lifted the skirting and rummaged around until he found what he was searching for. He finally produced a metal folding chair from under the ring and displayed it for everyone to see. However, before he could re-enter the ring, Rex had recovered from the DDT The Game had landed and launched himself over the top of the ropes and down onto to an unaware Triple H. The move sent both men to the floor around the ring; with Triple H falling onto the chair he held. Somehow Triple H managed to get out from under Rex as well as jump to his feet with the chair in hand before his challenger could recover from the Suicide Dive he'd just preformed. He used that to his advantage and put the struggling to his feet Rex back down to the ground with a violent hit with the metal chair in his hand.
The Game landed three more powerful blows of the chair to his stunned rival before tossing the now distorted chair away in disgust. He forced the semi-conscious Rex to his feet and again gets him in a headlock and, again, delivered a devastating DDT to the deceptively hurt man. The Game quickly got to his feet and looked around at the screaming fans nearby. His face twisted into a wicked smile of delight as he easily hauled the man at his feet into his arms and pulled him over to a young woman dressed in blue jeans, a tank-top, and a red and black varsity jacket. "Take the fucking mask off this poser!" Triple H growled as he held the apparently unconscious man before the now stunned young woman.
"Who me?" The young girl squeaked in surprise.
"Yeah, you. Rip it off and let's see what kind of ugly asshole's under there." Triple H again growled as he shook the man in his arm and Jason allowed himself to go limp so that he'd appear unconscious.
The girl, Jessica Black, and the same one Rocky had tried to hit on earlier in the night reached timidly toward the face held before her. She'd just barely managed to touch the mask with her fingertips when Rex exploded upright while shoving his elbow into the unsuspecting and unprotected stomach of the man holding him. "Not today, milady." Jason said with a slight bow toward the fan. He quickly turned and stepped into Triple H with a strong chop to the back of the hunched over Game's neck.
Rex went to reach under the ring's skirting and then shook his head as if he'd changed his mind. He unleashed a quick and nasty roundhouse on the slowly rising Triple H that put the man back to the floor about three feet away. Triple H landed with an audible thud against the table that held the international commentators and their equipment. Rex growled deep and threateningly at the Spanish commentators before he used his large arm and swept the table clear of equipment. He swiftly jerks a few of the microphone cords out of the stunned and quickly backing away men. Using the pilfered mike cables, Rex tied the stunned and supposedly groggy Triple H to the table and then picked up a convenient metal folding chair; dumping Triple H's wife, Stephanie McMahon, unceremoniously onto the floor in the process. He then used his obtained weapon to pound The Game's stomach until he'd broken the chair and the table both.
Rex released Triple H from the remnants of the table and easily picked up the burly man and walked over to the ring where he simply rolled him under the bottom rope and back into the ring with a low growl of triumph starting to emerge from his throat and quickly rising in volume until those in the first five rows could clearly hear it. Rex jumped, unassisted, up onto the apron of the ring and ducked between the middle and bottom rope. Rex pick up the, pretending to be, very limp Triple H by his torso and turn him onto his back; he then lifted him, without seeming to strain at all, into the air and held him level with his shoulders and then released the man in his arms allowing him to fall, back first, onto the floor of the ring. Rex then again picked up Triple H's limp form and placed his legs on his shoulders, lifting Triple H into the air and again dropped him to the ring on his back.
Jason quickly moved to cover the man lying in the ring before him. He purposely took a loose hold of Triple H's shoulders and held them to the floor of the ring while straddling his stomach and resting all his weight on his own knees and calves. The ref dropped prone in the ring and raised his hand in the air. He let his hand fall while counting out a loud, "One". The ref repeated his actions and called out, "Two". Before the ref could raise his arm for the third time, Hulk Hogan lifted Rex off of Triple H.
"You screwed me out of my chance at the title, Rex!" Hogan roared as he tossed Jason, hard, into the corner that was near where Rocky and Tommy sat. "That means I screw you out of it too!" Tommy and Rocky jumped to their feet screaming in outrage and were soon joined by everyone that occupied the row with them. Hogan pulled the slowly coming around Game to his feet and then slid back out of the ring with a wickedly evil smile on his face. He crouched down and pulled a large sledgehammer from under the skirting and slid back into the ring under the bottom rope with it.
"Here, Triple H." Hogan said standing up and handing The Game the sledgehammer. "Give him a few hits with this baby and the title is yours to keep." The black and white clad Hogan pulled his classic 'strong man' pose just before giving up the offered sledgehammer into Triple H's waiting hands.
The crowd was going wild with boos, hisses, catcalls, and screams of various curse words echoing around the entire arena. Hogan allowed a small smile to grace his face as Triple H used the sledgehammer and rammed it into Rex's stomach with what looked to be every ounce of strength he possessed. Hogan walked over and pulled Rex's head back by the long white hair and then elbowed him in the face. Rex appeared to be groggy and almost out; however Triple H and Hogan continued to punish him mercilessly with their fist, feet, and the sledgehammer. Neither man saw Wolf tearing down the ramp and toward the ring as if the hounds of hell were on his tail. He quickly jumped onto the apron and before a surprised Hogan and The Game could react, he launched himself into them and took both of them to the ground with a flying body block.
Using the momentum from his launch off the top rope, Wolf rolled off of the downed men and quickly to his feet. Hogan was the first to recover and reach his feet. Wolf never gave him a chance to turn around before he jumped high into the air and delivered a whirling crescent kick to the back of Hogan's head. Landing from the kick to the Hulkster's head, Wolf quickly spun and landed a hard roundhouse kick to the now standing Triple H's stomach; sending the man flying back into the ropes and then off them to slam into the slowly rising Hogan. Which sent both men down onto the mat in a tangled heap of limbs and bodies.
Wolf left the men where the fell and moved quickly to the slowly rising Rex's side. He helped Rex to stand and then howled when Rex picked up the dropped sledgehammer from the ring. Rex and Wolf took turns slamming the hammer into Hogan and Triple H as they tried to rise from the mat. After a short time, Rex seemed to lose interest in using the hammer and left it in Wolf's hands. Wolf used the hammer to prod Hogan away from Rex and The Game. Unknown to Rex, Hogan had ripped the hammer from an overzealous Wolf's hands and just as Rex was again setting Triple H up for his powerbomb finisher, the Pyramid Power Stomper, Hogan used the sledge and clipped Rex in the back of the head. Rex dropped out from under Triple H with a moan of pain. Triple H went to cover Rex and then stopped and looked over his shoulder at Hogan with a truly evil smile gracing his face.
"Knock that asshole Wolf out and then bring him over here!" Triple H ordered and allowed an evil chuckle to escape as he watched Hogan follow his orders.
Hogan simply used the hammer and rammed it forcefully into Wolf's face. Wolf dropped to his knees and then fell over face first unconscious. He dragged the limp man over and dropped him next to the knocked out Rex. "Now what?" Hogan asked as he dropped Billy next to Jason.
"Stephanie!" Hunter called as he motioned for Hogan to follow him and slid under the bottom rope and out of the ring.
Stephanie quickly slithered over to her husband's side and coyly asked, "Yes, dear. You needed me for something?"
"Yeah, sexy lady." Triple H said as he pulled her into a quick yet seemingly passionate tongue kiss. "Go look around the audience and grab us a pair of likely looking idiots to rip these masks off. I'm dying to see what these two fuckers look like for real. I'll bet both of them are as ugly as Foley and Kane are put together."
"Sure thing, love." Stephanie replied and slinked, not walked around the ring looking over the crowd as she did. Most of the fans were waving and screaming for her attention, but she continued her slow circuit and returned to where Rocky, Tommy, Justin, Adam, Zack, Tanya, Kat, Trini, Aisha, and Kimberly were standing on their feet and staring at the two unconscious men in the ring with varying looks of awe, shock, and horror covering their faces. She walked the entire line from Kimberly to Rocky before quickly reaching out and snagging Tommy's right wrist and Adam's left one. "You two!" She said with a sultry growl in her voice. "Come with me. I've got a job for you." She didn't give them a chance to resist and pulled both men over to where Triple H and Hogan stood with glowering scowls on their faces.
Hogan and Triple H pulled Rex and Wolf's head and shoulders out of the ring and then pinned them there. "Take the frigging things OFF!" Triple H commanded with an evil smirk rising in his voice. He and Hogan both were unable to keep the large smiles from their faces as Rex and Wolf's eyes popped open. Both men could barely move their heads; however both managed to convey to Adam and Tommy their wish for the masks to remain on.
Tommy and Adam hesitated and tried to step back slightly from the pleading looks that were being sent their way from Rex Red and Wolf McBlue. Both men were slight shocked when Stephanie grabbed tightly onto their shoulders and hissed dangerously, "Take them off or I'll break you both in half myself, assholes!"
Tommy shook off Stephanie's hold and pried her hand from Adam's shoulder without much difficulty. He looked at Adam and then back to where Rex and Wolf were attempting to struggle free from Triple H and Hogan's holds, respectively. Tommy stepped up and blocked the camera's view of Rex's face while Adam did the same for Wolf. Both former Rangers took a deep breath and then carefully pulled the masks from the men held before them.
They both looked to each other before looking down and gasping in shock at two very familiar and smiling faces that were looking up at them with matching devilish twinkles in their brown and sea green eyes. "Surprise, bro!" Jason said softly; while Billy said, "Salutations and greetings, Adam."
Adam and Tommy dropped the masks in their hands and staggered backwards. They would have fallen down on their asses to the cement floor of the arena had Stephanie not wrapped her arm around their waists and held both of them up with a grunt of effort. "Damn, Jase." Stephanie hissed. "Why'd you have to pick the two heavies of the bunch? Couldn't you have chosen two of the women?"
"Sorry, Steffy," Jason whispered with a wink. "It wouldn't have been the same."
"S'okay, Jase." Stephanie said and sighed as two of the burly security guards, wrestlers all, took the two men from her arms and led them back to their seats while Stephanie squatted and quickly picked up the expensive and one of a kind masks into her hands. "I'll get these back into the locker room for you."
"Thanks, Steffy." Billy said giving her a quick wink.
A/N: Okay folks and fans. This is all you're going to get for now. The rest of the match and who wins the title will start the next chapter off. Remember to VOTE for whether Jason and Billy STAY in or LEAVE wrestling. This is the last chapter I'm going to have the poll open for. The rest of this match and the next chapter should be up by the beginning of next week baring any computer problems on my end or problems with Huge thank you to Ghost Zero, pasv2005, and Silver Scimitar for helping me slog through to this point, kudos, applause, and much bowing and scraping at their feet by me, PernDragonrider. Hope you enjoyed this. Remember, review and vote!