Teenagers-Pro-Wrestling

Lucas_Miles: I stand backstage, heart pounding. I hear the crowd, lot of locals from my hometown and even some friends from school here to watch my debut match. I bounce on my toes, rolling out my shoulders, shaking out the nerves. The promoter asks if I'm ready and I nod. I hear the announcer calling, "and standing 5'7 and weighing 141lbs, making his in-ring debut, it's LUCAS MILES!" I give the promoter a nod as he gives me a smile and I burst through the curtain, the crowd cheering as I flex for them in my silver briefs and boots. I see the ring, or rather the cage around the ring. I take another deep breath. The promoter talked me into it at the last minute, told me the fans would love it. I jog towards the cage, slapping hands as I pass. The ref opens the door for me, "Good luck, kid. You're gonna need it." I don't have time to wonder what he means as I step through the door and hop up into the ring, turning a tight circle and flexing for the crowd again. I turn to watch my opponent's entrance, not sure who I'll be facing. The promoter just told me he had the perfect guy picked out for my debut match

Havoc_the_Slayer24: Tonight is the debut of a new local competitor. From what I’ve heard he’s new to the ring but is fierce. Well he’s in for a hell if a debut. “And his opponent” I step out as the song Animal I Have Become plays out. “Standing in at 6’6 ft and weighing 369 lbs, he is Havoc the Slayer!” Walking down the aisle I can already hear the boos from everyone. People have never liked my way of fighting but that’s there tough luck not mine. I see that this is a cage match of all things which is fine by me. I step in wearing my black trunks and boots to see my opponent on the other side of the ring. “So this is Lucas” I say to myself as I stand across from you. I jump up and down as I hear the gate close and wait for the bell to ring

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Lucas_Miles: My jaw drops as I see the man I'm supposed to be facing tonight. He's literally more than twice my size. I look past him as the ref closes the door to cage, leaving us both locked in the ring together. I look back to you and swallow. Some of my friends at ringside try to cheer me on, but I can see worry on some of their faces. I put on a nervous grin as I step out of the corner. "Havoc, right?" I hold out my hand to shake before the bell, "let's have a good match,"

Havoc_the_Slayer24: The bell rings and the little guy thinks him being friendly can hide his nervous. He offers a handshake and I take it. My massive hand clapping in his smaller hand. I give it a tight squeeze before I whiplash him across the ring and ram his body the ring corner

Lucas_Miles: I wince as you squeeze my hand in your larger one, then I'm totally unprepared as you whip me into the corner. My back slams into the turnbuckle and I arch forward, stumbling a step out of the corner, hand on the small of my back. The crowd is already booing you as I'm already trying to recover before the bell has even finished ringing

Havoc_the_Slayer24: Once the bell rings I run and lunge at you. Running at you to the ring corner to see if you can dodge this Body avalanche!

Lucas_Miles: I don't even need to look to know you're coming for me, I can feel the damn ring vibrate as you charge. On instinct I roll out of the way, clearing the path for your massive body as you crash into the turnbuckles, shaking the ring. I hop to my feet, needing to capitalize. I come up behind you and leap, nailing you with a dropkick to keep you driven into the corner

Havoc_the_Slayer24: I miss and the crowd cheers for you. The name Lucas is being heard all over. I the feel a drop kick on my back! I turn around and you hit my chest with another drop kick!!

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Lucas_Miles: I leap up, confidence building as my hits connect. I lunge forward, driving a kick into your abs. The crowd is roaring, my friends are shouting for me to take you down. I smile at them and stand before you in the corner, I slam a fist into your abs, then another, and another, working over that massive body with speed

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You target my abs with a drop kick and then several fists. I barely feel them even as you strike fast. I grab a hold of you neck and shove you off me with ease!

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Lucas_Miles: I reel back several steps from a simple shove. I look up at you, hoping to see more pain and frustration after my offensive. I run back in at you and grab your wrist, pulling hard to yank you out of the corner and whip you across the ring as payback from your earlier attack

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You grab my massive wrist and attempt to pull me from the corner. I’m a bit too massive for you so I don’t budge on my own. So I move pretending you were strong enough to toss me across the ring. I “ram” my back on the opposite ring corner and pretend as though you’ve done damage to me

Lucas_Miles: I punch the air as the crowd goes wild, I race towards you, leaping up as I close in and turning for a cross-body splash

Havoc_the_Slayer24: The crowd cheers at you and some get on their feet as you run as me. I see the clear cross body splash and as you leap ar me I catch you in mid air. I hold you in my arms, you weigh next to nothing. I then run and ram your back on the steel cage! But I don’t stop at one, oh no I ram you in each side of the cage before I toss you aside like a ragdoll!

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Lucas_Miles: I'm shocked when you catch me, thought I had you on the ropes, literally. I don't have long to worry before I'm slammed into the cage. I groan as I'm pulled away. I wait to hit the mat, know I need to get back on my feet and back in the fight. But I don't fall, instead you ram me again and again, my arms and legs kicking, then flailing, finally hanging limply after the 4th slam into the cage. I'm sent flying to crash in the ring. I bounce and roll onto my side, groaning in pain as I struggle to get just to all fours.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: I walk to you and grab your hair forcing you up. Putting you on the ring corner I raise my hand and deliver a HARD chop to your chest! The sound echoes as everyone reels when they hear it! A large red hand print now decorates your chest

Lucas_Miles: I don't make a sound for several seconds, my eyes wide and face red as your chop crushes my chest and forces the air out of my lungs. I sag in the corner, wanting to clutch at my reddened pecs, but momentarily paralyzed by the pain and shock. I stare up at you, a foot taller and 230lbs heavier than me, and realize I might be outmatched

Havoc_the_Slayer24: As you sag down in the corner I run to the other side and come back to crush and ram you with a body avalanche! My 369 lbs enveloping you as I ram you like a Truck! When I pull back you stumble and fall face first

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Lucas_Miles: I try to pull myself up in time to move, but you come at me too fast. The world goes dark for a second as every bone in my body shakes from the impact. As you step back, I hang limp in the corner for a second, eyes vacant. Then I topple forward, face slamming into the canvas, body bouncing. The crowd winces in sympathy and my friends hold their breath as I lay motionless. After a few seconds, one leg twitches and I let out a moan as I suck in air through my crushed lungs

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You lay beneath me as I look down at you. The crowd start to clap and shout your name. I nudge your face with my foot to see if you’re responsive when you twitch a little I keep on nudging your face. Clearly toying with you and not taking you seriously

Lucas_Miles: I jerk my head away as someone nudges it. I manage to lift my face off the mat, ears still ringing but I can hear the crowd chanting my name. I force myself up to all fours. I reach up, looking for something to hold onto. One hand lands on your tree trunk of a leg. I lean into you, needing the support. I reach up with my other hand, fumbling for a grip until I hook my fingertips in the waistband of your trunks. I struggle to pull myself up, legs wobbling. After a few more seconds, my face is sliding up your abs as I manage to stand. I push off you, bringing my hands up as I stare you down. I pull back and swing a fist for your face, only able to reach your chest with the height difference

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Havoc_the_Slayer24: I see you use tk body to even stand up. When you do get up you wobble a bit but you try and send a punch to my face. Only for it to reach my Chest. I let you strike my chest as much as you’d like, and it seems the crowd has reignited some vigor in you as you keep on striking me. With a smile I open up my arms and let you have a free shot

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Lucas_Miles: I suck in a breath, intimidated but pissed you're mocking me. I pull back my fists and swing them into your chest, but it's like punching iron. I go lower and hook punches into your abs. The crowd cheers me on for the assault, but after more than a minute of my fists bouncing off your muscled wall of abs, sweat is running down my body, and I'm panting. I look up at you, face dripping sweat, "Why... won't you... go down?"

Havoc_the_Slayer24: With every Combo I just take it all in. I smirk as you get tired and when you ask why I can’t be taken down well the answer is simple. Putting my hands on your head I ram you with a headbut! “Because you’re green little Lucas” I send Another headbut to your direction as you fall to the ground!

Lucas_Miles: The first headbutt fills my vision with stars, and I hang limp in your arms. The second makes my lights go out for a second, and I crash to the mat. I blink slowly up at you, seeing three of you standing over me. I try to get up but my eyes cross and I slip back down to the mat, I try to scoot away on my ass, looking for the ropes as I hold up one hand to keep you back

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You fall down and by the looks of it have no idea where I am. When I reach for your hair you make a failed attempt to shove my arm off. Once you’re on your feet I turn you around and ram your face on the steel cage! You bounce back to my as I grab you and ram your face on the other side of the cage! I then ram your skull on the remaining two sides! When I let you go your legs are wobble and you fall on your back as I tower over you

Lucas_Miles: I try to break away, but your grip is too strong. I'm slammed into the cage over and over. By the end I'm a ragdoll, the crowd booing as I'm smashed into unforgiving steel, my body hanging in your grip. When you finally release me I can't stay upright and collapse again. I try to recover, try to drag myself away to breathe, but the cage is all around us, no way out as you stand over me, not caring about the crowd's reaction

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You start to crawl away from me but there’s no real exit. Grabbing your arm I put you to your feet and whiplash you to the ropes. As you come back I ram your face with a clothesline from my 31 inch biceps! I hit you so hard your body does a flip and you land face first! Everyone winces out in pain as you land unceremoniously on the ground. I shove your body and lay you on your back and put one foot on your chest going for the pin “1!”

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Lucas_Miles: The count sounds a million miles away as it echoes in my ears...

Lucas_Miles: "2!"

Lucas_Miles: I should let it go, end the match and make it out of here in one piece, but instead I kick out before the third count. I lay on the mat after shoving your boot off my chest, wondering what I've just done. I groan and try to roll to my feet, ring still feels like it's spinning. After a few seconds I stagger up, legs still wobbling, my body not staying upright as I stagger around, trying to find you

Havoc_the_Slayer24: To my surprise you kick out! The crowd starts to clap at this eve more as you get up. Though when you do your legs look about ready to snap and you have trouble standing up straight. As you wobble around you throw a punch at me but miss terrible. You throw another one and fail. You keep on trying but all it takes is for me to sidestep you it looks like your shadow boxing.

Lucas_Miles: I stagger to the cage, almost crashing into it but catching myself. I lean my head against it, panting, trying to recover. I hear someone shouting, I lift my head and see one of my friends waving at me from ringside. I try to understand what he's saying, but my head is still throbbing from the pounding I've been taking tonight. I finally manage to understand he's warning me to turn around

Havoc_the_Slayer24: As you wobble around I run to the ropes and the moment your face first to me I ram my boot to your face! You fall to the floor harshly as I then crotch down to you. Grabbing your head I begin to bash it on the ring floor, dribbling it like a basketball!

Lucas_Miles: My arms and legs flop as you repeatedly smash my face to the canvas. I go limp yet again in this match as my eyes start to roll back in my head and random grunts leave my mouth as you pound me. Small spots of blood start to paint the mat as blood begins to flow from both nostrils

Havoc_the_Slayer24: I stop when I see your nose drips blood. Everyone immediately boos at me but I don’t really care. Scooping you up I put you in a tombstone position holding you upside down. I let the blood from your nose drip down as I connect a tombstone, you skull hits the floor again! Your grab your skull and roll around in pain as I smile at the damage I’ve done to you

Lucas_Miles: My body jerks then flops to the mat from the tombstone. I hold my head and try to roll away. I struggle up to all fours and try to crawl, leaving a trail of blood drops on the mat. I don't get far before I crash down onto my face again. I moan as I try to find the strength to stand, still trying to stay in this fight

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You start to crawl away so I lend you a hand and put you to your feet. I then deliver a hard elbow to your face! Then another and another! Every blow makes your eyes roll up for a bit. But it’s not enough for me though. I walk you to the ring corner and send several left and right hooks to your face. Using it like a punching bag!

Lucas_Miles: My head whips back and forth from the repeated punches, cheeks turning red and swelling, body jerking left and right as I'm beaten savagely in the corner. The crowd is frantic as the hometown hero is getting demolished, the heel finally showing his true colors. I hang in the corner, barely upright as you pound me, head hanging in between each punch rocking it up, sending sweat and spit flying off me

Havoc_the_Slayer24: I stop to turn your face around and like before I ram it. Only this time I bash it on the steel cage repeatedly! I have a death grip on your skull as your skin hits the steel. I then pin your face to the cage and start to grind at it. I drag your face like a chess grinder for everyone to see! I let you go as you fall on your back, your face beginning to bleed!

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Lucas_Miles: Everyone watches as the teen wrestler gets smashed into and dragged across the unforgiving steel. I try to fight back but the first smash of my face to the cage drops my arms to my sides as you rake my face. Blood is running down my face in streams, painting the cage and staining the mat. I crash hard onto my back, chest rising and falling but barely moving otherwise, face a mask of red as some in the crowd are calling to stop the match

Havoc_the_Slayer24: I look down at you, the main sign of movement is you breathing albeit heavily. I grab you arms and drag you to the center. Once you’re in place I run to the ropes and come back to jump and drop all 369 lbs on you with a body splash! I get up to my knees and put one hand on your chest “1!”

Lucas_Miles: The 369lb body splash feels like it might have broken a rib, but the pain jolts me back to half conscious. I hear the count again

Lucas_Miles: "2!"

Lucas_Miles: One of the boys from my school is in the front row shouting at me, "Just stay down, man!"

Lucas_Miles: I should, I know it, just give in and let this end. But before the last count my body jerks and my shoulder comes up. I whimper, almost hating myself for not being able to quit

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You kick out and even some people are asking you to stay down but you don’t! I grab your hair again and force you up, I run you to the ropes and as you come back I let your body collide with mine. You ram into it and fall back down. I bend down as I stand over your body, I start to playfully slap your face with little force

Lucas_Miles: I sputter and spit out a bit of blood running over my lips as you slap me. I look up at you, brutal but cocky, not trying to finish me off, treating me like I'm not a threat. I can barely stand, but I stick my tongue out at you from down on the mat, "What's the matter, big man? Beating this kid too much of a challenge for you?"

Havoc_the_Slayer24: Your little taunt makes me smirk “you’ve got heart little man.” I grab your throat and your thigh. Lifting you up in a gorilla press slam high above the ring! I walk around with you, blood drips to my shoulders as in then toss you up and slam you face first on the floor!

Lucas_Miles: I realize I may have fucked up taunting you as I'm lifted seven feet off the mat. I scream as you drop me down, then silent as the impact sounds through the arena. My body bounces up off the canvas before crashing back down, leaving me nearly motionless with a big blood splatter where my face hit

Havoc_the_Slayer24: As you lay on the floor I bend and pull your knee to get a grip on your body. I lift my foot up and start to stomp on the back of your skull like a bug! Many people look away as I stomp on their favorite hero

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Lucas_Miles: My body jerks as you stomp my face, more blood smearing the canvas. The stomps keep coming and I bleed more, my nose smashed, my head cut up. Bruises and swelling on my face mess up my good looks. My hands pull weakly at the mat before flopping uselessly at my side as you continue to stomp and mangle my skull under your boot. One of my friends is shouting at you, "Come one, man. He's had enough!"

Havoc_the_Slayer24: I stop using your skull like a doormat. Forcing you to your knees I grab your shoulder and give it a good squeeze applying a HARSH nerve hold on you!

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Lucas_Miles: I groan, my head tipping back, blood pouring down my bruised and swollen face onto my chest and abs. I try to lift my arm but your nerve hold leaves it dangling limp. I raise my remaining hand and throw an elbow back at your gut. Despite the one-sided fight, a few in the crowd try to rally around me as I still fight back despite my bloody and beaten state.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You still have some fuhjt in you as you use your free arm to elbow my abs. I in turn give you a good squeeze as you yell out in pain before I let you go. You hold onto your now injured shoulder. I then put my feat on your Chest and abd to stand on you! 369lbs of muscle on your small body!

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Lucas_Miles: My feet kick at the mat as you crush me under your boots. I feel my ribs bending inwards, my lungs collapsing. I struggle for air but nothing comes. You see veins standing out on my neck. I try to push your boots off but moving more than 300lbs is not happening. My hands scrabble at your boots, bloody spit flying from my lips as the last of the air is squeezed from my lungs and my vision starts to go dark

Havoc_the_Slayer24: I get of you as you roll around cough for air. I get a grip on you and lift you up in my arms. I hold your injured body like a trophy as you rest your head on my shoulder. I the give you a good squeeze as I apply a bone crushing Bearhug on you!

Lucas_Miles: I desperately suck in air as you get off my chest. I don't even fight as you lift me, just gasp and pant. I don't realize I'm in trouble as you lift me, until your arms tighten around me in a bearhug. I feel my ribs compress again, my spine bend inward. I lift my head from your shoulder, pushing on your chest, trying to escape your grip. I look like a kid wrapped up in your arms with the size difference between us. I start bending back in the middle as your arms squeeze tighter, my legs kicking uselessly against you

Havoc_the_Slayer24: The difference in size has never been more clearer as I squeeze the life out of you! I start to swing your body left to right. I have a death grip on your spine as I’m sure I’ve heard it pop. I keep the hold on you as you try and break free from my grip!

Lucas_Miles: I feel more pops in my spine, my ribs screaming as your massive arms crush me. My mouth hangs open, but no sound comes out as I have no air to scream. I try to push against your chest, but my arms are getting weaker, my legs kicking less. My bloody face tips forward, painting your pec and shoulder red. I'm nearly out when I feel a rib snap, and my body spasms, head jerking back before falling forward again. The guys from my school in the front row are watching with wide eyes as the school's wrestling star goes limp in the giant's arms, hoping you'll end the match before you do permanent damage, if you haven't already

Havoc_the_Slayer24: I keep the hold on you! Everyone going quiet as you begin to go a bit limp. I keep you on a death grip even as your head slump down. I give tou a head squeeze as let out a cry of pain. You then look me in the eyes and stick your tongue out at me again

Lucas_Miles: The same attitude that carried me through matches in high school won't let me quit here. My hands struggle up your chest, your neck, your face. I don't have the strength to push you off me, but I don't need to be strong for this. As my hands cover your face, I drive my thumbs into your eyes, pressing back, forcing you to release me

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You poke both my eyes out as I let you go. For the first time you’ve managed to get me to my knees as I rub my eyes. And the crowd erupts in vigor. “Kick his ass” is being shouted

Lucas_Miles: By some miracle I manage to stay on my feet as you drop me. I sway but stay upright as you drop to your knees in front of me. I don't have enough left in the tank for anything fancy. Instead, I just cock back my fist and let it fly, nailing your jaw with a right hook, and then a left, and a right. I unload, my battered body holding nothing back as this might be my last chance to survive this fight

Havoc_the_Slayer24: In an act of revenge you start to use some left and right hooks on me. A mirror to earlier. I can tell it’s taking a lot out you as each blow I can hear you pant a but louder

Lucas_Miles: The crowd is screaming now, on their feet and freaking out at the turnaround. I don't let up, but each fist comes slower. I land a dozen more, your face bleeding now, blood flying from your lips with each swing. Sweat flies off me each time my fist connects, and I can feel the impact up my arm as I wear myself down trying to lay out this giant. After more than 20 punches, I stand, swaying on my feet in front of you, my fists streaked with red, but now hanging at my sides. I try to raise them, but I'm gassed, sucking in huge breaths

Havoc_the_Slayer24: Blow and blow you deliver as many hard punches as you can. You’re like An animal that’s on its last breath. After all Those combos I fall on my back, shaking my head as my eyes open. I smell the scent of blood on my face surprised that you made me bleed

Lucas_Miles: I can barely believe it as you fall. I stand above you, chest heaving, knowing I need to finish you. I don't have much left in me, but I need to knock you out. I jump as high as I can and drop a knee to your forehead, bouncing your skull off the canvas. I stagger to my feet, knowing it's not enough. I drop an elbow to your face, panting as I roll and struggle to rise. I raise my fist, and let myself fall, my fist slamming to your skull, bouncing it off the mat again. I roll myself onto your chest, too exhausted for much more as the count starts

Lucas_Miles: "1!"

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You stomp and send some elbow to you face! You then lay your small Body on top of Mine and go for your first pin. I shove you off me before you get to 2! And the crowd groans at this. When I stand back up I stand over your tired body

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Lucas_Miles: I look up as you tower over me, feeling small and weak. I'm so tired, I want to stand, but my legs are like jelly.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: I grab your throat and force you to stand. I then fling your body high up in the air! As you come down I tend a hard right hook to your face! The sound louder than any of my chops. I put one foot on you having hit my finisher on you. “1!” And to my surprise you kick out at 1!

Lucas_Miles: I'm helpless as you toss me high with one arm, clearly nowhere near as tired as I am. The right hook as I come down whips my head around so hard I feel like you broke my jaw. As I slam to the mat, I feel you plant a boot on my chest. I don't know where I find the strength but I shove the boot off. I look up at you through the blood coating my face. I spit out a mouthful of blood from that nasty right hook, and stick my tongue out, my cocky spirit unbroken in spite of my body breaking bit by bit

Havoc_the_Slayer24: I look down at you even as I pull you up, you still stick your tongue out at me. You look about ready to fall with one push. So I toss you in the air and as you come down I ram your face with another punch! This one harder than before. To no have any half measure I sit on you and pin you “1!”

Lucas_Miles: This time, when the fist connects, the lights go out. Blood sprays across the ring as I spin and crash down to the mat. Your 368lb body crushes me to the mat, but there's no movement below you. The high school stud is broken and silent as the count continues

Lucas_Miles: "2!"

Lucas_Miles: The boys on the front row watch, holding their breath. They just want this over, practically wishing I don't kick out again. The crowd is mixed after watching the hometown kid beaten, bloodied, and tortured all night. In the end, they don't need to worry anymore. I'm finished, my body lying motionless under you, out cold.

Lucas_Miles: "3!"

Havoc_the_Slayer24: I stand up having beaten the new guy. I look down at his limp body before I leave the cage.

Lucas_Miles: I lay motionless in the ring for minutes after the giant leaves, until people start to realize I need help. Paramedics rush to the ring, loading me onto a stretcher, the crowd somber as I'm carried from the arena, still unconscious and headed for the hospital. It will be some time before I can return to the ring