LONG LIVE THE CHIEF II
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“Wake up, c’mon man, wake up!”
[He closes his eyes, trying to find a way to make it back inside his body.] [But nothing happens.]“Why don’t you want to be here with me, Chief?” [A soft voice says, coming from Noah, who’s suddenly appeared from no-where.] “Don’t you like me?”
[The Chief’s eyes open, and he gulps.]“It’s not that,” [he says convincingly.] “It’s just, I want to get back to The Tap Room. I have so much to do and such little time to do it in.”
[Noah giggles.] “Don’t you want to be saved?” [The Chief snarls slightly.]“I want us all to be saved, kid.”
[He gets off his knees and walks over to Noah, stopping before him. He crouches slightly, looking at the boy.]“You’ve been brought into the world by evil forces, used for evil means. But you can change your destiny. You don’t have to be what they want you to be. One day soon, you’ll realize this. One day soon, you’ll see the world for what it is and the strings above your head for what they are. When that day happens,” [The Chief says, putting a hand on his shoulder.] “Seek me out.”
[Noah steps backwards in disappointment. His face scrunches, and suddenly, The Chief begins to choke. He grabs at his throat, coughing up blood as the young boy watches.] [Back in the real world, the Chief is culvulsing. His body shakes and flops around the bed, as Doctors and Nurses rush to his aid, trying to help him.] [Cut.]THE HARD PLACE
BACKSTAGE
“In the midst of the death of the world, Noah’s Ark remains a beautiful haven for those who believe. The child is all that I prayed for. He is the Lord’s foretold apocalypse. And I will stand behind the boy, as he is the one I foresaw. The one I must protect, lead and guide.”
[The bearded man snorts.]“This ain’t no game of faith, light warrior. Look around you. You can see it. Touch it. Feel it. The Virus pulsates through the Tap Room. We’re so close to breaking through that barrier. And then it’s all over. Noah will do what he has come to do. With or without your so-called guidance. Boy has a daddy, he doesn’t need a preacher.”
[Bellator’s nose curls for a moment. Despite their alliance, these two men have little common ground. They flat don’t like one another. And it curls even more as DTR continues.]“And you turned around last week and lost a key. And you lost it to those bastards that call themselves Founding Fathers. They don’t remember that DTR was here then too.”
[Before the angry DTR can continue, Lux cuts in. The Invasion briefcase glimmers in his hands.]“I have this.”
[DTR nods, calming slightly.]“We need to see what Crowley accomplishes with ole Eddie first.”
[Lux lets a smile form on his lips.]“Of course.”
[The insincerity rings out in the room, but before DTR can retort someone runs into the room.] [A little girl.] [One of Mother’s children.]“Is Noah home?” [She asks, the filth on her making Lux step back.]
“Kid, you might want to stay away from Noah. He doesn’t like to play.”
[The sad girl looks back at the doorway as a shadow enters it.]“Nonsense.”
[Mother is here.]“All of my children love to play.”
[This time DTR rises. He and Bellator seem to find themselves opposing her together.]“His play is just different than others. The Chief is his plaything now, perhaps it will be someone else someday. Children play in different ways. Some like to hunt. Some like to go on epic quests. Some like to court lovers. Others like to build things. Play is infectious, I’d say. Now as for you two, let’s discuss how we’re going to snuff out these so-called Founding Fathers.”
[Bellator snorts.]“I will never serve you, Mother. There is no place for you in my God’s kingdom.”
[DTR looks at Lux and shrugs.]“And let’s face it, lady, I ain’t the serving type either. I call the shots around here.”
[Mother grins, her black-stained teeth shining in the dim light.]“Just as you did last week when I saved you from those same Founding Fathers. Fathers? More like wayward children, play fighting with shadows.”
[She raises a decrepit finger in the air.]“Those keys must be stripped from them. Your precious Virus will never leave the Tap Room until they are taken. Kersh. Lane. Scarecrow. They must fall.”
[DTR and Lux Bellator look at one another for a moment. Their own differences aside, they know that Mother has a point. They nod and look to Mother in agreement.]“Let’s do it.”
[Mother smiles, but it quickly fades. She looks up, brushing her hair aside. She hears something.] [A fluttering of crows. The Scarecrow has been here. Listening.]“My child.”
[Cut.]TOMMY WRIGHT VS. JACEN NOVAN
SINGLES MATCH
THE SWORD
SOMEWHERE ELSE
“What reason do you give that I not sever your pitiful head from where it rests?”
[A voice asks, demanding answers. Newton doesn’t say anything at first, he contemplates his reply before speaking.]“If you were the kind of man to seek violence before conversation, I would already be dead. You don’t have to threaten me. What do you want?”
[The sword gets pushed deeper into his neck, piercing it ever so slightly.] [Edward winces, grunting.]“I want you to understand the importance of what you hold in your possession,” [The voice angrily states.] “And the dire situation humanity finds itself in. We are aware of your plans. You cannot give up your Championship to Lee Crowley. You mustn’t. ”
[Newton grimaces.] “The world is coming to an end. Don’t be so naive. This trinket means nothing in comparison to my life.”“I could end your life right now,” [the voice interrupts.] “I could take your title, end your existence, and ensure the survival of humanity. If your hubris is the only thing stopping me, then I have nothing to lose.”
[The sword swings upwards, just as Newton yells out.] [Cut.]SEEKING ALLIES
BACKSTAGE
“You’ve been a hard man to track down.”
[Marvolo states with a hint of playfulness in his voice that almost succeeds in masking his nerves. Sharkman simply stares at him, his own expression hidden behind his mask.]“With everything going on around us, that’s not necessarily a bad thing. Solitude. One can be hard to find around here when one doesn’t want to be found by the wrong people.”
[Marvolo approaches, respectfully.]“Marvolo is not the enemy. Marvolo needs your help.”
[Sharkman looks at Marvolo for a long time, not giving Number One any indication of his reaction, until he cracks into a short chuckle of laughter.]“You need my help? And what exactly does the great Marvolo need my help for?”
“To become a true hero. To become the man that Marvolo must become.”
[Sharkman rises, taking a visual position of power in their interaction.]“How do I know you are being true? You are one whose reputation precedes you, one who stretches the truth for his own gain. In these dark times, why should I trust you?”
[Marvolo closes the gap between him and Sharkman, till they are face to face. Close enough for Sharkman to look into his eyes.]“Marvolo will prove himself to you. Just name what must be done for your trust to be gained.”
[Sharkman pats Marvolo on the shoulder.]“I can see in your eyes that you mean what you say. I will give you a chance to prove that you are really ready for all that comes with being a hero. Follow me… We have work to do.”
[Sharkman walks past Marvolo, towards the open door. He does not tell Marvolo where they are going, but Marvolo follows nevertheless.]TORNADO VS. KING ROYAL
SINGLES MATCH
SIGNS AND WONDERS
BACKSTAGE
“God entrusted the Garden of Eden to his greatest creation…and mankind ruined it. The sin of Adam was a stain on a perfect canvas, an infection that the world has suffered ever since.”
[Standing behind the fallen angel is El Trébol Jr., who looks at the diseased wall in disbelief. Kashim turns his attention to the luchador with a scowl.]“Do you understand? Do you see this for what it is, or do you still choose to deny the truth?”
[Trébol shakes his head in defiance.]“I know what I see, Kashim…and I see that something’s not right around here. There’s something different, something wicked in this place.”
[Suddenly, Trébol and Kashim are greeted by the booming footsteps of Imhotep, who glares at the wall with a snarl on his face.]“I’ve seen this magic before. Dark arts, meant to scare the weak-minded…does it scare you, little green man?”
[He chuckles before lifting his staff. in a flash of light, the staff turns into a snake…which lunges with its fangs out at Trébol! The luchador dodges the snake’s attack, stomping it on the head. Another flash of light reveals the staff of Imhotep as it snaps, much to the anger of the Pharaoh. Imhotep picks up his broken staff with a glare at the fallen angel before storming off, leaving Kashim to turn his attention back to Trébol.]“I hope you will see what is happening here as more than just signs and wonders. Your kind brought this disease upon the world, and I will cure it. I will bring this world out of the decay, and mold it in my image.”
[Kashim walks off, leaving Trébol to study the infection as it continues dripping from the wall.] [Cut.]A PHOENIX ON FIRE
BACKSTAGE
“Mr. Rose, Mr. Rose, Ethan, The Phoenix, Mr. Rose!”
[A sea of questioning voices with microphones pushed in front of them as they desperately are hoping for an answer as to his next step.]“Yes, you lady with the huge… smile.”
[A rather well-blessed woman clears her throat.]“So what do you plan to do next about this referee who is allegedly costing you matches?”
“Allegedly?! Did you watch Red Snow? Did you happen to see VHS episode 131? That referee was there for both of them and you saw how he fast counted my shoulders to the mat and how he ripped that shoe from my hand. A detached shoe that was introduced by Edward Newton! My next step is to ask for this referee’s removal from OSW indefinitely.”
[The sound of writing takes the next few moments as they take down the information. It’s then that Tommy Wright comes into picture right beside Ethan Rose with a metal cannister in his hand.]“So let me get this right, you walked through fire and all you’ve been talking about is your little streak being put to rest? Oi, reporters, why aren’t you asking the real questions? Like why this man was able to stroll through fire without injury?”
[The crowd of reporters begins going nuts with questions about the subject as Ethan Rose just grits his teeth.]“It’s because…. Because… I guess it’s because I was chosen by God to rise through the flames like a Phoenix and be reborn once again!”
[Tommy Wright raises his thermos, seemingly to toast his rebirth.]“That’s an amazing story, perhaps we could retest the theory.”
[With that, he thrusts the liquid from the cannister forward as the smell of gasoline permeates the area! The crowd of reporters begin to back out in a hurry. Rose staggers backwards as the gasoline just barely misses him. He looks around incredulously before pointing a finger at Wright.]“You’re fucking deranged man!”
[Rose utters these words as he turns around to leave towards his match. Wright looks down at the cannister in his hand and gives it chunk down the hall.]“And I’m going to get to the bottom of this, one way or another.”
ORDELL TERMINUS VS. ETHAN ROSE
SINGLES MATCH
SPYING INTENTIONS
SOMEWHERE ELSE
“So… What is your take on the scenario?”
[TAM indicates towards one of the figurines in front of him.]“This is simple. The woman is clearly a thief. She must be punished according to the penal code of the local legislation, depending on the perceived severity of her crime.”
[Novan lets out a long sigh, shaking his head slowly.]“You see only the facts, not what lies between. The mitigating circumstances. The areas of grey that live between your world of black and white. She stole only what had been obtained through greed and corruption, giving what she had stolen to people who needed it most. Stealing from the rich and giving to the poor, a noble thief.”
[TAM does not respond immediately, clearly attempting to process the information Novan had given him.] [While the pair continue to discuss the scenario of the noble thief, Sharkman turns to Marvolo. He speaks in a hushed, whispered tone as to not let his presence be heard.]“Jacen Novan possesses a power that is unique. But now that he has taken TAM under his wing, his power becomes dangerous. What he is teaching, the influence he has over the Automaton… His could be a dark power with dark intentions. To prove yourself, Marvolo, we together must confront him and stand firm against any threat of evil. Is your heart willing?”
[Marvolo nods, speaking a little louder than a whisper.]“Marvolo is willing.”
[The sound of his voice catches the attention of both TAM and Novan, who squint into the shadows. Novan stands and speaks towards the source of the sound.]“Hello? Who is there?”
[He moves towards the shadows to inspect the sound. But nobody is there. Sharkman and Marvolo have gone.]CAPTAIN ZAPPA VS. D’VON CHAMBERS
SINGLES MATCH
THE SWORD II
SOMEWHERE ELSE
“Don’t you understand the intricacies of the situation we find ourselves in?” [Rhodes asks, a gleam from his blade blinding Newton.] “That Championship is not a trinket, but a key.”
[Newton adjusts his glasses.]“A key to what?”
“A key to the temple. If Crowley gets his hands on the OSW Championship, they take a step towards dooming the world.”
[Edward stands up, dusting himself off as he turns to face Rhodes.]“Every Championship is a key to the structural integrity of our temple; the tap room. With every key they hold in their possession, the walls become weaker until they cannot stand. Everything is connected, Edward. If the Founding Fathers fall, if the keys are retrieved and the infection continues, the entire world will be doomed to the havoc and chaos of the apocalypse.”
[The Riddler grimaces.] “That’s not my problem,” [he barks.] “You people and your war,” [he remarks angrily.] “You’re ruining everything I’ve worked to achieve. All of my success is being driven away by your righteous battle that’ll certainly end with our world a destitute and desolate place.” [Rhodes steps forward.]“Our war?” [He questions.] “This is not just our war, Newton. You won’t survive it, no-one will. That makes it your war too.”
[The camera zooms in on Edwards disgruntled face.] [Cut.]MOTHER VS. THE AUTOMATON
SINGLES MATCH
INTO THE BLACK
BACKSTAGE
“For something so unobserved, you’d almost assume that it was connected and reporting information to The Virus himself.” [Doubt ponders to itself.]
“You can just feel the evil oozing out of it, can’t you?”
[Cael Gable steps out of a doorway and up to The Masked Emotion who doesn’t seem to even move at his reveal.]“I was speaking of you, Cael.”
[The Olympian snickers at this and glares at Doubt.]“I’m not sure what your issue is with me, Doubt, but it needs to stop. I’m not the enemy here. Whoever or whatever is creating this black gunk is. Now, will you help me get to the bottom of it?”
[Doubt turns to face him and moves as close as possible to his face.]“I don’t trust you. After what you did to Sheriff Law, there can be no doubt about your allegiance in this war.”
[Cael Gable pinches his nose in irritation.]“It was my family! This just feels no different than last week. I know you would do the exact same thing if Syndi was involved. I ju-“
[He’s cut off as a gloved hand turns and latches onto his throat in an impressively firm grip. Doubt yanks him close to its face.]“You need to stop mentioning her name.”
[In anger, Cael just blasts Doubt’s arm off of him and rushes forward with a charge! He pins Doubt against the wall and begins throwing punches to the midsection when they both pause.] [They’re standing right in the sludge!] [Cael Gable hops away with only a little of the gunk sloshing up onto his ankle. Doubt is not so lucky as the sludge wraps itself around the upper body of Doubt! It begins struggling against the pull of the black bile before finally breaking free of its grasp. However as Doubt begins to look around, it notices one thing in particular.] [Cael Gable is nowhere to be found.]DESPERATE MEASURES
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“You spoke true, cousin.” [King Royal says, standing on an outcropping with Betamax by his side.] “There was nothing the King’s forces could do to stop this infection. You advised one to pull his forces from the Tap Room and regroup. Now your highness waits out the storm. His forces will not be decimated by the war around it. Let Templars and Founding Fathers fight it. One is no fool.”
[Betamax only nods.]“You speak wisely, my King. Let the others fight the war. The good men of King Royal will mop up the scraps. And seize the kingdom that should have been yours all along. Our fathers would be proud.”
[They stand for a moment, overseeing some construction of barracks and armaments. Royal finally turns to face his cousin, a look of questioning on his face.]“What of this Underworld? Won’t it being controlled by Crowley tip the scales?”
[Betamax takes a moment before answering.]“Don’t listen to what that Terminus fellow had to say. He wishes to use your forces, these men below us, to take power of his own. We have to stand resolute. It will not be easy, but our mission commands it of us. The Templars have turned their focus on that dead place. Ordell Terminus is just angry that Crowley usurped the power he wished to take when he killed the previous Lord of that domain.”
[Before Royal can answer, he and Betamax are joined by some of his Knights. They throw a man down before the King.]“Your Highness,” [a Knight calls.] “We found this man on our borders. He is injured and requests aid.”
[Royal lets a grin creep over his features as the man before is easily seen as Ordell Terminus himself. A bleeding gash extends down his forearm.]“Only a fool would injure themselves to gain an audience with the King.” [Royal snorts.] “And one has already told you that the King’s forces will no…”
[Terminus cuts him off.]“Please. You have to hear me this time.”
[Betamax looks to Royal questioningly, but the King only nods to Terminus.]“I saw it when they drug me in here. The infection is here. You think that it’s not all connected? You think that the Underworld won’t rise up and destroy everyone? It was never meant to be used as an army. Think about our bodies, King Royal. When we get infected, the leukocytes go rushing to fight the infection. They don’t go and hide to wait it out. The body dies if they do that. You must help me.”
[Royal seems to take this in before noticing Betamax staring at him.]“Take him away. Throw him back where you found him. The King does not take suggestions from commoners.”
[The Knights grab Terminus but Ordell is not done.]“I am not a commoner. I am the Hero of Janus. I killed the previous King of the Underworld. You have no idea what power I can call upon.”
[To the surprise of the Knights, Terminus shrugs off their hold, and walks back the way he came without a care in the world.]“Interesting.”
[King Royal watches Ordell Terminus walk away with a different gleam in his eyes. Betamax seems disturbed by the whole thing.]“Send for the King’s Librarian, cousin. One would like to know about this Janus.”
[Cut.]THE REVENANTS VS. MARVOLO & SHARKMAN
TAG TEAM MATCH
BETWEEN A ROCK AND A HARD PLACE
SOMEWHERE ELSE
“Last week we got attacked in darkness. Now you’re just sitting in it? These belts we have aren’t just hood ornaments, they’re keys, and we need to keep them and ourselves safe. You’re wide open for an attack.”
[The Shadow stands up, a small smirk twisting his features.]“Sit in the dark awhile, Brent. Your eyes get used to it. I’m just being prepared.”
[Kersh shakes his head again, anger taking his words.]“I can appreciate being prepared, but you see this?”
[Kersh walks over to the wall, pointing at the decay spreading throughout it. The infection.]“This needs to stay here. On this side of the Tap Room. We need to stick together, you and I. God knows where Scarecrow is right now. And it doesn’t even matter, I don’t trust him one bit. I can’t trust him, not after all we’ve been through. But the three of us are the foundation of this whole thing. Zappa came to us at Red Snow when he needed guidance.”
[Lane scoffs at that notion. He and the former Hysteria have history. To say the least.]“My point is that the Founding Fathers isn’t just a fancy name. You. Me. And even the damned Scarecrow. We’re the cornerstones of this place, and if we don’t defend it, who will? We’re holding up this giant rock right now, and the second we falter it will fall and shatter. And when it does, this whole world is toast.”
[Mike puts a hand on Kersh’s shoulder, looking into his eyes.]“So put your money where your mouth is, Brent. Scarecrow didn’t send you to save me because he was being charitable. I’m here for a reason, and there’s no one who knows more about what’s going on that we can actually talk to than Scarecrow. I’m sure you know how to ring him up. Get him here, let’s get on the same page, and then let’s go bust some skulls.”
[A sigh escapes the lips of Brent Kersh.]“You’ve got a lot to learn about the Crow. You don’t call him. He just shows up when you don’t want to see him.”
[To illustrate, Kersh nods behind Lane. The Shadow turns, and the Scarecrow is standing right there.]“I see I haven’t missed anything.” [The Hayman begins.] “The Shadow endures and the Enforcer preaches. Just as I expected.”
[The two humans look at one another before the Crow continues.]“While you two have been arguing, I’ve been testing limits. I’ve been finding out exactly what to make of this alliance between our enemies. And where their own eyes will not go, I know more than they ever will.”
[Kersh checks the clock on the wall. His match is next. A grin forms on Crow’s face.]“Go. All will be revealed in time.”
[Brent turns to walk away, but is stopped as the fluttering of crows fills the air. The Enforcer turns around with dread, but is quickly taken away to the ring by the power of the Scarecrow.] [Left alone, the Shadow is now at the attention of the Crow.]“You walk in darkness. But will you face it when all hope has been lost? When the only one holding the rock is you? If you want to bust some skulls, as you say, then you must listen to me and what I have to say. For you have no idea what darkness awaits you.”
[Cut.]BRENT KERSH VS. LEE CROWLEY
SINGLES MATCH
THE CONJURING
SOMEWHERE ELSE
“Come on boy!” [Chambers taunts his foe as he approaches, driving a boot into his rib cage.] “Show me what’s inside!”
[D’Von delivers another crushing kick to the ribs of Tornado, producing a grunting groan from the victim who is conscious, but only barely.]“Stop holding out on me Tornado!” [D’Von brings a double axe handle down across the back of the neck as he drops to his knees.] “I want to see it again!”
[Chambers raises his arms, his hands clasped together in preparation of another double axe handle when he hears it.] [Thunder.] [The preacher glances upward at the sky, a small grin covering his lips.]“But I will kindle a fire in the wall of Rabbah and it shall devour the places thereof.”
[D’Von’s grin turning to a toothy smile as the wind high above him begins to howl.]“With shouting in the day of battle, with a tempest in the day of the whirlwind.”
[KABOOM!] [With a roaring thunder clap, lightning illuminates the sky and suddenly it begins to rain. To pour. As Chambers looks down at the stirring Tornado with a satisfied glare.]“It’s you…”
[D’Von lets off a chuckle as he pulls himself to his feet. His clothing already soaked as is that of Tornado. Laughing, Chambers scurries away into the darkness leaving his victim to his recovery as we fade to black.]FOUR ON FOUR
TAG TEAM MATCH
GUARDIAN
BACKSTAGE
“Treasure it,” [A voice interrupts.] “Because you have no idea how vital it is.”
[El Trébol looks up.]“You have been chosen, El Trébol. You have been chosen as a guardian of that key. You must give your life to protect it. You must retain it at all costs.”
[He tilts his head.] “But why? Who are you?” [Godfrey steps out of the shadows, his Templar uniform on clear display.]“My name is Godfrey and that Championship is a key to this Temple. As the infection sets in upon the walls, they begin to decay.”
[El Trébol turns to see the black veins infecting the concrete. He gulps.]“And as they crumble from within, possession of those Championships are keys to the walls falling down around us. Should someone of evil mind, body or soul take possession of your title, they will break some of the strongest bonds keeping this temple together. If the walls fall, the world will follow.”
[The Green Clover stands up, almost as if to attention.]“You have my word,” [he responds eagerly.] “I’ll protect the Double Feature Championship from evil. I’ll do what it takes to ensure that it doesn’t fall into the wrong hands.”
[Godfrey steps forward.] “Even if that means death?” [El Trébol looks at him, his eyes wide, and his mouth agape. He doesn’t know how to respond. The Templar places a hand on his shoulder and nods.]“Son, some things in this world are bigger than we are. We have to sacrifice, in battle, to save what’s important. I know you fear for your life, but should you need to provide it, it will not be in vein.”
[Godfrey pats his shoulder and slowly walks away, leaving The Green Clover to look at his belt, then at the walls, knowing that he may have gotten himself into a situation that he neither counted for, not truly wanted.] [Cut.]EDWARD NEWTON VS. EL TRÉBOL JUNIOR
SINGLES MATCH
WE AIN’T HEROES
BACKSTAGE
“Poor Jakey seems to have lost it, hasn’t he, Jensen?”
“I wonder how long till he ends up throwing himself into a horde of those throwaways we infected.”
[The two share a slight chuckle as they walk, their attention soon drawn to the ground by the sound of sloshing, a pool of black blood at their feet.]“Looks like he already did. Care to find his corpse?”
“I wouldn’t mind placing his head on a stake.”
[Click.] [The two men look up at the sound, taken by surprise AS BARBED WIRE RISES OUT OF THE BLOOD AND SHREDS INTO THEIR SKIN! Cussen and Million find themselves wrapped in the rusted spikes, a barb barely missing a vein in Jensen’s neck, the two men unable to move from the trap. They struggle to rear their heads as the sound of sloshing approaches them from both ends of the hall, accompanied by the sound of a blade scraping the wall.]“When I’m done with you, your heads ain’t gonna be recognizable enough for stakes.”
[Jake Jeckel. He stays out of their sight, standing behind them as Jack approaches from the front, his own hatchet in hand. Jake doesn’t chuckle as he leans in, his voice deathly serious.]“Do you want to beg for death, if you do, I might give you the mercy you didn’t show Calypso.”
[Jack chimes in, looking towards Jake.]“We need to ask about a cure, Jake. For Calypso’s follower-”
“What the FUCK did I say about speakin’ for her, Jackie? Don’t you fucking dare try and voice reason to me. These fuckers took all reasoning away from me.”
[Jack sighs, watching as Jake brings a hatchet up, looking to cleave into Max Million. BARBED WIRE TO THE FACE! Million yanks the barbs from his skin and rakes them across Jake’s forehead! Jack swings down on Cussen but Vengeance jabs him in the eye! The Family members yank the rusted barbs from their bodies before taking off down the hallway, retreating from the armed Juggalos. As Jack nurses his eye, he looks towards Jake, trying to apologize.] [But Jake isn’t having it.] [SUCKER PUNCH! Jake drops his brother with a right hand! Jack lands in the blood on the ground, looking up at Jake who is all but frothing at the mouth.]“We had them! My fuckin’ blade was to their throat and you wanted to just fuckin’ piss me off. We ain’t heroes, Jackie. And if you can’t learn that, then you ain’t worth keepin’ around.”
[Jake doesn’t even look at Jack as he turns to leave, his brother rising to his feet before pulling Jake back INTO CHUCK THE CHAINSAW! Jake gets grounded and Jack looms over him.]“We ain’t heroes. But we also ain’t villains, and if you can’t see that, then I’ll have to beat some sense into you.”
[Jack leaves Jake in a heap, the two brothers at odds as the scene closes out.]DTR VS. SOLOMON RHODES
IRON MAN MATCH
1-0
[The Virus pulls Rhodes up to his feet, trying for a second but Rhodes manages to drop down, rolling DTR up in an O’Connor Roll] [ONE…] [TWO…] [The Virus just kicks out at the last second, delivering a sadistic kick to Rhodes temple as he rises to his feet , underhooking Rhodes as he begins delivering stiff knees to the templar, driving them over and over in an almost savage manner. The Virus lifts Rhodes up to his feet, a huge haymaker nearly knocking Solomon out cold before he’s spun around and German Suplexed into the corner! Rhodes slowly pulls himself up as he’s cut in half with a huge spear before the Virus lifts him up to the top rope, climbing up himself as he tries to finish Rhodes off once and for all] [BRAINBUST….NO! Rhodes begins to fight back, delivering heavy lefts and rights before a massive headbutt sends the Virus crashing to the mat. Rhodes catches his breath for a moment, sizing DTR up before diving off, BLOO….] [The Top Rope Stomp misses as Rhodes rolls to his feet, LARIAT! Rhodes nearly gets decapitated by that vicious clothesline as The Virus lifts him up high in the Crucifix Position, spinning him around, BNBE! Rhodes crashes to the mat as the Virus hooks the leg once more,] [ONE…] [TWO…] [RHODES JUST GETS THE SHOULDER UP! DTR looks furious as he lifts Rhodes up off his feet, looking for another Reasonable Doubt but Rhodes slips out, delivering a stiff roundhouse kick to the side of the head stunning the Virus] [BEFORE LOCKING IN THE RECEPTION!] [The Virus is trapped in the middle of the ring, writhing in pain from the Death Grip as he’s forced to tap out]1-1
FIVE MINUTES REMAINING
[Rhodes doesn’t let go of the hold, the Virus slowly standing up as Rhodes tries to force another tap out but the break is forced with a stiff low blow, REASONABLE DOUBT! Rhodes looks out cold as the Virus drops down for another pinfall] [ONE…] [TWO…] [THR…RHODES GETS THE SHOULDER UP! The Virus is furious for a moment before a sadistic smile crosses his face, as he pulls a thick steel chain from his pants. Wrapping it around his fist, he rains down heavy rights to the face of Rhodes, busting the Grand Master open before wrapping the chain around the skull of Rhodes. The Virus quickly climbs up to the top rope, sizing Rhodes up for a moment] [LIGHTS OUT! A huge Top Rope Legdrop right onto the chain wrapped skull of Rhodes, The Virus quickly hooking both legs for the cover] [ONE…] [TWO…] [THREE!!!]2-1
TWO MINUTES REMAINING
[Rhodes looks about done as he slowly gets to his feet, tossing out weak jabs that DTR easily bats away, almost playing with the Grand Master at this point as he delivers a series of snap jabs, taunting Rhodes before winding up a big right hand. Rhodes ducks under, and as DTR turns around…] [RED CROSS! RHODES DELIVERS THE RED CROSS AS HE COLLAPSES UPON THE VIRUS FOR THE COVER] [ONE…] [TWO…] [THREE!! IT”S ALL TIED UP!]2-2
ONE MINUTE REMAINING
[Both men slowly get to their feet as Rhodes blocks a DTR right hand, firing up as he pounds down on the Virus with furious lefts and rights, a stiff enziguri nearly knocking the Virus out cold before Rhodes rushes to the ropes, leaping off with a Springboard Crossbody! DTR stumbles to his feet into a low sweep as Rhodes rolls back…] [DARK WISH! DTR doesn’t go down but he’s out on his feet as Rhodes bounces off the ropes, DARK WISH TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! Rhodes pushes the out of it Virus to the mat, quickly covering him as we’re at ten seconds remaining] [ONE…] [TWO…] [THREE!! RHODES gets the three count just as the timer hits zero]2-3
[The Commander prevails over the Virus here tonight, the patriarch of the Family tried his best but good triumphed over evil in this amazing contest]ABANDON ALL HOPE
SOMEWHERE ELSE
“Your fight against us is futile,” [Van Chan growls, his voice raspier and deeper than ever before.] “For we do not wish to be saved.”
[His wooden voice intended.] [Harrison slashes across Zappa’s mid-section, cutting him deep enough to wake him and make him howl.]“You don’t understand, do you?” [Harrison continues.] “We’ve given our souls, voluntarily, to the King of the Underworld and his cause; to The Family, to Lux Bellator, to the end of this miserable world we toiled in so fruitlessly.”
[Suddenly, Zappa fights back, headbutting LH Harrison as he finishes speaking. He grabs Van Chan and slams him head first into the wall, stumbling away as blood drips from the gash on his belly.] [Van Chan bounces back, smiling.]“Abandon all hope, ye who enter here.”
[We don’t get to see what happens next.] [Only the look on Solomon Rhodes face, as he stares into the maniacal abyss that is DTR.] [Cut.]