have to remember when you’re wrestling is to never underestimate your opponent. You’re an expert, you should know this.’’

Jessie chuckled and remarked, ‘’of course I know that. But you just did what you told me not to do.’’

Jessie rolled over the ropes and climbed up the turnbuckle within one swift movement. She then jumped from the turnbuckle and flipped head over paw through the air, landing right on top of Brent, which sent him sprawling onto the mat. His head hit the mat hard, knocking him out. Jessie got on top of Brent and Rail Wolf made the decision final.

‘’One, two three! Jessie wins! Pin fall, pin fall!’’

Jessie got off Brent and smiled.

‘’I guess I proved myself.’’ She said. Brent moaned and mumbled, ‘’a little help here.’’

Balto wasn’t paying attention. There was something about this new wrestler that made him feel strange. He knew her. But from where and why, he couldn’t quite place it. Her eyes looked familiar, but he knew it couldn’t be who he thought it was. They wouldn’t be caught dead doing something like this.

‘’Balto, get your head out of the clouds Balto,’’ Rail Wolf remarked, ‘’help me out here! Brent’s too heavy!’’

‘’Hey, watch with the weight humour there!’’ Brent exclaimed. Balto shook his head and headed Rail Wolf pick Brent off the mat and walked him to the dressing room.

Once inside, Brent iced his aching body. He shook his head and replied, ‘’man, she’s strong. What a move! She managed to land a Shooting Star Moonsault on me-which I may add it quite tough to do. I think she may be our fourth member.’’

Balto handed Brent another ice pack and answered, ‘’I don’t trust her Brent. She seems a bit too good. I’d say we’d better keep an eye on her, just in case.’’

Brent applied the ice pack and nodded.

‘’Yeah Balto, you were always right. What do you think Rail Wolf? It is-after all-a team decision.’’ He replied. Rail Wolf shrugged and answered, ‘’if you ask me, I think Balto’s right as well. No one I know has the athletic ability to do something like that. I think we should keep a keen eye on that girl.’’

Balto sighed and walked to the door. Brent saw him and asked, ‘’hey Balto, where’re you going?’’

Balto turned his head and said, ‘’I’m going to have a word with Jessie.’’

Jessie pulled the cloak off her face and dabbed it with cold water. Suddenly, she heard the door opening and quickly put the cloak back on. Jessie turned and saw Balto standing in the doorway, his arms crossed.

‘’Jessie, may I have a word with you?’’

‘’Uhhh…sure Balto.’’ Jessie replied sheepishly. Balto walked into the room and leaned against the wall.

‘’Your match against Brent was impressive, but you have to remember that you nearly killed him with that flying attack you did. I just want to say that,’’ Balto got from his leaning position and walked up to Jessie, pointing right at her, ‘’if you ever hurt my friend again, I will personally make your life a living nightmare. Got that?’’

Jessie nodded fearfully. Balto smiled and exited the dressing room.

Brent stood in the centre of the ring wearing safety equipment. Balto, Rail Wolf and Jessie watched as he began his discussion.

‘’Okay everyone, you have learned every wrestling move that is suited for you. But there is one that each of you are missing.’’

‘’What,’’ Balto asked, ‘’what move are you talking about?’’

Brent smiled and answered, ‘’a finisher move.’’

‘’A what?’’ Rail Wolf questioned. Brent set up a projection screen and turned on a projector. On the screen was a boxer -who wore a black leather vest and torn jeans- fighting a plain clothed Shepherd. Balto, Rail Wolf and Jessie watched in pure shock as the wrestler slammed into the mat with his opponent clutched over his right shoulder.

‘’That was Stone Cold Steve Austin’s boxer Limestone landing his famous move the Stone Cold Stunner. This is a finisher move. A finisher is a move you only use when you want to finish off your opponent. Big surprise huh,’’ Brent chuckled, but noticed that no one else was laughing. He pretended to cough and continued, ‘’anyway, you can only use this move when one of two things happen. One: You want to seal your victory or Two: Your adrenaline is too high and you need to get rid of some of it. Other than those two instances, you can’t use a move without hurting yourself badly. Now, since none of you have a finisher, this is where you make one up. A finisher should reflect you as a person, so it should be something that is your speciality. I’ll give you a few hours to think of one. Once you have made one up, come back and test it out on the test dummy.’’

Balto and Rail Wolf walked into the dressing room, but Jessie stayed behind. She climbed into the ring and said, ‘’Brent, I can’t really think of anything that suits me.’’

Brent thought for a second and snapped his finger. Grabbing the dummy, Brent told Jessie to get out of the ring and watch.

‘’Well, since you’re an expert in kicking, I think this might be your best bet. It’s a finisher called Sweet Chin Music. Watch and learn,’’ Brent stunned the dummy and jumped back. He waited a few seconds, and then jumped forward. Landing on his left shoe, he thrust his head toward the mat and shot out his right leg. Brent landed a crisp and powerful kick right to the dummy’s chin, sending him flat on his back. Jessie was stunned. Brent smiled and continued, ‘’now see? Wasn’t that easy? Come on, try it.’’

Jessie nodded and climbed into the ring. Brent set the dummy up and got out of the way. Jessie stunned the dummy by giving a pressure point in the neck a small chop. Jumping back, Jessie took a deep breath. She leaped forward and landed on her left hind paw. She rocketed out her other hind paw and connected with the dummy’s chin, but a bit to the right. The dummy spun to its right and fell onto the mat. Brent clapped his hands and remarked, ‘’nice one. But you have to aim your kick. It has the most power when your paw hits the centre of the chin. Oh look, Balto and Rail Wolf are done already.’’

Jessie turned and saw that indeed Balto and Rail Wolf had completed their finishers. Balto was the first to try his out. Setting up the dummy, he turned to Brent and said, ‘’I call this one Call of the Wild.’’

Balto grabbed the dummy and put its head into a headlock with his right arm. Balto then grinned and jumped into the air, spinning the headlock around until it was a neck-breaker lock. Balto then slammed into the mat, crushing the dummy’s head into his shoulder. Releasing the dummy, Balto got up and howled. Everyone clapped madly as Balto got out of the ring. Brent patted his friend on the shoulder.

‘’Awesome Balto,’’ he exclaimed, ‘’I loved it. The howling at the end is a perfect touch. Okay Rail Wolf, you’re next.’’

Rail Wolf nodded and did a small warm-up. He then got into the ring and set the dummy up. Rail Wolf then got ready. The dummy lunged at him, but Rail Wolf was ready. He chopped the dummy hard in the head, temporarily dazing it. Rail Wolf then ran back and bounced off the ropes. Holding both arms out like a battering ram, almost goring the dummy as he sent it face-first into the turnbuckle. The dummy sparks for a few seconds, and then went limp. Rail Wolf smiled and gave a small nod.

‘’Nice one Rail Wolf,’’ Brent remarked happily, ‘’what do you call it?’’

‘’The Highball.’’ Rail Wolf answered. Brent nodded and got into the ring himself. Setting up the now sparking dummy, Brent replied, ‘’okay, time to show you my finisher. The Shake, Rattle and Roll.’’

The dummy stumbled around and bit and started at Brent, who was ready to strike. Using his left paw, Brent landed three clean lunging punches, making the dummy stagger back. Brent then started to do a small jig, while the dummy stumbled around. Brent then stopped the jig and turned. The dummy was in range. Brent wound up and slammed the dummy flat with his right arm. Brent looked at the now broken dummy. Its face had a huge dent in it. Brent looked at Balto, Rail Wolf and Jessie, who were shocked.

‘’What? It’s not like it’s a real person or anything.’’

Suddenly, another letter from Amtrak fell into Brent’s mail slot. He grabbed it and read it to his team;

APPARENTLY YOU MANAGED TO FIND A FOURTH TEAMMATE. LUCK WAS ON YOUR SIDE NOW, BUT ONCE YOU GET IN THE RING WITH MY TEAM, YOU’LL HAVE NO CHANCE IN HELL. I WILL GIVE A SMALL PRE-WARNING TO YOU FLEABAGS. CHALLENGING US WILL RESULT IN A SLOW AND PAINFUL DEATH TO ALL FOUR OF YOU. HOWEVER, IF YOU FOOLS STILL THINK YOU CAN WIN, THE TOURNAMENT WILL BE HELD TOMORROW AT NOON. BE THERE OR I’LL SEND MY TEAM TO COME AND KILL YOU AS COWARDS RATHER THAN AS FOOLS.

AMTRAK

Brent crumpled up the letter and threw it to the floor, squishing