"Alright ladies and gentleman, I'm joined tonight by the one and only...HERCULES HERNANDEZ!"

The crowd roared as the legendary Mene Gene introduced his guest and the number one contender for the World Championship belt. Hercules was a giant of man, bounding with muscles on top of muscles which he proudly displayed in his small briefs.

"Now Hercules, you’re looking in peak physical condition, are you feeling up to the challenge you have ahead of you tonight?"

Flexing his massive biceps, the baby-face took the microphone as he stared resolutely into the camera. "You know what Mean Gene, I know the enormity of the task ahead of me. I know the monster I need to slay and I know no man has been able to do it. But I'm not like other men, Mean Gene! I've got the strength of a god flowing in my veins, I've conquered all challenges and I'm going to slay the beast that is Titan!"

The cheer of the crowd was defeaning, as their would-be hero promised that he would finally take down the evil heel who had held the belt for so long.

"We're all rooting for you Hercules, but I have to say, I've heard the same thing said before," Mean Gene replied, as he turned to the camera. "Let's take a look at what's happened over some of the recent weeks". The camera shifted to recaps of some of Titan's more recent matches.

"Titan is just destroying the Native American tonight," the voice-over echoed throughout the arena. "Tatanka looks like a broken man" ...

"The bad guy has had the beating of his life! Have you ever seen Razor manhandled like this? Titan has had his way all match!"… the camera shifted to yet another match...

"I thought if anyone could stand up to Titan it would be that man right there. But Titan has just BRUTALIZED Lex all night. I don't think I've ever seen Lex in so much pain!"…

Finally, scenes of Titan's most recent match against two of the biggest baby-faces of history flashed up onto the screen.

Hercules watched grimly as images of the Ultimate Warrior and Hulk Hogan being destroyed by Titan and Earthquake, played before him.

The Warrior is clutching his back! I think Titan is probably getting him ready for his finishing bearhug! If he slaps it on, I think it will be the first time we see the Warrior submit!

"Warrior is out cold and it's just Hulk Hogan left, ladies and gentlemen! We've seen this before, and it's never ended well for the Hulkster!"

The playback cut between scenes of the iconic matches between the villainous Titan, and his greatest enemy, Hulk Hogan. In each match, the outcome had always been the same: The giant Titan had destroyed the heroic Hulkster.

Not only had Titan been the only man to ever consistently defeat Hogan, but he was the only heel to ever bring Hulkamania to its knees. He had repeatedly punished Hogan, not only breaking the legendary wrestler's body, but also his spirit.

"Hogan is screaming in agony and Titan is loving every second of it!...Oh my god! Hogan has just submit for the second time! In all my career, I've never thought I'd see Hulk Hogan give in!"

The camera cut back live to Hercules.

"Now Hercules, it can't be easy to watch that?" Mean Gene asked, wondering if Hernandez would just be the next victim in a long line of squashed baby-faces.

"Titan has a good...no...great record, but tonight, I'm going to get him up in my back breaker, and you'll see that even a Titan can be slain!"

"Well you heard it here," Gene said, as Hercules made his way from the interview area to the entrance curtains. "I think I speak for everyone when I say, good luck tonight Hercules!"

The baby-face's music hit and Hercules pushed through the curtains where he was greeted by a chorus of cheers and screams. The crowd was definitely behind him, but despite having their support, he was definitely the underdog going into the match.

His adversary watched from the ring with wild anticipation. Not since his last match with Hogan had Titan so desperately wanted to wrap a man in his crushing bearhug. Hercules was a man's man; powerfully built, grizzly hair and beard and tiny trunks that perfectly accentuated all his muscles. The thought of Hercules, suffering in the painful bearhug filled Titan with a surge of adrenaline.

As Herc climbed into the ring, he immediately began to play to the crowd by swinging his chains wildly in a circle. He knew that he needed their cheers to fuel him. "How does it feel, to step into the ring with the one man who's stronger than you Titan?" The baby-face taunted, as he stared down the champ. Hercules would be lying if he said he wasn't impressed by Titan's physique, but he had confidence in his own incredible strength.

The champ laughed, as allowed Hercules to show-boat to the crowd. Yes, Hercules was built, yes he was strong, but Titan knew that the stud had no idea just how powerful the champ was. He would prove to Hercules who was the better man, and when he was done destroying him, he would make Herc cry out for mercy.

Wanting to break Herc's confidence early, Titan immediately raised his hand in challenge when the bell rang. "If you think you're stronger, than prove it to the thousands in attendance," he spat, staring the hero straight in the eyes.

The stud in the blue briefs eyed the evil champ cautiously. He was confident he could match Titan strength for strength, but he didn't trust the heel to play fair. Was it a trap? The raucous of the crowd told Herc that, regardless of what Titan had planned, they wanted to see the test of strength.

Can't let the fans down he thought, as he cautiously approached the Russian heel.

Slowly, Herc lifted his hand towards Titan's. The monstrous champ had several inches of height on him, which naturally would give him an advantage, but still Herc powered on. He would show this evil Russian just who was the strongest wrestler in the federation.

The two finally locked up fully, and with grunts from both combatants, the two men began to square off. Muscles bulged and faces strained as hero and villain each pushed with all the force they could muster. Herc was calling on all his power, but he quickly found his knees and powerful thighs buckling under the pressure Titan was exerting.

Titan smiled wickedly as he felt his victim beginning to struggle to remain upright. It wouldn't be long before he had the muscular baby-face on his knees, begging for mercy!

"Now you see! Now you will feel the power of Titan!" The mountainous Russian taunted. With one furious snarl, he increased the pressure of the hold and drove the mighty Hercules to his knees.

The stud let out a great bellow of pain, as his hands and shoulders shuddered in agony. He knew Titan would be strong, but he could never have guessed just how dominating he would be.

Having proved his point, Titan released the hold, but quickly locked on a vice-like headlock.

Seeing a moment of opportunity, Herc pushed to his feet and began to lay into Titan's side with a number of punches. He had to break free before the champ could capitalize further. Despite the flurry of blows slamming into his gut, Titan kept the headlock tight as his massive cannon of an arm raised high before slamming down onto the stud's exposed back!

A surge of pain erupted in Herc, forcing him down again to one knee. Instantly, his counter-attack came to an abrupt stop, as Titan took full control of the match. With his head still stuck between the villain's arm, Hercules could not see the second blow coming down once again across his back.

"Arhhhhhgg" Herc cried out, as Titan released the headlock. He could feel the muscles tightening up, making it difficult to walk, let alone stand up straight. Know he needed to catch his breath, Herc stumbled into the corner.

Looking at the muscular, bear-of-a-man collapse into the corner, Titan went wild with anticipation. Every muscle on Hercules' incredible body was begging to be punished, and Titan was only too happy to oblige. He was make this baby-face suffer more than he ever had, he would break the Mighty Hercules.

As Titan approached, Herc kicked out at the champ's gut, but the blow did little to stop the heel. Titan took the blow with a grimace and retaliated with a number of punches to Herc's ribs. Winded and dazed from the assault, the stud could do nothing to stop Titan from sending him full force into the opposity turnbuckle.

As his lowerback slammed into the unforgiving corner, Hercules let out another cry of anguish before he collapsed to the mat. He had seen Titan dominate some of the best wrestlers, but he didn't think he'd find himself in the same position. The match had been one-sided since the bell sounded and Hercules knew he needed to mount a comeback.

"Crawl like the bug you are!" The Russian taunted, as he watched his opponent struggle to the ropes. He knew that Hercules was defenseless, but he wanted to draw out the match and savor every second of it.

With his back still roaring in pain, the stud in the baby-blue briefs found it difficult to get back to his feet and looked for the ropes for help. First hand on the bottom rope, then the second, he labored to pull himself up, only to have Titan put an end to that plan.

Using one of his favorite moves, the champ slapped on his patented nerve hold and smiled as Herc's powerful traps began to clench up.

The stud's face contorted in agony, as Titan continued to squeeze his neck and shoulders, drawing out the hero's strength minute by minute.

"My neck...my neck" Herc gasped, shocked by Titan's sheer intensity. He was being squashed like a jobber and he had no idea how to stop it.

Titan maintained the hold for several minutes, allowing the crowd to watch as their fan-favorite suffered helplessly in his submission hold. When he felt most of the strength flow from the number-one-contender, he released the hold and laughed as Herc crumbled to the mat.

The hero's strong chest heaved rhythmically, as he struggled to catch his breath and push through the pain.

"You look like you could do with a break," The champ sneered, as he circled the downed baby-face. "Why don't you take a breather!"

As Herc tried to make it back to his feet, Titan kicked him fiercely with his giant boot, sending him flying through the ropes and onto the hard concrete floor.

The bearded baby-face was in a world of pain. Titan had controlled the match, and Herc knew that champ was now toying with him. He had seen the Russian do the same to many of his friends, and now he began to realize that it was only a matter of time before he found himself in Titan's bearhug. Would he be able to withstand it? Would he have a chance of breaking free?

Herc didn’t have time to dwell on it, as Titan finally decided to join him outside the ring. Dragging him up by the hair, Titan pulled Herc close, before exploding forward, shoving the stud's lower-back square into the edge of the ring.

Herc screamed in agony! It felt as if his back had snapped in half, and the pain forced him down to his knees. The muscular hunk could not recall any match where he felt so overwhelmed. The young Russian was stronger than Hercules ever imagined, and Titan had just demolished him the entire match.

Not wanting to let up for a second, Titan dragged Hercules onto the mat, and pulled him hard across the ropes. He took a second to enjoy the sight of Herc's bulging frame splayed out, helpless to stop what was to come next. With a bellowing roar, Titan brought his club-like arm down across Herc's mighty chest.

"Oh god," Hercules whimpered and the fell to the mat, barely able to see straight anymore.

Hercules moaned, as he dragged himself back into the ring. His back and chest were aching, and he knew there wasn't much strength left in his tank. Titan had beat the fight out of him, and now he was fighting for his survival.

"Come now Hercules," Titan jeered, as he kicked the stud in the side of the ribs. "I thought you'd be tougher than this."

"Screw you Titan," Herc spat back, "I''ll show you how strong I am." Herc wouldn't let the Russian intimidate him. If he could just get back to his feet...just mount some form of offense. The champ however had no intention of letting Hercules get any momentum. On the contrary, he planned to make the muscular bear wish he never accepted this match.

"How strong will you be when I break your back!" The villain roared. Titan grabbed a handful of Hercules briefs and dragged him upright. In one fluid motion, he scooped Hercules up, and brought the hero down in a sickening backbreaker!

The bellow of agony from Hercules reverberated through the arena, but Titan did not release the hold. He kept Herc bent across his knee, and watched as the baby-face screamed out helplessly.

"My back...Oh god, I think he broke my back!" Herc moaned as he continued to suffer in the back-breaker.

"I'm just getting started with you Hercules," Titan promised, as he hoisted Hercules back up and slammed him down in a second backbreaker. Again, he kept the stud sprawled out across his knee so he could enjoy the sight of Herc's amazing body spasm in pain.

Finally, he dropped the baby-face onto the mat and backed away cockily, so everyone watching could see just how dire the situation was for Hercules. The stud was moaning, clutching his back and obviously helpless to prevent whatever Titan had next for him.

The camera zoomed close, revealing the pain plastered across the man's rugged face. Titan had done a number on him tonight, and Herc didn’t know how much more punishment he could take. "Ahhh, my back..." He kept groaning, barely able to move, let alone get up.

"Why don't you give up now?" Titan asked, knowing full well the man had too much pride to throw in the towel so easily.

"I'll never give up," Herc answered. It was the challenge Titan had waited for.

"You will give up Hercules, it's just a matter of how hard you want to make it on yourself," Titan promised, as he savagely pulled Hercules back up by his hair.

Hercules wobbled, barely able to keep himself upright. His back throbbed, and for all his muscles, he felt no strength coursing through his once powerful body.

A sinister smile crossed Titan's face, as he sized Hercules up one last time. What a specimen of a man Hercules was. His body was as close to a Greek god's as possible, and Titan would enjoy breaking it completely. He would turn this bear of a man into a whimpering cub!

With no fight left, Hercules could do nothing to stop Titan as he advanced, like a deadly shark closing in on it's prey.

"Now Hercules, let's see just how strong you are!"

Titan wrapped his massive arms across Hercules thick frame, and lifted the muscular baby-face off the ground in his finishing move – the dreaded bearhug!

Hercules immediately lost his wind, as he desperately reached for the ropes. They were only a few feet away, and yet they seemed so far!

"Scream Mighty Hercules!" Titan commanded and crushed the stud in his arms.

Hercules had not choice but to obey as he let out a great cry of anguish. He was powerless to do anything but suffer, as Titan paraded him around the ring, draining him of all his strength.

"Do you give?" The ref asked, seeing the torment on the hero's face.

Herc reached out to his fans for support, as he tried to muster whatever fight he had left. "No, I won't quit!"

Titan laughed, never letting the pressure up on his sadistic submission hold. He could feel every muscle on Herc's powerful frame quiver and he relished each moan of agony the stud whimpered.

Hercules tried to struggle through, but again he let out a great cry as the pain became overwhelming.

He had seen Titan pulverize some of the greats, but it was not until he had actually experiencing the Russian's bearhug that Herc realized just how strong Titan was. The heel champ had controlled Hercules from the very start of the match, and now the heroic stud knew Titan would finish him off. But he didn’t plan to give the champ the pleasure of hearing him utter the words 'I quit'.

"I've never given up," he groaned, "and I wont start now".

The baby-face's valiant promise only spurred Titan to squeeze harder. Luger, Tatanka, Ramon, even the great Hulk Hogan had all made similar claims and one by one, each of them gave into the anguish and tapped out.

"I've made Hogan submit, Hercules," Titan roared as he continued to crush the muscle-stud, "Do you think you will fare any better?"

Hercules had a warrior's heart, and the words I quit were not in his vocabulary. He would fight to his last breath, no matter how bad the pain. The only problem is he had no idea just how much pain Titan could inflict.

Titan pulled Herc in tighter, causing the stud to cry out louder than before. Never had Herc experienced such complete and utter agony in his entire career. Never had a heel squashed him in such a one-sided match.

"Oh god," Hercules moaned, as his eyes began to flutter shut. The pain was becoming too much to withstand even for him. The bearhug had sapped him of his strength, and the longer he held out, the more likely he was to be sidelined indefinitely. Titan had put Hogan on the shelf for months, and now it seemed Hercules was doomed to suffer the same fate.

"Had enough yet Hercules?" Titan asked, enjoying the feeling of Hercules breaking in his arms.

"You won't get me to quit Titan," Herc answered back, between his moans of agony.

"Hold out as long as you want, you just make this all the more fun for me!"

The pressure of the bearhug did not relent, and soon Hercules' powerful body was twitching uncontrollably. The muscle-bear's cries of pain became more and more frequent, as Titan began to shake him back and forth in an amazing display of his strength. Herc weight well over 250lbs of sheer muscle, and Titan seemed to carry him around like a rag-doll.

"Arrgrgghhhh, can't....hold....on," Hercules finally admitted, as the bearhug finally fully overwhelmed his senses. The stud in the skimpy baby-blue briefs had taken the beating of his career and now he found himself in a submission hold that even his heroic spirit could not withstand. "Oh god...the pain is so bad..."

"The world now sees how weak you actually are Hercules," Titan said, adding insult to injury.

Herc wanted to answer, but at that moment, his entire world was just a sea of pain and all he could do was whimper a non-response.

"My back...my back....my back...oh god...."

Titan again lifted him from the ground and with a primal roar, began to squeeze even harder. He wanted to give Hercules a beating he would remember the rest of his career.

Hercules had been pushed to his limit and could just not take anymore. Titan had proved who the better man was and had reduced the rugged Hercules to a moaning jobber. The villain had worked over Herc's body so badly that the stud was sure to not recover for weeks and weeks.

"What do you say Hercules?" Titan asked again.

"I....can't take it.....the pain is too much....it's too much," he cried out helplessly.

Hercules took one last look at the crowd, hoping...praying that their faith in him would fill him with renewed vigor. Unfortunately, even with the fans behind him, the bearhug was just too much to overcome.

"ARgggggghhhhh!!!" With one final squeeze, Titan sent the heroic Hercules over the edge. Wave after wave of pain surged through the baby-face causing more agony and anguish than anyone could take. Hercules would have done what he vowed never to do, but he didn't even have the strength left to utter the words 'I quit'. His body spasmed and his head fell back, as Titan finally broke herc's amazing body and spirit.

"He's done ref!" Titan laughed, knowing that Herc was finished.

The ref took hold of the rugged bear's bulging arm and raised it once, twice and then a third. Each time, Herc's arm fell limply to his side. On the final drop, the bell rang out, sounding Titan's one-sided victory.

The champ savored the feeling of the beefy baby-face's muscular body, unconscious in his arms for several moments, before finally letting Herc collapse to the mat. With a cocky smile, he placed one of his massive boots across Hercule's heaving chest and began to flex over the fallen baby-face.

Herc had just become the newest addition in a long line of Titan's victims.