Revolution 187

Nate rushes Mike, who tries to cover up and eats a thrusting knee to the midsection!  Dave catches eye of this and starts to run towards the pair to break things up, but Paria catches him from behind and roughly chops at the side of the man’s knee with a kick, cuasing de los Muertos to falter and attempt to stop himself from crumpling! 

Eryk Masters: Oh come on, really? 

Other Guy: Look this one is kind of on the Boner Bros for not being prepared, it’s not like Nate hasn’t left ample evidence of how he likes to do business!

Dave turns with a wild swing that Paria ducks–Johnson throws a right of his own that Dave blocks, and he raises his hand for a patented Broguns magic spell…but Paria boots him directly in the crotch, causing him to drop to the mat in pain!!  Nate shoves Mike to the corner, using his size advantage, and BLASTS him to the nose with a headbutt!!   Mike reels, clutching his face, as Robideau and El Paria stand tall, cracking their knuckles and plotting their next move…

Eryk Masters: You’ve got championships, accolades, you’re just being bullies for zero reason at this point!

Other Guy: Yo ‘Ryk this is just how us dominant athletes do, all we know how to do is win!

Eryk Masters: ‘Dominant athletes’ my ass–we need some assistance out here!

As Masters is screaming for assistance and the coalition are circling their prey like sharks, the lights go out–literally for 2 seconds–and when they come back up, the crowd erupts!!  Atop the top turnbuckle is

Eryk Masters: It’s Kitsune!!

Other Guy: Illegal!  Sorcery is illegal in this state!!

Eryk Masters: Robideau and Johnson may yet regret what they’ve started–the Purple One is here!!

Nate turns, sneering, and the lights go out again–when they come back up, Kitsune is behind him!!  Robideau turns and lays out a BIG right straight , but Kitsune catches his fist, and takes the moment that he’s stunned in shock to work his own throat with his free hand, Muta style,  before letting loose with a Bone Brigade-style Yoga Flame!!  Nate crumples and rolls backwards, making sure that he’s not ablaze, and Paria interposes by taking Kit to the mat with a spear, but Dave is right on him, booting him in the side of the head!!

Eryk Masters: And just like that, Kitsune has turned the tide of this gutless exhibition!!

Paria and Nate get to their feet on one end of the ring–Kitsune, Dave, and the bleeding Mike on the other.  There’s a pause in the action here, as Robideau and Paria stand tall, straightening their backs with pride, and begin shaking out and adopting fighting stances.  Kit steps forward and indicates his Brogun compatriots, indicating the numbers advantage.  Nate steps forward and doesn’t say anything–but does spit on Kit’s Air Maxes!!  The Purple Yokai looks at his shoes and then slowly goes back to Blackhawk, who grins and eggs him on.  There’s a tense moment when he looks like he might erupt, maybe going into full divine fury mode, but he breathes and waves it off as the Broguns begin backing up.  Nate looks to Paria, who shrugs–and they both rush the Broguns, turning the ring into an absolute donnybrook of fists and kicks!!

Eryk Masters: These jokers are outnumbered and they don’t seem to care!  This is pure chaos!

Other Guy: That’s the patented fighting spirit that this group has displayed time and again!!

Eryk Masters: Fighting spirit doesnt account for there being one fresh man in the ring–and he’s not on their side!!

The brawl is truly confusing.  There’s no technique to it, just defense and attack, then attack and defense.  Just as soon as Nate has suffocated Mike de los Huesos in right punches, then Kit is on him, peppering his ribs with low shots and knees.  Just as soon as El Paria has elbowed Dave de los Muertos in the mush so much that the mask is hanging askew, Dave goes full yambag and doubles his opponent over.  Then Nate goes after him.  Then Mike goes after Nate–it’s an absolutely chaotic scene, but the Broguns have the numerical advantage, and they turn the tide in short enough order, pushing the alliance backwards and starting to lay in some serious blows, causing even a seasoned cagefighter like Nate to reel!!  The crowd is cheering this on, every blow ratcheting their excitement higher and higher–but the cheers turn to screams?

Eryk Masters: Behind you!!

Reaper and Smoke make it from a production area to the ring and slide in, and they don’t even let the antifcipation build–as soon as Dave and Mike back up for some kind of running start, they dive forward and chop block them both with their shoulders!!  The crowd erupts into boos as the Bone Brigade clutch their knees in agony, the Lions popping to their feet and closing in on Kitsune.  Nate shakes his head, getting his wits about, and Paria straightens his body out.  Kitsune, realizing he’s surrounded, does a quick spin and begins the hand motions to cast his enticement spell–but Paria cuts him off with a heel kick directly to the jaw!!  Purp stumbles back, then gets upended by a double team suplex from the Carolina Lions!!

Eryk Masters: The numbers game!

Other Guy: That, my main brochacho, is a dominant faction.  Who can stop ‘em?!

Eryk Masters: They’re standing tall…and they aren’t gloating?  They aren’t done?! 

Paria grabs Dave by his neck and drags him to his feet, then rushes him to the far ropes and launches him over the top rope and into the barricade!!  Mike is to one knee, and is throwing wild shots towards anyone who’s near him, finally making it to his feet and splitting his attention betweeon Smoke, Reaper, and Nate.  All three calmly walk forward, Nate openly chuckling, and Mike finally has a “fuck it” moment, rushing the World Champion with a roar–Nate shoots low and LAYS his shin into Mike’s kneecap!!  Mike de los Huesos crumples, screaming, and the Lions shove him to the floor…leaving Kitsune in the ring with four bad men with bad intentions. 

Other Guy: Awww shit!

Eryk Masters: This is beyond any quarrel, what is this?!

Other Guy: He did interpose himself in this business, ‘Rykie Tikki Tavi!  You reap what you sow!!

Kitsune stands up, and though we can’t hear it over the crowd, there’s a fair amount of jawing taking place.  He starts directing it towards Nate, but the Lions start making their presence known, and the realization that there’s one way out of this appears to be dawning on Dat Boy.  He turns, realizing he’s now entirely surrounded for the second time.  His shoulders slump, just for a moment, before he stands erect and…grabs his dick!  Reaper rushes him with a lariat, and Kit ducks–still gripping his hog–then narrowly dodges an axe kick from Nate!  The crowd is going wild for this, Kitsune actually looks like he might extract himself for a brief moment, but as he’s bending backwards to dodge a right hand from Paria, smoke CRUMPLES him with an elbow to the back of the neck!!  Kit stumbles forwards and doesn’t hear Robideau’s approach, eating a MASSIVE running knee thrust to the side of the head!!  Kit’s head snaps and he drops, bell clearly rung, and the faction descends on him.  The Carolina Lions gasp him and dump him to the floor…and follow.

Eryk Masters: We get it!  You won, you’re the best, you don’t have anything to prove!!

Other Guy: What if this ain’t about proving anything?

Isaiah stomps Kitsune a couple of times for good measure as Luis and the rest of the alliance roll from the ring.  The Lions quickly confer for a moment…then both run their heads and look at the ring steps.  There is a nod of agreement as the crowd starts to buzz, it dawning on them that something bad might happen.  Nate and Paria hang back, watching with interest, as Reaper hauls Kit to his feet, spinning him and grabbing him from behind…they position themselves quickly, parallel to the ring apron.  Isiah sets his feet and tosses Kit backwards in the air with a belly to back suplex–Luis catches his body midair and SNAPS him backwards with a German suplex–DIRECTLY ONTO THE EDGE OF THE RING STEPS!!  GRAND AMPLITUDE!! 

Eryk Masters: Good God!!  That was beyond unnecessary, we need a medical team!! 

Other Guy: Yo did you see that?!  Holy shit!!

Eryk Masters: Kitsune is limp, and it’s not even that the Lions don’t care–those bastards are chuckling about it!!

Kitsune is splayed out, not even clutching his head, his frame draped limply across the edge of the ring steps!!  The crowd is nuclear, screaming for blood, and the group meet at the base of the ramp–title on his shoulder, Nate grasps the wrists of Smoke and Reaper, raising their arms high into the air to a renewed wave of venom and boos!  All of the men smile and bump fists, leaving the Bone Brigade to stumble and crawl their way to their fallen friend, screaming for medical help, as the show fades to black.