Brother verses Sister Combat XVIII
by Buzz Haywood buzzhaywood@yahoo.com
Fatal Four Way


Lauren vs. Buzz vs. Drake vs. Alexis

Now the record reads: 388 matches, Lauren 382, Buzz 6.

It was now time for the long anticipated fatal four way match. I was now the
Heritage Champion. I know Lauren now owns twenty extra wins against me, but
those were in tag team matches and elimination matches where she pinned me.

The undefeated 618-0 Pitman Pyke was still in town and already had his sights
set on me and my title. But that would have to wait until another time. I had
a fatal four way elimination match to prepare for.

All four of us shook hands in the back in a form of sportsmanship. "I suppose
tonight we'll find out which one of us truly is the best," Drake said.

"We've certainly came a long way in our competitive rivalry," Alexis added.

"It's been a great ride," Lauren replied.

"All three of you are the greatest athletes I've ever competed against," I
proudly stated.

We had a group hug, then it was off to the intro-tunnel. My ring music hit. I
was proud to be introduced as the Heritage Champion. It was even nicer to see
I was finally starting to have a fan-base growing. Now Drake made his way into
the ring. Drake deffinately has his fans. No doubt about that. Next, his
sister, Alexis, was announced. She is beautiful and extremely attractive.

As well as tough and dangerous, and I should know. After all, she kicked my
ass enough times. Not as many times as Lauren. Speaking of which, my tough,
talented, beautiful sister, Lauren, was now introduced into the ring. Of
course, our respective sisters had the much larger fan base. The bell rang. We
all charged at each other. Drake and I went at it while Lauren and Alexis
tangled.

The referee reminded us only two in the ring at once. So, me and Drake stepped
out and allowed our tough younger sisters to continue grappling. The girls put
on a wrestling clinic in there. So many suplexes and reversals. And drop kicks
galore. When Alexis came closer to me, I gave her the blind tag. So now it was
Lauren and me again. She gave me a series of vicious arm drags. She hit me
with a super kick, but Drake gave her a blind tag.

Drake quickly covered me, but I kicked out at two. We then put on a wrestling
clinic of our own. Ten minutes went by and still no eliminations. Drake tagged
out to Alexis. She chopped me hard across the chest over and over and over
again. My chest was red and tatooed by her hand prints.

Now 15 minutes had gone by. Alexis tagged Lauren. She threw me out of the ring
and then climbed the top rope and axe-handled me. After throwing me into the
post she threw me back into the ring. She climbed back to the top rop and hit
me square in the chest with a flying elbow drop. Then she pinned me.

One... Two... Th- Shoulder up! Lauren was surprised. The crowd was shocked.
So, she pinned me again, this time hooking the leg. I got the other shoulder
up this time.

She tagged Drake. He pinned me, but I kicked out. Drake tossed me into the
ropes and went for a clothesline, but I ducked, then I got him with one of my
own. At this point, 20 minutes had gone by. I tagged out to Alexis. Annie and
Randal were watching from front row ringside. Brother and sister slugged it
out. Before we knew it, the lights went out for Drake as Alexis hit him with a
misstle drop kick and pinned him for a three count at the 24:48 mark. Lauren
entered the ring next.

Drake was helped to the back. The girls fought tooth and nail. I saw glimpses
of all the greats while Lauren and Alexis wrestled it out. I noticed Madusa,
Sherri Martel, Susan Sexton, Wendy Richter, and Fabulous Moohla in there. And
I can't forget about the Jumping Bomb Angels. I saw glimpses of them, too. The
match had reached the 30 minute point. Alexis tagged me in. After a minute I
tagged Alexis back in. Then Lauren tagged me back in after a minute. Alexis
gave me a German suplex. One... Two... Th... Kick out!

I don't believe it. I thought I was done for. After she monkey-flipped me
across the ring I found a way to tag out to Lauren. After a hurricanrana,
Lauren pinned Alexis. One... Two... Three! At the 39:58 mark. Now it was down
to only me and Lauren. Right off the bat Lauren began wrestling like Luna
Vachon and Ivory while I was wrestling like Dusty Wolfe and Mario Mancini.
Lauren got me with a DDT. 1-2- kick out. Then she got me with another DDT.
Another pin. This time I got my shoulder up.

Lauren then used a swinging neck-breaker on me and grapevined my leg. Again I
escaped. Then she applied a figure four leg lock on me. The referee asked me
if I wanted to submit. I said no. The match was 50 minutes old now. I kept
struggling. But I couldn't break free. My shoulders were suddenly down. The
ref counted, but I managed to get my shoulder up at two and a half. I
attempted to reverse it, but didn't have the strength. I needed to find that
inner strength inside of me.

Then I finally was able to turn it over. The ref looked at Lauren and asked if
she wanted to concede and of course she said no. But then Lauren was the one
to turn it around. I knew I needed to reach for the ropes. So I tried and
struggled. I kept inching and inching towards it. Couldn't grab it. Suddenly,
we both heard the bell. I didn't submit!

"Buzz, did you tap?" asked Lauren. "No Lauren, I didn't," I responded.

The referee was talking to the ring announcer. "Ladies and gentlemen, the
referee has informed me that the one hour time limit has expired, and he
declares this match a draw," said the ring announcer.

Suddenly the promoter approached the ring. "There must be a winner, let's give
them five more minutes," he said.

So that did it. The match would continue. The bell had rung. She charged at
me. And it was at full force. Lauren suplexed me and went for a pin. I was
able to roll out of it. She then leg dropped me and pinned me again. 1-2...
Shoulder up. Then she gave me a piledriver. Again she pinned me. 1... 2... I
put my foot on the rope.

Lauren then put me in a Boston crab. She brought me straight to the middle of
the ring while she still had me trapped in the hold. I was about to go out. I
couldn't respond to the ref. I could no longer move my hands to tap. Suddenly
the bell rang. The time limit expired yet again. Boy, I was relieved. But
again, the promoter insisted they're had to be a winner.

Great! So the bell rang again. Lauren clotheslined me right away. Then she hit
me with a senton. Then she elbow dropped me. Next, she pinned me and hooked
both legs. 1-2-3! Now the record reads: 389 matches, Lauren 383, Buzz 6. After
one hour, seven minutes, and 34 seconds, Lauren had won the fatal four way
match.