Disclaimer: I'm only gonna say this once, I don't own TNA, WWE, or any other wrestling feds mentioned or made fun of in this fic. Thank you.
Just when you thought it was safe to read fanfictions... ALLO! I'm baaaack! To new readers, welcome, to readers of BH, welcome back, that's right, Jason's back and this time we're taking it to TNA, if you didn't like BH ya probably won't like this and if you did like BH you probably won't like this, but let's not stand on ceremony and get this party started.
Here We Go!
Rebirth-Chapter One-Training Day
"C'mon Jason! Keep it up!" Yelled Mara Daniels as her boyfriend staggered into view. The boyfriend in question, a tall eighteen year old with short brown hair, jogged forward until he was level with her then collapsed on the grass at her feet.
"Am I... done yet?" He gasped, she laughed.
"Almost".
"Almost?"
"Yup, just thirty more push ups and five more laps round the block".
"What? Five?"
"You got it".
"Can't I just use the machine in Shawn's gym?"
"So you can set it on low? Not a chance slacker, now give me thirty".
Jason gave a defeated sigh and began his push ups, every day for the past week Mara had been putting him through a strict training regime, increasing his workload every day, he was spending hour after hour running laps of the neighbourhood, doing press up, lather, rinse, repeat until she said otherwise, he had actually cheered when she told him they were going swimming one day, until she made him swim laps of the pool instead of run them, sometimes it just didn't pay to have a girlfriend.
"Tell me again why I agreed to let you help me train?"
"Because you wanted to lose a few pounds and boost your stamina, and seeing as I have a brother who used to work for TNA, I was the best person to help you out".
"And you don't have to do it with me because..."
"I'm not the one in training".
"And I don't just say piss off because..."
"Because if you do you'll never find out where Shawn and Cameron hid your precious Sonic the Hedgehog game".
"Yeah, although I'm starting to wonder if it's worth it".
"C'mon kid" said Shawn from his seat on the steps. "No pain, no gain".
"Easy for you to say" replied Jason as he stood up. "There, thiry push ups, five more laps right?"
"Yup" he started to run off. "Hold it!"
"What now!"
"You forgot something" she replied picking up a heavy looking bag, he eyed it nervously.
"What's in that?"
"A hundred pounds of weight".
"... I'm sorry, what did you say?"
"You heard".
"Y'know" he muttered putting the bag on. "Sometimes I wonder why I put up with you".
"Because you're crazy about me" she smiled.
"Uh huh, and it's mutual right?"
"C'mon Jason, you know how I feel about you".
"Yeah".
"Now come on" she said slapping him on the back. "Six more laps".
"Six? You said five!"
"That was before you started stalling, now get going or it'll be seven".
He gave a frustrated groan and started running, Mara went and sat next to Shawn with a grin on her face.
"I love teasing him like that".
Shawn laughed. "I'm impressed that he takes it, I would have thought he'd have at least tried for some payback by now".
"Well, he does love that game".
"Yeah, maybe I should tell him where it is then you'll have nothing on him".
"Shawn, you wouldn't, you know what he'd do to me?"
Shawn just laughed and the two went back to waiting for Jason to finish, the teen constantly shot Mara mutinous glances as he went by but did the six laps and collapsed on the lawn again.
"Alright Jason, that's it for today".
"Thank... you... God".
She laughed. "Now get up and hit the showers".
He tried to get up but was weighed down by the bag. "Uhh, little help?"
She laughed again. "Nah, I think I'll just watch you struggle".
"That's it!" He jumped to his feet, Mara took off and ran inside, Jason managed two steps before collapsing to the ground again, he looked at Shawn who was still sitting on the steps laughing his guts out.
"Don't just sit there! Get this damn bag off me!"
Jason collapsed face-down onto the bed, his body and muscles were aching after his hard day of work, he heard a knock on the door.
"Come in Shawn".
"How'd ya know it was me?" Asked his mentor.
"You and Rebecca are the only one's who knock, and seeing as she's out..."
"Oh, how ya feeling?"
"Like I've been through a match with you" laughed the teen. "Damn" he muttered. "How can I want to throw up if I don't have anything to throw up?"
"Didn't you ever take tenth grade science?"
"That was a bit hard considering I got expelled in the eighth grade".
"Expelled? What for?"
"Flooded the assembly hall".
"That's it?"
"Yeah, OK sure there was a PTA meeting with the school governors going on, but still".
"So you ain't been to school since eighth grade?"
"Yup, that's why I got into wrestling so early, I didn't drop school to wrestle, I wrestled cause school dropped me".
"Oh, so what did you do between school and wrestling".
"Stay at home, annoy my Mom, annoy John, damn him to hell, lose half my friends, get bored, join a soccer team, get kicked out of soccer team, join a gang, get arrested four times, leave the gang, get beat up in the streets, beat up the people who beat me up, got a part-time job, got fired from said part-time job and then joined a wrestling school".
"Nice".
"Very".
"Anyway, I'm gonna go pick up something to eat, pizza good with you?"
"Yeah, thanks man".
"No problem".
Shawn left and Jason went back to trying to lie as still as possible, Mara came in a lay down next to him.
"You OK?" She asked, snuggling up to him.
"Do I look it? And if you're expecting a hug after the hell you've put me through today, you got another thing coming".
"It's for your own good Jason".
"So you keep saying, yet I've been working till I hurl and I don't feel better".
"You said you wanted to cut down to two ten, how much do you weigh right now?"
"Two ten and a half".
"See? Just half a pound to go".
"I'll probably hurl that out later".
She laughed and absently ran her hand down the side of his face. "Then you said you wanted to boost your stamina so you could keep up with the X-Division guys, I'd say you're well on the way to doing that".
"It's not that I don't appreciate this, it's just when I asked you to help I didn't expect to be put through a boot camp for fear of losing my favourite video game".
"How else could I have got you to train?"
"True".
"Anyway, I'm not that hard on you".
"Army drill instructors are less demanding than you".
"Well if you feel like that then I'll ask Shawn to cancel the treat we had planned for you".
"Treat?"
"Yeah, we figured that since you worked so hard since you started training you deserved a treat".
Jason laughed. "Yeah right, let me guess, a thousand laps of the swimming pool with a two hundred pound weight tied to my back? If that's the case then I might as well do it with you".
"I'll pretend you never said that".
"Yeah, that was pretty harsh, so what's the surprise?"
"Shawn's arranged it with the local promotion to let you go to their gym tomorrow and throw around some of the trainees there".
"Seriously?"
"Uh huh".
He kissed her on the cheek. "You're the best... wait, no catch?"
"No catch, just you throwing around some guys and working on a new finisher".
"Yeah" he sighed. "No more F-U, but you know what they say, out with the old in with the new".
She nodded. "So what now?"
"What now?" He repeated putting an arm round her. "Now, I'm going to lie here until Shawn gets back, have something to eat, then sleep until tomorrow when I can beat some rookies up for a while".
She smiled. "Sounds like a plan".
They snuggled up together for a few moments.
"So, can I have my game back?"
"Hmmm, nah".
Jason was like a kid in a candy store when he got in the ring the next day, he, Mara and Shawn had arrived earlier than the regular guys to let Jason have some fun, he ran the ropes and practised takedowns with Shawn, before seeing how quick he could move around, the only problem he had was that it was a regular four-sided ring, the six sides of TNA were going to be a whole new world, his one match in a TNA ring had been hard on him but he figured he'd get there eventually, he was now taking a break as the regular wrestlers went through some drills in the ring, the trainer called him in.
"Right, I don't think I need to tell you who this is, and the reason he's here is to work with you help himself get ready for his TNA debut, but I'm sure anyone who impresses him will find themselves on the TNA scouting list in the future".
Laughter rang out in the small group.
"So, who wants to work with him first?"
The next hour was spent with Jason exchanging moves with the wrestlers, he used all his old moves but none of them could put them down for a three-count, his refusal to use the F-U after leaving WWE looked like it was coming back to haunt him, he had the Koji clutch, but he needed a move that could get a pinfall win, eventually he stepped out of the ring with a frustrated look on his face.
"What the hell do I need to do to get a three-count?" He muttered to Mara.
"You could always try something new" she suggested. "Like you planned".
"I can't think of anything".
"Use your imagination".
Before Jason could reply he was distracted by the trainer arguing with one of the wrestlers.
"... know what time it is? You're an hour late! Just because you're our champion doesn't mean you can turn up when you please".
"Sorry man, I just didn't see the point to turn up just to work with some no-talent brat who just got fired because he couldn't handle his equally untalented brother".
"It doesn't matter what you do or don't see the point in doing, you're supposed to set an example to the younger guys, we're not a big promotion, we need to have guys like him there to help the youngsters".
"Yeah, the youngsters, not me".
"Look Carl, if you were as good as you say you are then this wouldn't be the only place who'd let you work for them".
"Hey" said Jason to one of the younger wrestlers, the kid looked younger than he was. "Who's that loadmouth?"
"Him? Carl Buckley, our champion even though he's the least talented guy here, I've only been here a month and I out wrestled him, no other place want to touch him, he's only here cause he's rich and helps bail us out from time to time".
"If he sucks so bad how come he's still champ?"
"Politics, he defends it once a month and when he does he gets himself DQ'ed straight away".
"Oh".
At that point Buckley came across to the table with drinks. "Outta the way" he muttered shoving the other kid to one side, he turned to Jason and hesitated when he saw the teen glaring at him, he quickly recovered though.
"Got a problem superstar?"
Jason just shook his head and stepped round him, the other kid looked like he wanted to get a little payback but he stepped in his way.
"Relax, he's not worth the effort" he said load enough for Buckley to here him.
"What did you say punk?"
"You heard" he replied before turning back to the kid. "You up for a little wrasslin'?"
"Sure".
"Just so you know, I'm trying new finishers so I'm gonna try and throw you around alot".
"I can take it, and it depends on whether you can keep up or not that you'll be throwing me around".
Jason laughed and followed the kid into the ring, he tried every new innovative move he could think of but the kid kicked out of everything. Jason was feeling frustrated but in the back of his mind he wondered if the kid was just really tough.
"You wanna take a break?" He asked as he helped the kid up after hitting a modified Styles Clash, which the kid of course kicked out of.
"Nah man, keep 'em coming".
Jason complied and set the kid up for a Razor's Edge but as he lifted him up the kid suddenly slipped off his shoulders and caught him with a big kick.
"Told ya you'd have to keep up" he laughed as he helped Jason up, the teen smiled back but it dissapeared when he heard Buckley continue to make snide comments.
"Please, no wonder his brother kicked his ass, why is he even in wrestling?"
"Get out of the ring" muttered Jason to the kid. "Hey big mouth! If you wanna talk shit get in here and talk it to my face!"
Buckley looked shocked for a second but then grinned. "Punk, if I got in that ring with you then you won't make it to TNA".
"Wanna put your money where your mouth is?" Replied Jason. "I got fifty bucks here that says I'll pin you in less than a minute!"
Buckley laughed. "You haven't pinned any of these no talent jackasses, what makes you think you'll pin me?"
"These guys don't suck".
Buckley's eyes narrowed and he hopped in the ring. "Referee". The trainer jumped in as well.
"Hold the money ref" said Jason.
The two circled each other but as they went to lock up Buckley kicked him below the belt and began wailing on him.
"C'mon superstar, that all ya got?" He yelled as he prepared to hit a kick, Jason's instincts kicked in and he ducked before standing up with Buckley on his back in a torture rack, he walked around for a few seconds before spinning Buckley round and dropping him with a powerbomb! He covered as the trainer counted Buckley down.
"Guess I'm the new champ" laughed Jason as he got up, he exchanged a look with Shawn, guess I've found myself a new finisher".
"Or Buckley's the weakest guy you've ever wrestled".
Jason proceeded to disprove that suggestion by hitting the same move on all the wrestlers in the room and putting them all down for a three count, finally Shawn decided the teen had had enough fun ended the day, they were on the car ride home when Jason's phone went off.
"Hello? I'm fine... what? That's a bit short notice isn't it? No, we can make it... yeah, see ya".
"Who was that?" Asked Mara.
"Cornette, he wants us to get to Florida by tomorrow".
"Tomorrow?"
"Uh huh".
Shawn smirked. "I take it you're gonna be busy for a while".
"Uh huh" replied Jason. "There's gonna be no time for TV".
End of Chapter
And so it begins... be gentle. Seriously though I hope you enjoy it, and as you'll find out I've changed a bunch of things in TNA around to suit my own needs, like Vinnie Mac whenever someone disagrees with him.
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