A Brothers Revenge

 A Brother’s Revenge

Marshall  vs Theo 

A Lumberjack Match

By

The Mangler

Marshall’s revenge tour was still not complete. While he had managed to defeat Ash (see Gauntlet I) and Byron (see Gauntlet II), he failed miserably to exact any retribution from The Executioner.  In fact, The Executioner had beaten him decisively in the ring and arranged further outrage post-match. (see Gauntlet III, and Marshall/Cumface vs B&B).

Marshall was determined to right that wrong, but first he had another wrong to right – his brother Theo.  Theo had manipulated Marshall into forming a tag team, and they had spent months training, perfecting their teamwork, and resolving their personal differences. But Theo had been actively conspiring to set Marshall up for the beating of his life and the horrible 6 months that followed.  Marshall was determined to get retribution.

Theo, however, wasn’t exactly stupid.  He had already been beaten and humiliated by his brother in the ring once and wasn’t going to let that happen again. (see Theo's Debut)  As such, Theo had refused every offer of a match until Marshall had agreed to a lumberjack match.  Marshall knew how these things could go, so he made sure that he had loyal lumberjacks.  In reality, Theo’s lumberjacks owed no loyalty to him, but instead owed that allegiance to The Executioner.  But in this case, the enemy of my enemy worked for Theo.

Marshall vs Wiley

 [This story is a "fill-in" story.  It takes place after Wiley vs The Executioner and before The Gauntlet matches with Marshall.   Hope you enjoy.]

Marshall vs Wiley

By

The Mangler

Marshall took a couple of deep breaths as he walked towards the curtain that would lead him into the auditorium and his first fight since throwing off the yoke of the Executioner and the Heel faction.  His opponent tonight, Wiley, was the wrestler who had brought him into the league but then had not only abandoned him but had helped the faction beat the crap out of him because Wiley felt he had not fulfilled his end of the bargain.

To his credit, Wiley had helped disband The Heel Faction with an unasked-for assist from Marshall.  To say Marshall had strong emotions going would be an understatement.  Some wondered if those emotions were mixed, but he would tell you they definitely were not.  Revenge and punishment were all that was on his mind.  Helping Wiley defeat The Heel Faction was revenge against the Faction.  It had nothing to do with Wiley. 

Marshall/Cumface vs B&B

Marshall & Cumface Vs B&B

By

The Mangler

In the Redneck Arena

“I’ll be damned if I ref that match,” Taylor said.

“What’s the problem?” the commissioner asked.

“What’s the problem?  What’s the fucking problem?  Did you see what those two sons of a bitch did to me the last time I refed for them?” Taylor asked. (see B vs B)

The commissioner smiled as he said, “Well, yes, I did. And the fans loved it.”

“Well, I fucking didn’t,” Taylor huffed.

Gauntlet III Marshall vs The Executioner

 

The Gauntlet III:

Marshall vs The Executioner

By

The Mangler

Marshall limped through the curtain to the back as the announcer announced the second wrestler for the next match. He ignored the argument between Wiley and the league official, Walker, which was taking place in the aisle of the arena. 

The next two wrestlers were well-matched, so Marshall figured the match would go its full length. He had 20-30 minutes to prepare for his final bout against The Executioner, so he thought a quick hot shower would help.

No sooner had he walked into the locker room than a pair of arms went around his upper chest and under his arms before lifting up and locking his hand behind his neck, placing him in a perfect full nelson.  Almost instantly, he saw Ash, wearing lightweight boxing gloves, step in front of him and start throwing punches into his abs.  

Each punch echoed with a “splat” and the explosion of sweat droplets that reflected throughout the locker room.  Each blow landed deep into Marshall’s already worked-over abs and felt like a semi driving through him.  Ash quickly fell into a routine as he was used to using Marshall’s abs as his personal speed punching bag.  Tonight, he was trying to see how hard he could hit.  Marshall had almost no chance at defending himself other than trying to tense his abs, which was not very effective after the abuse from his first two matches.

The blows went on for a little over a full minute—a lifetime as you were getting your abs destroyed-- before a loud whistle was heard.

Gauntlet II Marshall vs Byron

The Gauntlet II:

Marshall vs Byron

By

The Mangler

 

Twenty-five minutes after his match versus Ash, Marshall, having elected to enter the ring first, walked down the aisle to the ring for his match with Byron.  As he walked down, accompanied by Wiley, he continued to stretch out the kinks and pains from his recently completed match against Ash.  His testicles were still tender, so he had elected to wear a small jockstrap to help hold them against his body so they didn't jostle around as much.

After arriving at the ring, Wiley returned up the aisle where he would observe the match.  He didn’t trust the former members of the heel faction.

For this match, Marshall showcased his 5’11”, 200-pound physique with a thin-strapped, low-cut blue singlet that accentuated his well-toned pecs. You could see every striation in his muscles. His signature red kneepads and boots completed his formidable look. As he acknowledged the fans' cheers with smiles and waves, the anticipation in the arena was palpable.

Gauntlet I Marshall vs Ash

 

The Gauntlet I:

Marshall vs Ash

By

The Mangler

 

After his treatment by The Executioner, Marshall was adamant that he wanted a match to exact some revenge.  The Executioner knew of his desperation, turned that to his advantage, and agreed to a fight only if Marshall could win a gauntlet series.  That meant Marshall had to fight three matches on the same night.  Between each match would be a 30-minute time-limit match between other wrestlers.  After some negotiations, these terms had finally been agreed to.  In addition, if The Executioner won the match, Marshall agreed to participate in a match of The Executioner’s choosing as long as it was not a handicapped match.  

Marshall vs Midnight

 

[Alright degenerates, this is a "prequel" match.  It occurred before any of the other Marshall Matches.  It was briefly mention in The Gould Brother's Take Charge.  Enjoy.]

Marshall vs Midnight

By

The Mangler

Marshall stood in his corner waiting for his opponent to enter the ring.  He was considered very handsome, stood 5'11" tall, weighed 200 pounds, had 4% body fat, and was shredded so that you could almost see every muscle fiber.  His abs were an 8-pack and rock hard.  Marshall was dressed in a pair of yellow wrestling trunks, white knee pads, and white wrestling boots.  He looked like what he was – a face.  He had already been checked for foreign bodies by Byron, the ref.

His opponent tonight was a member of the Heel Faction, which always complicated things in the UWA.  They were, as the name implied, a collection of Heels who were trying to establish control over the league.  They were not against using any method necessary to win a match and the more they squashed their opponents the better.

The Gould Brothers Take Charge (2)

 

 [Part 1 can be found here:  The Gould Brothers Take Charge 1]

The Gould Brothers Take Charge 2:

Marshall & Theo Gould vs The Executioner & Adam

By

The Mangler

As soon as Marshall dropped to the ring floor and began his roll, Adam, realizing what was about to happen, turned and grabbed Ash by the front of his ref’s jersey and whipped him around so that his back was towards Theo and Marshall as they made their tag.

Theo leaped over the top rope to enter the ring just as Adam, once again, turned the ref around to see Theo leaping over the top rope, fists ready, and Marshall laying on his back with his head near the turnbuckle.

Ash rushed to step in front of Theo screaming, “Out of the ring.”

“What?? What?? We made a tag,” Theo protested.

“I didn’t see or hear a tag, so out of the ring.”

“Goddamn it, you fucking stupid idiot.  We made a tag.  This is the second time your worthless ass didn’t see it,” Theo screamed as he tried to get around the ref.  Ash was having none of it and kept pushing and grabbing to keep Theo out of the action.

The Gould Brothers Take Charge

 [Added a picture of the Gould brothers just to give you a visual of the brothers]

[This is the third in a series following Marshall's Revenge and Theo's Debut.]

The Gould Brothers Take Charge 1:

Marshall & Theo Gould vs The Executioner & Adam

By

The Mangler

Marshall stepped out of the shower following his run, looked in the mirror, and really liked what he saw.  He was handsome, shredded, and intelligent.  Because of his defeat by the executioner and the machinations of his brother,  he was still having to work at the wrestling gym as an "assistant" (wrestling dummy) but he had actually started to become part of the team and not just a body to be abused.  He was just slipping on his boxer briefs when the doorbell rang.  Expecting his Door Dash breakfast delivery, he walked out to the entryway still in just his briefs.  He always enjoyed others admiring his perfect body so he opened the door.

“No! You’ve got a fucking lot of nerve. Go the fuck out of here,” he said as he tried to slam the door.

A booted foot stuck itself across the threshold to prevent the door from fully closing.

 “Look, I know you don’t want to see me but I am here and we need to talk.  Please.”  The interloper adopted a lost puppy look.

Marshall desperately wanted to say no but the pleading look on his brother's face won out and he opened the door and waved Theo in.  Theo always seemed to know how to get to Marshall. Theo was wearing tight-fitting clothing to also show off his muscles.

Theo's Debut

 

Theo’s Debut

By

The Mangler

Theo stood in the dressing room looking around and smiling because he had made it to the big league in wrestling – the UWA. His real name was Theodore Algenon Gould.  He was the second child of the immensely rich and powerful Paul Gould.  Just like his older brother Marshall, he had gone into professional wrestling and his father had agreed “as long as you do not embarrass the Gould name.”  Marshall had failed spectacularly at that task which caused Theo to smile every time he thought of it.  [see Marshall’s Revenge].  His thoughts were interrupted by the opening of the door and the entrance of the leader of the Heel Faction, The Executioner.

The Executioner looked at Theo.  “Remember, this match is going to determine if you are invited to be a member of the Heel Faction or not.  Your actions towards you brother have given you this opportunity and your minor league wrestling has been good, but this is the big time and it needs to be fucking great.  Fuck up this match and you’re just a fucking loser like your brother.”

Marshall's Revenge

 [This story is a 'throw back' story.  It is in the style of some of the original Mangler stories and is thus more brutal and more intense than some of the newer stories.  Let me know if you like it or not.]

Marshall’s Revenge

By

The Mangler

Marshall Winston Gould, IV seemingly had it all.  Money (he was a trust fund baby), Smarts (top of class in high school and college), athletic ability (star quarterback Division I), looks (considered extremely handsome), and fitness.  He stood 5’11” tall, weighed 200 pounds, 4% body fat and shredded so that you could almost see every muscle fiber.  His abs were an 8 pack and rock hard. 

Wrestling was his chosen profession and he excelled at it.  That is until he came to the Universal Wrestling Association.  Here he had no wins in the 9 months that he had been here and was very frustrated.  How did he end up in this situation?

Marshall had been recruited to the association by his college teammate Wiley and the other faces in the league.  Over the last couple of years, a faction had developed known as the Heel Faction (why not call yourself what you are) and they were running rampant through the league and had essentially taken over.  They would use just about any trick or tactic to win.  Wiley knew that they needed some new blood, knew that Marshall was talented and knew he loved a good challenge so he was fairly easy to convince.  Marshall’s downfall had been his mouth and his confidence.