Chaos Reborn

According to Gnel, the tag-team match should have one person from each team in the ring fighting one another and would tag their teammate in. However, the two teams didn’t care for the match rules and simply attacked their respective opponent. The fighting spilled out of the ring and onto the floor. Even though Twilight knew their blows were fake, she still cringed whenever she saw them get hit. She quickly grabbed the back of her head as a loud smack echoed through the arena. The sickly green Pegasus called Pestilence delivered a kick to the back of Braeburn’s head that Gnel called an Enziguri. Big Mac faced off against the large blood-red stallion called War. The two seemed equally matched in strength and durability since Big Mac delivered a backdrop onto the thinly padded floor. However, War got up and delivered a powerbomb to Big Mac. The two continued this power struggle while their other teammates fought their opponents. Famine quickly dodged Brother Empire as he tried to get his hooves on Famine.

He would dodge and then strike, but his strikes didn’t seem to affect the massive stallion as Empire tried to get his hooves on Famine. The only two Ponies not fighting were Death and Father Cortland. They just stood in the middle of the ring glaring at one another. It seemed they were in an intense staring contest. Neither one flinched when the crowd cheered or chanted “holy shit” as Big Mac speared War through the right corner barricade. The two continued to stare at each other before a toothy smile formed on Death’s face. Father Cortland brandished a similar smile before the two suddenly attacked each other.

Death kept Father Cortland in a headlock for several seconds before Father Cortland was able to break free and capture Death in a headlock. The two did this over and over again before Father Cortland, while trapped in Death’s fourth headlock was able to lift him and deliver a backdrop causing Death to loosen his grip on Cortland. The two lay on the mat as their teammates climbed onto the apron on the outside of the ring and edged their respective teammates on to tag out. The two crawled slowly to their own corners and both simultaneously leaped and tagged one of their teammates into the match.

Pestilence cackled as he jumped over the top rope while Brother Empire stepped over the top rope. Pestilence galloped towards Brother Empire and delivered a running dropkick to Brother Empire’s side. However, the kick didn’t seem to register with Empire as he stood tall while Pestilence fell to the mat. He looked up at the massive Stallion and cackled before he rolled to the left just before Empire slammed his front hooves on the mate where Pestilence once was. Pestilence got to his hooves quickly and galloped towards the ring ropes. They ricocheted him towards Brother Empire. Since he was so tall, Pestilence was able to slide underneath his frame. As he passed under Empire he kicked at all four of his legs causing Empire to wobble, but not fall. Pestilence once again let the ropes ricochet him towards his opponent and once again slid under Empire as he kicked at each of his legs. This time the attack made Empire fall to his knees as Pestilence once again used the ropes to ricochet towards Empire again. This time, however, Pestilence spun 180 degrees and delivered a kick to Empire’s face. He fell to the ground as Pestilence began to cackle and trot around the fallen Stallion as he did a crude dance.

However, the attack only seemed to anger Empire because while Pestilence continued his dance Empire stood up and snarled. Pestilence turned to Empire just as his right front hoof slammed into Pestilence’s face. Pestilence spun 360 degrees, stopped, stumbled, cackled, and finally fell to the mat. Empire snorted at the fallen Pestilence before he dragged him towards his corner. He tagged in Braeburn who quickly climbed through the middle rope and bolted to the middle of the mat before he charged at Pestilence who sat in the ring corner that housed the Apple Family. Braeburn jumped and pulled his back legs close to his chest. The way he soared through the air made it seem he was in slow motion before he delivered a dropkick to the chest of Pestilence.

Pestilence convulsed from the corner to the mat as he let out wheezing cackles trying to catch his breath. Braeburn got back to his hooves as he deadlifted the still wheezing Pestilence into a suplex. Pestilence once again convulsed on the mat as he arched his back from the pain. However, Pestilence never let up on his cackling as he wheezed out each breath of laughter. Braeburn’s right eye twitched before he helped Pestilence back to his hooves. However, Pestilence took this opportunity to strike. Quick as lightning Pestilence was able to leap and deliver an enziguri to the back of Braeburn’s head. The two fell to the ground and lay there for several seconds before Pestilence started to crawl towards his corner, cackling all the way there.

Pestilence suddenly leaped towards his corner and tagged in War as Braeburn was able to roll and tag in Father Courtland. The two met in the middle slamming their forearms into each other’s face before. War suddenly ducked under one of Courtland’s blows and got behind him before he lifted him and delivered a German suplex to the leader of the Apple Family. Father Courtland rolled out of the ring as Brother Macintosh quickly climbed into the ring and charged only to have War duck under his clothesline and deliver a German suplex to him as well. Braeburn climbed back into the ring only to get caught in another German suplex. Finally, Brother Empire slowly climbed over the ropes and stared daggers at War who stared daggers right back. The two were like statues as they continued their staring contest before they charged towards each other.

Even though Twilight knew their blows were fake she still winched with every fake strike. War was able to duck under one of Empire’s strikes and got behind him, wrapped his fore-hooves around his abdomen, and to everyone’s surprise was able to lift Empire and deliver a German suplex to the massive stallion. The Ring shook and quivered as the massive stallion slammed onto the mat. The crowd erupted into cheers at the massive feat of strength as War got back to his hooves and let out a war cry. He didn’t see Courtland slither back into the ring and before he could notice. Cortland blindsided him with a forearm to the back of the head. War stumbled back towards his corner. Famine tagged War without Cortland noticing as Courtland grabbed War and flung him towards the ropes.

War ducked under Father Cortland’s first strike, bounced off the ropes, ducked under his second strike, and finally, suicide dived through the ropes and collided with Empire on the outside of the ring. Famine was able to sneak behind the distracted Courtland and delivered a standing dropkick to the back of Courtland’s head causing him to crumble to the ground. Famine then tagged in Death before he ran towards the ropes letting them slingshot him towards the opposite side and suicide dive through the ropes only to smash into Braeburn on the outside.

Death climbed the turnbuckle and stood on his back hooves as he wobbled to keep his balance. He extended his wings before he leaped into the air, performed a front flip, and slammed his back hooves into the abdomen of Father Courtland. Death fell to the mat as Courtland rolled around on the mat clutching his abdomen. Death quickly got to his hooves and pinned Courtland as the referee moved from the corner to start the count. His hoof came down once, twice, and before it could come down a third time Brother Macintosh came from nowhere and tackled Death off Courtland.

Macintosh tried to throw Death out of the ring, but Death was able to counter and throw Macintosh out of the ring instead. He then grabbed Father Cortland and held him up from behind as Pestilence quickly crawled back into the ring and slammed his back right hoof onto the mat as the crowd began to count: 3…2…1. Pestilence galloped towards Death and Cortland before he attempted a superkick. However, Courtland was able to escape Death’s grasp at the last second and Pestilence’s superkick hit Death on the right side of his head. He stood up for several seconds before Death fell to the ground.

Pestilence cringed when he saw who he hit before he was speared out of the ring by Braeburn as the two fell through the middle rope and onto the floor. Courtland was laying on the bottom turnbuckle of his corner as Empire quickly climbed to the apron and tagged himself in. Empire quickly grabbed Death and deadlifted him into a running power slam. The whole ring shook as Empire quickly went for the pin. The referee, trying to stop the fight between Macintosh and War turned to see the pin and quickly started his count. His hoof came down once, twice. As it was raised Famine quickly climbed into the ring to stop the pin, but was intercepted by Braeburn who leaped from the top rope and slammed his forehoof into Famine's face as the referee's hoof came down a third time.

The bell rang as the crowd exploded into cheers as Jukebox announced, “Here are your winners: Brother Macintosh, Brother Braeburn, Brother Empire, and Father Courtland: the Apple Family!” the crowd cheered again as the ponies lying around and in the ring looked like they were in a war zone. Twilight watched as Macintosh helped Braeburn up while Empire helped Courtland up the ramp as he limped. War and Famine seemed to be able to walk on their own while Pestilence helped Death towards the back.

“How can I meet,” Twilight said before she cringed at the name, but added, “How can I meet Death?”

“I’m sure Rampage will let you meet him after the show,” Discord said before he stuffed a hand full of popcorn into his mouth. He coughed as a kernel seemed to get stuck in his throat before taking a large gulp of soda to wash it down. The lights suddenly died and a spotlight illuminated Jukebox in the middle of the ring. He had a large smile on his face as he surveyed the darkness around him.

“Ladies and gentlemen, it’s time for the main event!” Jukebox yelled as cheers exploded in the darkness.

Outside the stadium, two large Minotaurs stood on either side of the entrance of the stadium. The Minotaur on the right yawned as the one on the left asked, “Hey, do you see that?” the right Minotaur looked out into the darkness and saw something running towards them. It seemed to dodge and weave around the street lamps. The two tensed up as the Minotaur on the left slowly reached behind him towards his staff. The Minotaur on the right continued to have his arms folded as he narrowed his eyes to see what was coming through the darkness. The two relaxed when they saw a young Jackal run out of the darkness towards them. He stopped in front of them and hunched over to catch his breath.

The Minotaur on the left quickly walked over to the jackal and said, “Deep breaths son, what’s the rush?” as he placed a hand on the back of the jackal to console him

“Am I too late,” the young Jackal wheezed with each word. The Minotaur looked at his buddy before he turned back to the Jackal.

“Late for what?” the Minotaur asked. The jackal lifted his VIP ticket for the show. The Minotaur grimaced as he broke the news to the young jackal, “Kind of, you’ve missed a majority of the matches.”

“Have I missed Rampage’s match?” the jackal wheezed. He was finally catching his breath and stood back up. He took in another long breath before letting it out slowly. The Minotaur looked to his friend who used his walkie-talkie to relay the jackal’s question. He listened to the responder on the other end before he placed the Walkie-Talkie back on his belt.

“Rampage’s match is just about to start,” the Minotaur at the door said.

“Oh thank the gods I didn’t miss it,” the jackal said before the Minotaur led him towards the entrance. He opened the door for the young jackal. He thanked the two and quickly ran inside.

“Hey kid,” the Minotaur on the right yelled. The jackal turned as the Minotaur added, “Have fun, you deserve it after running all this way.” the jackal nodded before the Minotaur closed the doors.

“I’m glad he was able to make it,” the Minotaur on the right said with a smile.

“Yeah, but when have you ever seen a white jackal?” the Minotaur on the left said.

The young jackal looked around at the stadium and a sadistic crooked smile formed on his face when he remembered the Minotaur’s words: Have fun. He let out a chuckle as he licked his yellow dagger-like teeth and said, “Oh I will, I will.” The pearl white Jackal walked towards the entrance to the ring seating, his crystal blue eyes changing to Amethyst with black slanted pupils.