Dan had been busy lately. He knew there was more to life than the usual petty stuff and for him to make his way in the world, he would need to come up with something to ensure a steady stream of money was coming in for the Godfather. Dan had been a young man with good prospects and that was why he had been picked up by one of Disorder's guys to come and work for him. Since then Dan had been working his way up the rankings and trying to make a name for himself.

Sadly, it was the wrong one. Dan Gleebles had mistakenly revealed his surname to some of the guys one night after a few drinks and from then the name had stuck. DanGlee balls, Dangly Balls. The guys had a right laugh at that one. Still, Dan got on with it anyway and made sure people knew him for more than just his poorly given nickname.

Dan had heard some tell stories of the man Disorder was as a youngster. Not only was he well known for being a double hard bastard, he was also a King of the Ring champion and had gone up against some truly amazing fighters to come out on top. To this day he still held the title for King of the Ring, nobody had challenged him since and this made Dan wonder whether the old dog still had some life in him to get the ball rolling on a new tournament.

He decided to approach the Godfather one day with the proposal of a comeback, at least just one more fight. Something to get the juices going, something to get the people talking, something to get the crowds pouring back into the MGM Grand Casino, here in Las Vegas.

It had been a while since we saw a steady crowd, instead most of the occupants were old fogies who wanted to do nothing but spend their remaining years playing on slots and hoping to win the big time. Dan always wondered what they expected to do with it, they couldn't take it to the afterlife with them. And if they did win...It would more than likely be the end of them anyway.

Dan spent some time wondering how best to approach the matter with the Godfather, nicknamed The General in the ring because of his abilities to conquer anyone he went up against both inside and outside the ring. "Just be straight up with him" Dan thought to himself. That was the sort of thing Disorder appreciated. No bullshit just lay it to him how it is.

The young Earner went to the Godfather's office and put it plainly to him. The Casino needed shaking up and a fight with The General in the ring would pull the punters back in. Disorder told Dan he'd sleep on it and give him his answer once he'd had time to think about it.

The following day Dan had received a letter from a young lad, he opened it up to find the letter written in the hand of his Godfather. He knew the writing well as he had received many of these in his time working for United. There wasn't much there, only 2 words. It didn't need to be any longer.

 

Let's Rumble

 

Now all Dan needed was someone to face the big guy. He was sure he wouldn't find a shortage of challengers, he wasn't much liked these days it would seem.

Rumour was rife around town. Dan had found a challenger to enter the ring with The Destroyer and the name was Isabell End.

Isabell was a foreigner from Kuwait and was as ugly as they came. Often Isabell could be found at rallies, leading the Always Incriminate Disorder Squad, or AIDS for short. Isabell was always trying to spread AIDS around and Dan figured he'd give them a shot at really hurting The Detroyer where it counted, the ring. Not a show of words, no, a real shot at doing some damage to the big guy.

The date was set and the ring was ready. It had been cleaned, the mat had been relaid and now it just needed a crowd and some fighters. With the upcoming fight, Disorder had gone back to Fitz's old gym. Though Fitz had died some time ago, the big guy was still able to go and train when he liked and trained with some of the younger generation there to keep himself fresh.

Fight Night

The crowd were pumped for the fight, not only was this an opportunity to watch one of the finest fighters to ever grace the world of combat, this was also a chance to see if someone could once and for all topple the most feared man in this thing of ours.

The crowd went wild as Isabell "The Assassin" End made their way out. Looking slightly nervous the fighter made their way to the ring, after a quick check by the referree, Isabell made their way inside the ring.

And next it was Disorder's turn to enter, the big guy made his way down to the ring, a walk he had completed many times before. Looking calm, collected and wearing his Champion shorts he entered the ring and bounced around while the announcer introduced him.

One thing was different though, something that the crowd had often seen when Disorder entered the ring. The big green mohawk was gone. Disorder had first sported the mohawk as a way to show respect for his late Boss green who died sadly after going to sleep during a war. Since then a lot had passed and Disorder had instead got a tattoo with a cross and wings, to represent those he had worked along side and had now gone on to that other life.

The Fight

Take your seat at ringside

The fight started well, both fighters going at it from the bell. Early on, the hatred from Isabell showed and the fighter hunted Disorder down with some great combinations. Disorder though, a seasoned fighter rode the punches well and threw a great combination, sending Isabell flying against the cage and wobbling the fighter for a moment. Isabell managed to recover though and kept the guard up to block anymore damaging blows. Isabell tried to keep busy and throw some more combo's but Disorder's power was too much, again the General threw a huge punch and wobbled his opponent, this was then followed by a spinning back punch. Again, Isabell regained composure and came back at Disorder but it wasn't hurting the big guy and after another jab, he sent Isabell to the canvas and then proceeded to beat his opponent to a bloody pulp, blood was everywhere and fight was over. Disorder had won.

Isabell wouldn't be seen again for a while.