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Hi, everybody good? As we saw last time Jason and John defeated MNM to become the WWE tag team champions, coming up: Party Time!
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Brotherly Hate-Chapter Thirty Three-CelebrationsIt took an eternity for Jason, John and Mara to get back to the locker room, when they had left the arena through the crowd security hadn't expected it leaving the trio to have to fight their way through, now they were backstage in one of the corridors, Jason collapsed against the walls.
"You alright bro'?" Asked John, worried, Jason had been bleeding quite badly for almost half-an-hour, perhaps the blood-loss was starting to affect him.
"Yeah" replied Jason in a small voice, then he started to laugh. "Man, I can't tell ya how good this feels right now!"
John laughed as well. "Yeah, I know".
Jason grinned and held the belt against his head, when he pulled it away part of it had turned red, he raised a hand to his forehead and felt the blood coming out of the wound.
"Damn! I forgot I was bleeding, I gotta get some more stitches put in".
Josh Mathews came round the corner and saw the two standing there.
"Well done guys! Nice to see someone other than MNM hold the tag titles".
Jason laughed. "I thought backstage interviewers were supposed to be impartial".
"We are, but I'm speaking as one of the guys, anyway, would you guys care to do an interview for unlimited?"
"I gotta go get this head-wound fixed, John can do it though".
"Yeah, want me to take your belt?"
"No way! Wherever I go, this goes".
"We gotta get our name tags put on them".
"Yeah, well, you do the interview, I'll go get some stitches and then we'll go get our names put on these, that alright?"
"Sounds good to me, see ya".
John walked off with Josh, Jason staggered back to his feet and headed to the trainers room with Mara.
"Y'know" he said. "Now that I realise that I'm bleeding I'm actually feeling a bit.." He held up a shaking hand to indicate dizziness.
Mara laughed. "That's how you always are".
"Are you calling me a drunk?"
"Yup".
"I hate you".
"It's mutual".
Jason staggered into the trainer's room, the guy already had the equipment out as though he'd been expecting him.
"I take it I don't need to tell you why I'm here?"
The guy laughed. "Have a seat Jason".
The teen sat in one of the chairs while the trainer put the stitches back in, every once in a while Jason would give an involuntary shudder, he hated the feeling of having stitches put in, hated the site of them too.
"There you go" the trainer said after a while, cleaning any remaining blood off Jason's face. "Good as new".
"Thanks man".
"Just try not to open them this time, or I might have to staple it shut".
Jason gulped and charged out of the room, barging into Christian and Tomko on his way out.
"Hey watch it! Oh, look who it is Tomko. The new WWE tag team champion, ya should be proud of yourself kid, a lot of great guys have been tag champs, myself included, nine times actually…"
"The only reason you held the titles nine times is because you rode off the back of more talented guys".
"What did you say?"
"You heard me, Edge, you rode of his back for three years and seven title reigns, Lance Storm, you only held the titles because he could wrestle in his sleep and you had Test backing you up. Chris Jericho, he was the one who got all the pins during that reign, now look at you, you've actually found a partner who plays second fiddle instead of you, and how many times have you held the title? You know who you are? You're Billy Gunn without the obsession with your ass!"
"I'm like Billy Gunn? That's a bit rich coming from a kid who stole his catch phrases and is living off a DX gimmick that's been dead for six years!"
"You wanna talk gimmicks? Does the Brood ring any bells? Does Edge and Christian, the dudes who reek of awesomeness sound familiar? Does Christian, the guy who throws tantrums, bring anything back? Oh yeah, and then there was 'Tomko, give me a beat' please, you even had to ride off John to get yourself over!"
"Listen to me, how can you say that I rode off everyone else's back? Three time Intercontinental champion, European champion, Hardcore champion, Light-Heavyweight champion…"
"Didn't you lose that to Gill berg?"
"Shut up! Anyway, if I won the WWE title then I'd be a grand-slam champion!"
"But ya didn't, and you're not going to…" Christian got up in Jason's face. "Oh, you wanna go Captain Charisma? I got plenty more fight in me".
Christian stared Jason down, the urge to whack the teen one right there was tempting, and with Tomko there then he could easily beat him down, but he thought against it. Why beat him down when he could take his title?
"Ya know what? You ain't worth it kid, because everything you just said to me, is true about you, you're just riding off your brothers' back, so enjoy your little title run while it lasts, because sooner or later, someone's gonna take these belts from you… and I hope that I'm the guy who has the pleasure of doing it! C'mon Tomko, we have peeps to entertain".
Christian and Tomko left, Jason watched them go with a small grin.
"And they said Edge was the deluded one".
Jason met John outside one of the locker rooms.
"You took your time bro'".
"I had a little run-in with Captain Charisma".
"CLB? What did he want?"
"To remind about every title he ever won".
"Ha, every title but the big one".
"Yeah, c'mon, let's go get our names out on these things".
The brothers handed their belts over to get the tags put on, Jason took great pleasure in seeing that the belt he handed in had Johnny Nitro's name being removed from it. Well I kept that promise" he thought. "Even if I didn't finish his career". When the belt was handed back to him and he saw his name on it, it finally sunk in that he'd made it, he'd put himself in the WWE record books as the youngest holder of any WWE title, he smiled as he put the belt over his shoulder.
"You wanna go meet the other guys now?" Asked John.
"Might as well".
When the brothers walked into the locker room, half the roster greeted them, Shawn was quick to find Jason.
"Congratulations kid, you really earned that title out there tonight".
"This is amazing, I've never felt anything like what I'm feeling right now!"
"Yeah, but remember, the tag titles is just the start of what you could achieve, look at me for instance".
"True, but I'm no Shawn Michaels".
"If that's true then how come ya beat me in that tournament?"
"That was luck, I just didn't fall for the roll-up trick".
"And I suppose beating Kurt Angle was luck as well?"
"Kinda".
Shawn laughed. "Look kid, in that tournament you beat two of the best pure wrestlers ever, then you took the biggest and baddest guy on Smackdown to the limit, you've earned everything you've got, there was no luck involved".
"Thanks".
"I'm just saying the truth, anyway, I gotta get going so I'll catch ya later".
"Later Shawn".
As Shawn left Jason found himself confronted by Spanky and 'The Miz'.
"Congrats man" Miz began. "Guess you'll be giving us the first shot right?"
"No way mate" cut in Birchill. "Me and Regal get the first shot".
"Actually me and Funaki are gonna get it" said Scotty, there was a moment of silence before the group let out a collective 'Yeah right!' And continued talking amongst themselves until Teddy Long came in.
"Actually playas, none of y'all are getting the first shot".
There was another moment of silence before 'The Miz' blurted out. "How come?"
"Because, Mike, MNM were just in my office and they are executing their rematch clause this week on Smackdown".
"Our first defence" muttered John to his brother.
"Yeah, pity it's against those guys again".
"What about us?" Asked Regal. "We all want a bloody shot too".
"Don't worry William, I've taken that into account so, on Smackdown, there will be a tag team battle royal where the winners will go on to face MNM or the Cena's the very next week on Smackdown, the battle royal will feature, all three teams in this room, The Mexicools, The Basham Brothers, Nunzio and Vito, Christian and Tomko…"
Jason let out a laugh. "Figures".
"… The Impact Players, Kid Kash and Jamie Noble and a wildcard team that will be thrown together for the match".
"The Impact Players? I thought they only had a one time deal" said John.
"They did, but a decided to give them another".
"Whatever, if they win then we'll just put them down again".
"What do you mean 'we'?" Asked Jason. "It was me and Birchill who beat them".
"I notice the Gymini aren't in that match" said Spanky, memories of the numerous beatings he had received from them.
"Yeah, I had to suspend them after they attacked a referee" said Teddy, Spanky looked relieved.
"Well" said Jason as Teddy left. "Hope one of you guys wins it".
"Don't worry, me and Funaki will" said Scotty, earning another 'Yeah right!'
"What do you mean you won't let us in?"
Later that night The Cena's, Mara and some of the other wrestlers were looking for a place to party, John knew of a good place to unwind but there was one little snag.
"The kid's too young" replied the bouncer
"C'mon man, he's gonna be eighteen in a few months, surely you can let us off once?"
"Sorry, rules are rules, he's too young".
John frowned and went to talk to Jason.
"Shall we just take the guys back to our place?"
"Nah, you go party with them, Mara and me'll go home".
"You sure bro'?"
"Yeah, just cause I ain't allowed in is no reason for you not to party".
"Alright, see ya later bro'".
"Later John, guys, and John? Keep an eye on Finlay, you know how violent he gets when he's drunk".
The group headed into the club while Jason and Mara began to walk home.
"That's a bit of a damper on the night" he muttered.
"Not really, I didn't really want to go to a club anyway".
"Why didn't you say anything?"
"I didn't want to ruin your night".
"Don't need to worry about that, if you'd have said you didn't want to go then I wouldn't have gone either".
"Really?"
"Yeah".
"That's actually kinda sweet".
"yeah… don't tell John, also, if we went to a club I'd have to keep my eyes on this belt unless anyone tried to take it".
"True".
The two went up the steps to the door, as they went in they heard someone finishing a message on the phone, Jason went to check and listened to the message.
"Hey Mara, this is Chris, I saw your boyfriends match out there and as much as I hate to admit it, he looked pretty good. Anyway just called to say well done, you're now the manager of a champion, congratulate the little shit from me and tell him to stop crank calling my house! Cause if I get one more call from a Mr. Roche saying that my car's been repossessed or my water's been cut I'm gonna fly up there and kick his ass! Anyway, I gotta go, love you, bye!"
"I thought you said you'd stopped crank calling him".
"I did, daily".
Mara laughed. "Well he does deserve it sometimes, I'm going to bed, goodnight". She kissed him on the cheek and left the room.
"Goodnight" he called after her before flipping on the TV, he sat on the sofa for a few minutes then found himself staring at the title.
"Worth the wait? Yes. Worth going through hell to keep? Yes". He stood back up still staring at the belt.
"If anyone wants it, try and take it!"
End of Chapter.
Well there ya go, coming up: The Cena's have their first defence in a rematch against MNM, will they keep the gold? And who will win the battle royal? Find out next time.
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