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Chapter 6

By: Silverback Christianpaw

Testify

It's been only twenty-four hours since my brutal match at Take No Prisoners. I woke up this morning with the worst headache of my life, my back is hurting bad, and one of shoulders is slouched. It was a very brutal match, and I'm a little sad I didn't win it, but I have no shame because I know I gave it my all.

I walk down the hallway to Ms. Draxa's office. This place is starting to get more familiar to me every time I come down here, but I wonder what she wants with me now. Well I'm not worried because Zenaku is back with me and he's fine now.

I look up at those stitches in his forehead. I just want to stand on my tippy-toes and kiss his forehead to comfort him. But I don't want him to think I'm coming onto him or anything like that, because I'm not.

He of course is really angry right now. He's growling with every footstep he takes and I don't blame him. He was attacked last night before the match. He didn't see who attacked him but when we talked to Silverback this morning on the phone and asked what happened, he told us the Husky Brothers gave him some weird cookies that put him out. So it's not hard to see that somebody from L.A.N.C. was involved in Zenkau's attack as well.

Zenaku looks around, "Hmm, I wonder why Slutsky isn't guarding the door like he's supposed to. Lazy ass, hehe." He breaks into a little smile, the first one I've seen him put on in a while.

I knock on the door to Ms. Draxa's office.

"Come in," she says. I open the door. "Ah, Testify," she smiles, "First off, I want to congratulate you for your performance last night. It was one hell of a match and without you we wouldn't have had a main-event at the pay-per-view. So thank you very much."

My tail wags, "Well you're welcome, I appreciate that. . . . Um, is that what you called me down here for?"

"Nope, I actually called you down here because I wanted to give you a present."

"A present? Wh-what kind of present?"

"Well as you know, Soultiger has been running me ragged with requests and whatnot. Well, tonight I am going out to the ring to announce two main-events for the next pay-per-view coming up in a four weeks called Gold and Glory. Now I have consulted your buddy Silverback and his doctors and he is cleared to compete. So at the pay-per-view he will be facing Soultiger for the GRR Championship."

"Awesome sauce," I say.

"And the other main-event at Gold and Glory, and as a thanks to you for helping me last night, I will be giving you a GRR Tag Team Championship match. It will be the Husky Brothers versus you and a partner of your choice."

I smile and my tail wags fast. I look up at Zenaku who is now smiling fully,

"Hmm, I have the perfect tag team partner already in mind," I say. It would be too awesome to have him as my partner.

She smiles, "Hehe, that's great. Now, if you'll excuse me gentlemen I have work to do."

"Hold on," Zenaku says, "No disrespect ma'am, but last night I was attacked, and there's no doubt it was Soultiger and his goons that did it. Now, don't you think that maybe actions like that shouldn't go without some kind of retribution?"

"Absolutely," she opens up her desk drawer and pulls out a clipboard with a piece of paper on it, "That's why I need your signature on this. This is a contract for a tag team match for tomorrow's taping of Uncensored. It will be Soultiger teaming up with Clyde S. Dale to take on the team of Zenaku and the number one contender, Silverback." She paws him the pen.

He takes it and signs the contract. "Woo! Thank you ma'am." He shakes her paw.

Thud. My tail stops and my ears move around searching for that sound. Thud-thud.

"What is that?" Ms. Draxa says moving her ears around as well.

Thud. I keep searching until I turn and see it's the front door being bumped. "It's coming from here," I say to her. I hear chuckling coming from the other side.

She walks over to the door and opens it up to see Slutsky the Security Husky with his pants unbuttoned groping Clyde S. Dale.

Ms. Draxa clears her throat. Clyde immediately pushes Slutsky away, Slutsky almost falling down when he is shoved.

"What the hell are you guys doing?" she asks flustered.

The tent in Clyde's pants is almost frightening. "I, um, just broke up with my girlfriend last night, and Slutsky here was just hoping to lift my spirits by giving me a--"

"Yes?" She bounces her foot impatiently.

"A friendly hug." He looks at her. But she isn't buying it,

"In my office Clyde . . . now."

He looks down and walks into her office like a child being sent to his room.

The door shuts behind me and Zenaku, we both look at Slutsky. He just smiles with his tail wagging and a tent in his underpants as he says, "Well, he's cute, hehehe."

* * *

Silverback

I stand in my corner holding the tag rope as Zenaku lays the beat down on Soultiger in the ring. The crowd is electric as always and I'm game, I want in this match right now. I want some of Soultiger because this may be my only shot I have at him before Gold and Glory. I'm still uber excited that my championship match is finally going to happen, and at a big pay-per-view like Gold and Glory no less. I want to be champion. Coach knows it and I know it too that I can beat him and lead this company proudly as the champion.

"Ahh!" I hear Zenaku scream, Clyde has got his leg and body twisted in a half-Boston Crab. I see the pain in his face as he looks at me. I reach out my paw as far as it will go to get the tag. The pain and anguish in his eyes turn into fuel as he tries with all his strength to inch close and closer to me for the tag.

"Come on!" I yell to the crowd and start clapping my hands as loud as I can. The crowd responds with some claps, then the clapping becomes louder, and louder, until the entire arena is clapping, as we all try to will Zenaku on.

"Raph!" He growls and barks trying to get closer and closer to the corner. I reach out for the tag again. My body is shaking, my feet are jumping up and down, all in anticipation of the hot tag that we so desperately need.

Slap! The crowd comes alive as Zenaku tags me in. I step into the ring and kick Clyde in the back of the head to let go of the hold. Soultiger steps into the ring and charges for me. I clothesline him across his face and he goes down. I turn back, Clyde is up and goes for a punch but I beat him to it with a kick to his gut and then a punch to his face, he goes down.

"Aroooooo!" I howl to the crowd and beat on my chest. I am on fire and am ready to kick some ass!

Soultiger get back to his feet but I deck him in the face again which sends him back into the corner. He has no where to run from me now.

I start hammering him down in the corner. I look in the corner of my eye and see Zenaku doing the same thing in the opposite corner with Clyde.

"Zenaku! Double team!" I yell to him.

"Right!" he says.

I grab Soultiger by the wrist and pull him out of the corner and shoot across the ring only to slam into an oncoming Clyde. BAM! Both men go down.

The crowd cheers me and Zenaku for the move. But it's up to me to finish the match sing I'm the legal wolf.

Zenaku climbs out of the ring over to the corner. I pick up Soultiger again and sail him over the tope rope to the outside. I quickly shift back to Clyde and go for the cover.

The referee counts, "1 . . . 2 . . ." Clyde kicks out.

I need to do something that will keep this big guy down. But what can I do? I know I'm strong but I don't know if I'm strong enough to slam this guy . . . ooh, slamming him; that would do it.

I get up and circle around him like a shark as he tries to get back to his feet again. I wipe some spit from my muzzle and have my arms out and ready to give it a try, it may just be enough to win this match for us.

He's up, he's dazed and confused; his eyes look glazed when he turns to face me. I quickly wrap one arm over his shoulder and the other under his thigh and try to pick him up. But his big heavy body won't move. Oh my God, it's like lifting a damn brick wall! He pushes me away; I bounce back into the ropes to come back with another attack. But he intercepts and takes me down with a hard shoulder block. I go down fast. Now he really does feel like a brick wall, at least that's what my throbbing shoulder is telling me.

"Get me in there. Hehe, get me in there," I hear Soultiger say from his corner. I hear the tag and before I know it Soultiger is on top of me with a cover.

The referee counts, "1 . . . 2 . . ." I kick out. The fans cheer. There's no way I'm letting Soultiger pin me, no way!

He grabs me by the ankle and starts to contort it over his leg. I quickly get my other leg up and start kicking away at him. Kicking away and kicking away. I must get away before he puts a hold on me.

He backs off, giving me time to turn over and get back to my feet. I feel the ring shake as I get to all fours. But then I look up and see the champ bounce off the ropes and hit me with a low dropkick.

BAM! It gets me right in the face. I yelp in pain and cover my eyes; they are burning in the pattern on the bottom of his boots.

"Come over here fatty!" he insults. He grabs me by the ankle and lays my leg in the bottom rope. He grabs the top rope, jumps up, and comes back down right on my thigh.

"Ahh!" I scream. I try to take my leg out of it. But the pain in my leg gets worse when he takes it and puts it right back in the rope. He jumps up and hits it again. "Ahh!" I scream again. I try to get my leg out again but the pain numbs my leg, I can't move it. He jumps up for a third time, and this time it hits the side of me knee.

"Ahh! Shit!" I pull my leg out the best I can until I am holding my knee close to my stomach. He growls and hisses as his big black boot kicks at my knee while I'm still holding it. I grunt in pain again and try to roll over to another side of the ring. He meets me with a kick to the back as I roll. I grab the ropes and pull myself up. I try to stand on my own two feet but the searing pain in my knee won't let me stay up as I cling to the ropes to keep from falling.

"Silverback! Tag me in!" Zenaku says in the corner to tag him in, his paw is already out and just a few feet away. I reach for the tag but then feel my leg cave in with yet another kick, this time to the back of knee, by Soultiger. I immediately go down in pain.

"Ha ha ha," he laughs as I squirm in pain. He pulls me, of course, by my injured leg and back to the center of the ring, too far from Zenaku's tag. He lets me go and sprints across the ring and punches Zenaku right in the face. Zenaku almost falls off the ring. He runs back and grabs my injured leg again and pulls me closer to his corner.

"Hey! Hey! Get back in the corner!" the referee says to Zenaku when he gets into the ring. He growls at him and tries to get to Soultiger but the referee holds him back and keeps administering him to return to the corner. But he keeps fighting it.

Meanwhile, Soultiger props me up in the corner and I suddenly feel something wrap around my neck and start to choke me. Clyde is choking me with the tag rope in the corner.

"Hey! Quit that!" the referee finally notices, after a few moments, what's going on. Clyde unites me and I slouch down in the corner,

"Did you see something?! Did you see something?!" Clyde shouts at the referee.

Soultiger goes back to work as he pulls me back to the center of the ring. He backs up and bounces off the ropes and jumps up and drops his knee down on my face. I yelp again in pain as he goes for the cover.

The referee counts, "1 . . . 2 . . ." I kick out again. The fans cheer me even louder than before. Yes, there is still life in me, and I'm still planning on winning this contest. He grabs me by my throat and stands me up.

His eyes are red and totally focused on me, while I can barely keep my eyes open and my leg from caving in on me, "Stay down!" he slaps me in the face, "Stay down!" he screams again and slaps me in the face again and growls furiously at me, "Stay down you punk-ass bitch!"

BAM! I punch him in the face. His whole body turns around in surprise. I remain standing for as long as I can. He meets me again and punches me in the face. I punch him back. He punches me again. I punch him again. He goes for another swing but this time I catch his wrist.

"Kyah!" I pull him in and knee him in the gut. He hunches over and I hold onto him. I take his arm and twist it completely around until he has to front-flip onto his back. He hits the canvas but I keep holding his arm up as I come down on his shoulder with a heavy legdrop.

"Gah!" he groans. I get back to my feet and lean on the ropes. The fans start to come out of their seats. Soultiger is in perfect position for my finishing move, the tidal wave, a move I have yet to hit the champ with. Now's my chance.

I sprint across the ring as best I can. The pain in my leg starts to creep up more so I run with a limp. I jump over his lifeless body and bounce off the ropes again. I jump and come crashing my big heavy body down on him with the finisher.

The fans cheer and clap, they can smell a victory . . . and so can I.

I cover him and the referee counts,

"1 . . . 2 . . ." BAM! Clyde kicks me in the back of my head to break up the count.

The fans boo Clyde.

Zenaku runs into the ring and takes Clyde, as well as himself, over the top rope with a vicious clothesline out to the floor. Okay, Clyde is out of my way, but I still need to get Soultiger down for a full three-count.

I pick him back up to his feet, but he breaks out of it, and in one swift motion hooks my shoulder with one arm, my leg with the other arm, and throws me over his head in a suplex.

BAM! I try to land on my back but it was too fast as I land right on the top of my head. My head feels very warm as my neck feels tingly and a little itchy. He got me good. He covers me and the referee counts again,

"1 . . . 2 . . ." I kick out and the fans cheers grow even louder.

"Rawr!" Soultiger shouts in frustration. He gets off of me and gets back to the corner. He squats down in position, position for his finisher that's made him famous, The Pounce. I have to think fast. Zenaku won't be able to keep Clyde down for much longer and I need to end this now.

I get up. He runs and jumps up to take me down with the vicious tackle. I fall back down to the mat, my leg is screaming in pain and won't let me stand . . . and just in the neck of time. He flies over my body and lands face-first on the canvas from the missed pounce.

We both try to get up at the same time, I see his legs spread. I quickly wrap my arm around his thigh and roll him up onto his back.

"Ahh!" his shoulders are down. I put all my weight on him so he can't kick out. The referee counts,

"1 . . . 2 . . . 3!" Soultiger kicks out but it's too late for him as the bell rings and my music starts to play. The fans come out of their seats and cheer me on.

I lay on the canvas catching my breath as my leg is barely able to move. Zenaku climbs back into the ring and his exhausted body falls next to me and he pats my chest.

"The winners of the match, Silverback and Zenaku!" the ring announcer says over the speaker system.

Zenaku says, "You did it man! You pinned the world champion! Congratulations buddy!"

Oh my God, he's right! I just pinned the GRR champion. Oh wow, I did it. Oh my God!

"Oh my God! I did it!" I say to him.

"You sure did hun," he says to me with a big smile.

He stands up; the lights are on so bright. He extends a paw. I take it and he pulls me back up to my feet. The referee grabs both our wrists and lifts them in the air signifying our victory. The fans stand and cheer even louder. Oh wow, children are jumping up and down with their paws in the air, females and screaming and cheering, males are cheering and clapping. Everybody, and I mean everybody, is cheering for me.

A tear runs down my cheek. I did it. I did something nobody has been able to do for months, I pinned Soultiger for a one, two, three. If the same thing happens at Gold and Glory then I will be the next GRR Champion.

I look at the ramp and Clyde and Soultiger are holding their hurt spots. The champ is holding his mid-section still hugging that GRR Championship belt like it was his child. I limp over to the ropes and look into Soultiger's eyes. He's angry as can be. I clap my paws three times and point at the belt, signifying to him I'm taking that championship in four weeks, and he better believe that . . . . Because I do.

* * *

Testify

My muscles are shaking. I got to get away for me to win the championship. I run past the barbeque grill and head for the cooler. There's got to be something here I can use. I open the cooler up and take a few cans of beer out of it and throw them at the big red fox. One hits him in the chest but he just swats the others away.

He's getting closer and closer, I must get away, because if he catches me he will win the match.

I run as fast as I can past all the people eating their hotdogs and hamburgers. I run around the side of the house, past the cars parked in the driveway, down the other side, and back to the backyard. My opponent is looking around for me. But I've got the advantage.

"Surprise!" I pounce and take him down. We both hit the grass. I get back up as quickly as I can and head for the door. If I get inside, it will be hard to catch me.

I start panting; this match is making me so thirsty and tired. I stop at the door and look down at the plastic table, there's a white styrofoam cup of water. I pick it up and chug it as fast as I can.

Bam! Thud! The red fox takes me down. Oh no, he's got me pinned.

"Hello Testify," he smiles wide. I suddenly notice that he's naked when I look down and see his privates hanging out. He keeps smiling as he rubs his testicles on the crotch of my tights.

"Mmmmmm," I smile wide. He rubs my pecs and brushes past my nipples as he leans down and kisses me softly.

"I can't do anything with these tights on, why don't you go change stud?" he whispers in my ear.

"Okay," I say gently. He gets off me. It takes me a second but I get up and open up the door. I walk into the showers of the locker room.

Well I am all sweaty, I want to make sure I'm nice and fresh for the red fox, I don't want to stink.

I take my tights off and start up the water. The familiar warming steam fills up the shower as I scrub my fur.

"Hey foxy," I hear somebody say. I look around and find Zenaku is showering right next to me, he's completely naked.

"Oh, I'm so sorry Zenaku, is this your shower? I'm so sorry, I'll leave right now." I turn around to grab my towel but I feel his paw grab me and wrap around my arm.

"No hun, it's okay, we can share the shower." He smiles as he looks at me. His golden eyes look even better with all the steam, it's like they are glowing. I melt in their beauty.

"Okay." I say. I pick up my bar of soap, but now I feel insecure. I mean, should I flex while I shower? Well I'm not trying to impress him. Maybe I should just quickly finish. No, maybe I should just leave.

Suddenly I feel a paw rub my wet butt, "Hmmmmm hehe," he smiles at me, "You have a cute tail foxy," he says.

I blush, "Aww, well thank you, hehe."

He keeps rubbing it as he turns the water off. His paw finally leaves my butt when he walks out to get a towel. He picks one up and wipes his eyes for a second and then tosses one to me. I shake my fur dry and wipe whatever is left with the towel. I tie it around my waist and pick up my tights off the floor where I left them and go to my locker. I sit down at the bench and start blushing even more when Zenaku sits down next to me.

"Mmmmm," he moans and reaches under my towel and grabs my penis.

"Marf!" I yip.

"Is something wrong hun?" he asks me with a big sly smile.

"Um, no, hehe, you just startled me for a second, that's all. You know, you need to keep those big paws on a leash." I chuckle. My tail wags back and forth.

He giggles and starts jacking me off slowly.

"Ohh," I moan. My tail keeps wagging until I feel his tail touch mine and start to slide around the underside.

"You like that foxy, I can do more if you want."

I look up into his eyes. They are brighter than I normally see them; they are absolutely breath-taking.

"I . . . uh . . . I'm not sure what to do now." I look down.

He chuckles again, "Well then let me take care of it." He removes my towel with his other paw. I look down at his paw surrounding my throbbing penis. I spread my legs out a little more and lean back to get it to stick out more.

"Ohh," I moan again as he starts to jack me off faster.

"Want to try fucking?" he asks. He leans and kisses me on the neck.

"Okay," I whisper.

"Hehe, good boy." He takes his paw away from my penis and moves them up to my shoulders. He gently leans me down on my belly on the wooden bench. My cock starts to dig into my stomach a little so I move my body over just a little bit. It flops on the side of the bench, still throbbing. I look behind and see him sitting on the bench with his cock growing and throbbing as well. I quickly shun my eyes away. I hope he didn't see me seeing his penis.

"Hey cutie." My eyes open wide for a second when I see Slutsky looking me in the face; he's lying on the bench just like I am. His tail is in the air wagging away and his tongue is hanging out. He gives me a kiss on the muzzle.

"You know you're gay right?" he says happily.

"Um, no I'm straight." I say back. Why would he say that? I mean I know it doesn't look like it right now, but Zenaku is my best friend.

"You think this is straight? Hun you are so gay, just admit it."

"No, I'm not . . ."

My eyes open up in the dark room. I sit up in bed and look around. The television is on but the volume is low. Some kind of infomercial for a sit-up machine is on. I've seen it a few times. Zenaku is sleeping in the other bed cuddled up next to Slutsky. Oh yeah, I almost forgot that Slutsky asked to share the room with us tonight after we found him kissing Clyde.

I quickly look under the covers and look inside my shorts and see my penis is no different than when I normally see it.

I lie back down and close my eyes. Little images from the dream immediately flash into my mind and I open my eyes again. That dream was frightening. Why would I have a dream like that? Is it trying to tell me something? I mean people say that dreams are supposed to tell you things. Meh, that's stupid. There's just a part of your brain that goes around telling stories while you are sleeping, I heard that on a TV show. Yeah that's it. . . .right?

A tear starts to travel down my face, it keeps soaking the tips of my fur until it sinks down into my pillow. I have trouble breathing. I want to hold back from crying, I can't let the guys see me cry or they will wake up and ask me what is wrong. I can't tell them about the dream. They will probably say that it's telling me something. Or they will make fun of me.

"Guh!" I breathe out as my body shakes holding back the crying pain. I quickly turn over on my side, away from the other bed. Another tear goes across the top of my muzzle and down my other cheek. I shake and struggle to get breath.

"Testify?" I hear Zenaku say.

Just lay here. Don't move. Maybe he will think I'm asleep and just leave me alone.

I wait a few moments and soon Zenaku resumes snoring again. My arm is falling asleep from lying on my side; I turn over facedown and bury my face into the pillow and let a few more tears go down my face.

What's going on here God? Am I gay? Is that what you are telling me? But I can't be, the bible says that being gay is a sin. I've had girlfriends, there's no way I am gay. I mean, I know my relationships with girls haven't been very good. I mean, I'm still a virgin at twenty-one years old, that doesn't say success in love. But I'm picky; I don't sleep around with the next girl I meet like some of the wrestlers in the locker room. Some of my online friends have asked me about what the bible says about being gay. I always say that Jesus loves you no matter who you are. I shouldn't be acting like this; I don't want to go back on what I've said. Oh, I'm so confused. I just want this night to be over already so I can get up and go to work. Take my mind off this damn dream.

My lungs start to hurt from my lack of breath being facedown in my pillow for so long and I finally have to turn over on my back again. The damn infomercial is still going on. I close my eyes again but more images from the dream flash in front of me again.

Fuck it. My eyes are staying open.