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Chapter 1

By: Silverback Christianpaw

Testify

It's been a very competitive match so far against Pump Panther as he gets me in a side headlock down on the canvas. I pant trying to think of my next move as the referee, on all fours, looks down at my face to make sure that it isn't a choke hold.

I look out at the thousands of fans that have packed the stands at this huge arena. I'm not very well known by them yet but I am working my way up the ladder.

The referee asks me if I want to give up so he can ring the bell, but I refuse to have him end the match, I need to get out of this predicament. I bend my knees and try to push myself up and out of the hold. I think I can push the lower half of my body up off the canvas enough for this big panther to break the hold.

I start pushing myself up but suddenly the referee runs over to the ropes and starts yelling at a female polar bear who tries to get into the ring. It's my girlfriend Polarity, she's also a wrestler here in Gold Rush Restling, but lately our relationship has been on shaky ground. It started out great but then we started having disagreements, mostly little things, but then it started getting worse and worse and before I knew it we were fighting all the time. Having a relationship with somebody you work with is definitely as difficult as others say it is, I'm finding out.

Pump growls and lets go of me and walks over to Polarity and she immediately starts getting in his face, trying to buy me time so I can recollect myself, like I need any help.

I get up and club Pump in the back. I hook my arms under his and suplex him, he lands perfectly on his neck for me to get the pinning combination. The referee smacks the canvas for the count: One . . . two . . . but the panther breaks himself away from me before both of his shoulders can be pinned for the three-count. I get back up to my feet trying to keep my focus on the match,

"Get him! Get him! Go for his knee!" I thought it was a very passionate fan in the crowd saying that to me until I turn around and realize it's Polarity, still standing up on the apron of the ring, although she is not supposed to. If the referee decides that she is getting too involved in the match I can get disqualified and they will award the match to Pump.

"Get off the apron!" I scream back at her. I don't want her screwing this up for me.

"You need to get on the attack!" she insists.

I look her in the eyes and tell her to get off again. Lately I've been having to do that a lot for her to take me seriously.

I notice a fur-covered arm come up from between my legs and before I know it I lose my footing as Pump rolls me up on my back for a quick pin.

"One . . . Two . . ." the referee counts. I try with all my strength my little fox body can muster but the panther's grip is too strong. "Three!" The bell dings and some heavy metal music starts blasting throughout the arena as the fans clap and cheer for the panther's victory. I get up and look at the panther as the referee grabs him by his wrist and raises his arm in the air.

I start growling and turn to see Polarity, now back down on the floor like she should have been and looking at me with a somewhat sorry look on her face. I'm normally very sportsmanlike after losing a match but right now I am just pissed off. I get out of the ring and start yelling at her. I hate being mad and yelling but dammit she distracted me and cost me the match. I get out of the ring and focus on her,

"What we're you doing up on the apron?" I yell as we start walking our way out of the arena.

"I was only trying to help, you we're going to lose another match." She backs up step by step up the entrance ramp.

"I did lose the match! Because of you!" I growled.

"I thought you needed my help."

"I know how to wrestle! I don't need . . ."

* * *

I brush the soap on my chest as the hot steaming water blasts all the dirt and sweat out of my fur. I wish the water could blast away the stench of my loss. This is weird, I normally don't care this much about a loss, but I'm mad. All this fighting with Polarity is turning me into a bitter fox. Maybe I should just break it off with her. I don't need to be like this, this is not who I am. But on the other paw, I haven't had very many relationships and it's taken me forever to find somebody like Polarity. Maybe I should just wait a little while and let myself calm down so I'm not so emotional. I don't want mean thoughts to control my emotions.

I turn the water off and shake my fur dry. I grab my towel and wrap it around my waist. The shower wasn't as relaxing as I thought it would be. All I did was get myself more upset.

I open up the stall and walk out of the showers over to the lockers where a bunch of the other wrestlers are chit-chatting, most of them getting ready to go to bars or maybe a party somewhere. I'm probably going to go to a hotel room so I can talk to Polarity about our problems and not get any rest or relaxation before we are back on the road at five in the morning for another city and another live event. I need a break.

"Hey foxy," Zenaku says with a smile on his muzzle.

"Hey, wassup?" I say back to him. The big wolf puts on a white T-shirt and starts packing up his stuff. The scent of his black fur is always unmistakable.

"Saw your match," he said.

My ears go flat, "Oh," I say.

"Yeah, don't worry bud; you'll win your next match. You are an awesome wrestler. I wish I could do half the moves you do."

"It's not the match that's upsetting me," I tell him.

"Polarity?" he asks. I look up at his golden eyes; he's really good at seeing right through me.

"Yeah, her and I have been fighting. I'm sure it will blow over soon; we're just going through a little downtime. We'll probably talk about it once we get to the hotel and hopefully we'll work it out."

He nods his head, "I understand," he says, "But just in case, if you need a different place to sleep you can always walk your sexy butt over to my room."

I chuckle a little, "Thanks," he also knows how to get me out of a bad mood. I open up my locker and pull out my suitcase and pull out a pair of underwear and slip it on underneath the towel. I'm a little nervous being seen naked around other guys, including guys like Zenaku.

"Did you need a hug?" he asks me. He has his arms wide open for it. I go ahead and comply and wrap my arms around his big body. His paws start rubbing against my butt.

"Hey, hey!" I break away chuckling.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it was instinct, you forgive me?" He extends his paw. I chuckle again and shake his paw. But then he pulls me in and starts rubbing my butt again.

"Hey!" I chuckle again.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I did it again." His tail wags.

"Men, gather 'round." It's the big brown bear, Coach Striker, calling all of our attentions. He paws everybody white pieces of paper listing the cities and times we are all supposed to be at for the next week,

"Do not lose these schedules. I of course expect all of you to be at each event on time, if not early. If you get sick or something is keeping you from making the scheduled event, do not tell me, tell Ms. Draxa, because I don't have time to deliver the message to her."

"Why Coach? Are you too busy sticking your cock in your ex-wife's mouth to deliver a message?" a big blue leopard said. Some of the guys laugh, including me. The bear grunts a little but knows not to take these guys too seriously.

"You're lucky Ms. Draxa isn't around to hear you guys cracking jokes like that." He looks around for a second, "Where is Silverback?"

"I saw Silverback walking to the office to clock-out," a big gray wolf said.

"Well somebody go get him so he can get his schedule."

"I'll do it," the gray wolf says before running out of the locker room.

Coach focuses back on the rest of us, "Now remember to wrestle hard guys, the Take No Prisoners pay-per-view is coming up in a few weeks. I know you will all do well." He walks back into his office and all the guys start getting their stuff together to go to the offices to clock out and head out for the night.

"I'm not looking forward to tonight, but maybe Polarity and I will finally see some common ground." I tell Zenaku as I quickly put the rest of my clothes on.

"I'm sure you will hon." He smiles at me. I close the locker and get my suitcase ready.

"I hope so. I don't want to keep fighting, especially over these next busy couple of weeks."

I put my leather jacket on. Almost all of the guys are gone except for the coach, I guess I was taking too long getting dressed. I worry too much.

Zenaku and I get our stuff together and open up the door when a panting Silverback walks in with his tongue hanging out. He's a big over seven-foot tall blue wolf with a big pudgy belly to carry around. Very hard to miss.

Silverback

I run into the locker room passing Testify and Zenaku as I stumble in, I no like running, it's not healthy for me.

"Silverback," Coach Striker says.

I can't stop panting, "I is here . . . I just need a minute," I sit down on the bench. There's two wrestlers still hanging around the locker room looking at me as I try to catch my breath. I can't believe I forgot my schedule. I would have been very lost without it.

Coach looks at me and paws me the card, "Here you go my boy, don't forget again alright?"

I nod my head, "Yes sir."

The last two guys leave the locker room and close the door behind them. I look down and see one of my shoes is untied so I put my bag down on the floor and start tying my shoe. Coach Striker stands over me and starts slowly petting the top of my head,

"I loved your match Silverback," he says somewhat softly.

"Thank youz," I say.

"I loved watching your big strong body running around the ring," he sits down next to me and gets close to me and starts kissing me gently on the neck. "I pawed off to your match thinking about naughty things I want to do to you," he keeps kissing. I feel his soft warm tongue rub up and down on the nerves of my neck. He rubs my big belly in the spot that I love it, right on the belly button. I start growling pleasurably. I'm glad he finally got my sweet spots memorized.

"Mmmm, you hard yet?" Coach asks me.

I take a deep breath and say, "I'm getting there."

He chuckles, 'Well let me help you." He unbuttons my jeans and reaches inside my pants and starts rubbing my expanding cock. Within a few moments I was very hard. I couldn't think to say anything so I just started chuckling until I finally said, "That's better." I look deep into his eyes and kiss his sweet muzzle. He slips his tongue in my mouth and my tail wags pleasurably as our tongues wrestle around in our muzzles.

I break away for a second, "They still think you have an ex-wife?"

"Yep," he says back. He breaks the kiss away and stands up and takes off his belt and pulls his pants off to reveal a skin-tight kinky pair of dark green underwear.

"You like?" he asks me. He shows the back part of it to me, it's so tight that I can see the crack of his ass, along with his big bulge on the front side. I smile widely and pant a little more,

"No, I hate it so much, I think you should get rid of it right now; just rip it off right now." I stand up smiling and take my jeans and underwear off fast. I stand there in all my throbbing glory as I hold him close and start kissing him again. He wraps his arms around me and gently rubs my butt. I look at his cute face as he smiles up at me,

"Mmmm, I need a big strong wolfy to help me out then."

I grab the waistband and start tearing it, "No problem."

* * *

Testify

It didn't surprise me too much when Polarity sent me a text message saying that she was going to share a hotel room with another one of the girls. I was just going to enjoy the hotel room by myself but decided to go ahead and take Zenaku up on his offer of sharing a room. It beats sitting and sulking alone all night.

I sit at the desk enjoying the free wi-fi on my laptop as I look at some artwork on one of my favorite sites.

"Whatcha looking at foxy?" Zenaku, wearing only his underwear, asks. I look through drawings and pictures of big muscled wolfs and otters. I don't know why, I'm not gay or anything like that. I spend a good amount of time in a gym and I've always been a fan of having a body like that.

"Is there something you're not telling me?" Zenaku asks me.

I turn to him as he looks over my shoulder, "What do you mean?"

"You're looking at pictures of muscular people."

"What? I like the artwork." He just looks at me. "Yes?"

"Alright . . . you know, you can tell me anything foxy."

"I'm not gay, I'm just a big fan of bodybuilding, you've seen me in the gym."

"Yeah, you're in very good shape for a little guy."

"Damn right," I go back to my pictures. I look through a few more and then turn my head again to see a naked Zenaku crouched over setting the alarm clock. I quickly shift my eyes back to the screen. I don't know if Zenaku got naked to try and seduce me or something like that, or if it's just natural routine for him and it just didn't come to mind that I may not want to see that. I turn my head again and see him under the covers of his bed and turning on the TV.

I'm not gay, well at least I don't think I am. I've always had the thought in the back of my mind when I was thirteen that I might be, but I doubted it. I just really like bodybuilding and artwork that expresses it. Besides I have a girlfriend . . . well at least for the time being.

The thoughts of her costing me the match started coming back. I pull out my phone and send her a text to tell her good night. A few minutes later my phone vibrates with a message saying "night." No *hugs* or *holding hands and kissing* like she normally gives me. Yeah she's pissed. Maybe we both just need to be apart from each other for a while. Maybe then we will miss each other and realize how great we are together and come back to each other. But for right now I'm alone, well not alone, I have Zenaku. At least I got a good friend.

I log out and close the laptop and turn off the desk lamp to get ready for bed.

"You want to sleep with me?" Zenaku asks happily.

I chuckle, "No thanks."

"Aww come on, I got plenty of room," he pulls some of the covers off revealing his wagging tail and a little glimpse of his naked butt."

"Really, I'm good."

"Okay hon. I'll be right here if you change your mind." He turns over.

I sit on my bed and look at him for a second. What would happen if I actually did sleep in his bed? I mean that wouldn't sadden me, I would be comforted by one of my best friends, which is kind of what I want right now. I want to be loved by somebody. I wonder what Polarity is doing right now . . . meh, who cares. She didn't even want to be with me tonight, but Zenaku offered before anybody else and he enjoys my company. I open my mouth to say something but I start to hear snoring from him. Awww, he's asleep. Oh well, nevermind. I don't want to wake him.

I slip under the covers of my bed and hug the pillow close. I grab the remote and turn down the volume of the TV so I can say my prayers. When I was done it didn't make me feel better. I felt like my prayers didn't do anything but just bounce off the ceiling.

* * *

The next morning I thought more about my theory of just staying away from Polarity so that later we will miss each other and want to be together again, so I insisted that she ride with the girls and I ride with Zenaku the couple hundred mile trip over to Dallas for the television taping of this week's Uncensored. In GRR we film two events for television. We film Warzone live on Monday nights and tape Uncensored on Tuesday so it can be played for Thursday. Management does it so that the fan can get wrestling throughout the week and the wrestlers can have a few days off in a row. But more times than not I'm out for a few weeks at a time so I can work live events, where there are no cameras. I don't have a whole lot to look forward to back home except the apartment that I rent. My mind is on wrestling. Zenaku and I made our way to Dallas and spent a little time at the gym and got something to eat. It felt good to not worry about Polarity for a while so I can focus on tonight's mix-tag match.

This match is actually a very huge deal because it's a double number one contender's match. Since it's a mix tag match the guys have to take on the guys and girls have to take on the girls. For the winning team the girl gets a shot at the GRR Females Championship and the guy gets a shot at the GRR International Championship at Take No Prisoners. I want that championship so much because it's the second biggest championship in the company under the World Heavyweight Championship. I want to do well. I just hope that all those thoughts of arguing with Polarity will not get in the way.

* * *

They got in the way. I watched Polarity in the corner as she wrestled with some female wolf. When I was wrestling the guy wolf she didn't hesitate to shout directions at me from start to finish. I got so flustered I purposely tagged her in so I could take a few deep breaths.

The wolf gets Polarity in a headlock and turns her head around before they crash landed on the canvas in a neck-breaker. The wolf had been wrestling a very competitive match and was starting to feel fatigue. She crawled and reached out to her partner for the tag. I looked at Polarity grab at her neck in pain and then crawl over to me to do the same thing. I reach out and she tags my paw for me to enter the match. I come sprinting into the ring as the guy wolf gets into the ring. I go for a clothesline across his face but he ducks underneath it and comes back with a kick to my gut. Then he hooks my head and grabs the waist of my wrestling tights and flips me over his head and slams me down onto my back in a vertical suplex. He goes for a cover but I kick out of it before the referee can even make a count of one. He growls at the referee to count faster and then starts digging his forearm into my face. The burn of the tape on his wrist burns my face. He stops, leaving me with a very red face as I get up. I get back to my grappling stance, ready for his next move.

"Take him down! I want that championship! Get him! Get him!" Polarity screams at me in the corner but I try to ignore her. The wolf goes in for the grapple and I quickly hook under his arm and flip him over onto his back with an arm drag. I quickly pin his shoulder down and wrench his arm behind him in a hammer lock. He growls in pain with his paw just a few inches off the mat, he's thinking about it, he might tap out to the hold so we can win the match. I try to focus on keeping my submission hold on until I look up and see the female wolf's foot drill right in my face. She kicks me right between the eyes and causes me to let go of the hold.

"Hey! What are you doing?!" The referee tells her, issuing her back to her corner.

"Get her out of the ring ref! Do your job!" Polarity shouts at the referee.

I look up as the female wolf starts shoving the referee. I have no choice; I can't win any match with a distracted referee. I get up to confront the girl. But the referee spots me coming before I can do anything,

"Whoa, not you too, I will disqualify you! That's your opponent!" he says referring to the guy wolf, "Focus on him!" I turn back to my opponent, but before I know it Polarity enters the ring and pounces on top of him and starts digging her claws into his face.

"Ahh!" he screams.

"Hey, get back in the corner!" the referee shouts at her. This match is starting to get out of control. He pats her on the shoulder telling her to get back in the corner or we, not her but we, will get disqualified and won't get our title shots at the pay-per-view. Polarity won't let go, she keeps trying to scratch the guy's eyes out, she's mad his girlfriend, or whatever, came in to break everything up. The referee keeps telling her we are going to get disqualified. I quickly grab her and pull her off of the guy. She tries to fight me away like a damn little girl that doesn't have her security blanket.

"Let me go!" she screams.

"Get back in the corner!" I yell at her.

She growls at me and gets back into position in the corner on the other side of the ropes.

"Tag me in! I want to take out that bitch!" referring to the other female.

I never heard her say that before, "No, I got him down!" I argue.

"Tag me in!"

"No!"

She looks at me with her teeth sticking out and slaps me right across the face.

"Ohh," most of crowd says. I just stand there frozen in shock. The referee looks at us confused before he slaps his paws together signifying that slap as an official tag. He even starts to tell me to get in the corner. She slapped me in the face. She slapped me in the face. She slapped me in the fucking face! Polarity, my girlfriend, just slapped me in the face.

Polarity gets into the ring and started going for the other female. I just stood there; I can't believe that she hit me.

"Come on Testify, get back in the corner," the referee said calmly.

I respected his request and climbed back out through the ropes and stood there in my corner holding the tag rope while I watched Polarity and the other girl fight it out. The stinging is still present on my face. All I did was try to keep ourselves from getting disqualified, otherwise she would have cost us the match . . . she would have cost me another match, a shot at the championship. I hate this bitch! I never thought I would say this about her . . . but I hate her. I don't want to use that word, but I have to. It's the only word I have to describe her. Our relationship has been rocking with minor disagreements but now it's messing with my work, it's dragging me down, and it's killing me emotionally and turning me into somebody I don't want to be; a bitter and sad fox. I can't do this. I can't live like this anymore. This is too much for me and I want out, I want out now!

I look at the ring and see Polarity delivering hard fists in the opposite corner. The other girl knees her in the stomach. She kicks her in the stomach and then hooks her head and runs and jumps up leaving Polarity to come crashing her face down on the canvas when the wolf comes back down in a bulldog maneuver. The two females lay in the middle of the ring almost motionless. The girl wolf turns over and stats crawling again to her corner to tag in her partner. Polarity pants and looks at me, she's tired and has had enough, and so have I. She crawls slowly towards me for the tag. There are so many evil things that I want to say to her. I want to call her a good-for-nothing bitch! But is that me? Is that what I was raised to be? Would God want me to act like that? No he wouldn't, and I don't want to be like that either. I want to say all these things but I also don't want to say these things. I should just open my mouth and say them . . . but I'll regret it. You know, if I have nothing nice to say I just won't say anything at all.

Polarity reaches for the tag but I just let go of the tag rope and walk down the stairs and start walking up the ramp.

"Where are you going?" I hear her say. I keep walking up the entrance ramp. Some of the crowd starts cheering me while some of them start to boo me. But I don't care anymore. I have had enough of this crap.

I look up at the big TV screen that we have above the entrance area for the crowd and watch as the female wolf rolls Polarity up, a lot like that panther did to me yesterday, as the referee counted the one, two, and three. The bell dings and music starts blasting and the crowd stands up and goes crazy. I quickly look back down, I don't want to look at her face, she has got to be pissed at me. I walk faster and faster up the ramp.

I walk behind the black curtain to the backstage area where some of the wrestlers are standing next to the monitor but they aren't watching the match, they are watching me, I just don't look at anyone and keep my growls and frustration to myself. I walk down the stairs and into the hallway to the locker room.

"Testify! Testify!" A different female voice calls out to me. It sounds like Ms. Draxa; I bet she's not happy either since I just walked out on an advertised match, "Testify talk to me, what is going on? You have an audience out there. You can't walk out on your audience." I open up the door of the guy's locker room and shut it hard before she can follow me.