“SING A LITTLE SONG OF ME”
Click.
Static covers the screen as a Play ► symbol appears in the bottom right-hand corner.
The new OSW World Champion celebrates inside his locker room, joined by Doctor Death, friends and family. The music is loud, and the celebration is in full force as Muerte steps out of the room and into the hall for a breather.
It’s there that he’s met by Stubbins Doom.
He immediately raises his fists.
“Please,” Doom scoffs. “If I wanted to avenge my loss, I’d do what you did and you’d not see me coming.”
El Mariachi smirks, lowering his hands.
“I analysed your song sheet before you took it back. It led me to the source, and to this,” Stubbins says, removing a plastic wallet from within his jacket that contains yet another song.
“There’s more?” Muerte says, surprised.
“Many, in fact,” he retorts. “I’ve read this one and found glee in the results. I was tempted to keep it but wanted nothing more than to see the look in your eye once you’d read it.”
He reluctantly hands it to a silent Muerte. The OSW World Champion takes it and has a quick read, his eyes widening as he does.
“It sings a little song of me,” he growls.
“Doesn’t it just? It looks like I’ll be getting my Championship back in no time at all, doesn’t it?”
The Mariachi shakes his head.
“Do you think I’m stupid, perro?” He asks with a snarl. “You could’ve forged this to get inside my head.”
Doom approaches, getting right in his face.
“I’ve been inside your head, Mr. Muerte. You can believe me… or not. I must admit that I care not for whether you do or don’t. That song is legitimate, which means I’m smiling one way, or the other.”
The former OSW World Champion barges past the current, leaving him to look at the song sheet, knowing he has a decision to make.
Believe it, or not?
“TURNING THE TIDES”
Deep in The Slums, Grimskull stands, in pensive silence. His people are waiting. He needs to address them as it has been a short while now since he last did. On the other side of the door in front of him, the makeshift stage he often uses to deliver his sermons stands unused,
So Grimskull walks through the door and onto the stage, arms wide open. Only to be greeted with…silence?
There is nothing. A cricket’s chirp could be heard, were there one to hear. There are people there, in front of the stage, but they do not shout for Grimskull like they have done in the past.
“My people of the Slums…” Grimskull starts. Usually this receives rapturous applause but today the crowd do nothing but stair at him.
“I return to you, ready and willing to show you h-“
His speech is punctuated – mid-word – by a single tomato splatting next to Grimskull. He looks up to see many of those congregated are leaving the area. Grimskull turns to one of his men.
“What is happening?” he asks, quietly.
“The people,” comes the response. “They see the turning of the tides. They have watched as you started this escapade to prove Vision’s way as the false path, but they do not think you continue to believe that. They see you falter on your own path and wonder if you have already given up on your teachings.”
Grimskull looks pensive.
“Spread the word,” he demands. “Grimskull has only the best interests of those in these parts in his mind. I would never do anything to hurt them. They can rest assured knowing that I will deliver them their path to freedom. Just the same as I always promised.”
And he leaves, dejected, from the scene.
Cut.
The battle between heroism and vengeance rages on between Kaiju Chiba and Kpavio, and Gemini finds herself torn between two men she considers friends as their special guest referee!
Kpavio rushes the Big Save at the outset, sending Kaiju into the corner with a flurry of offense before hitting the ropes for added momentum…hitting a nasty dropkick on Chiba in the corner!
The big man doesn’t go down easily after that, but he does look shaken as he steps away from the corner…but the Skull forces him to the canvas all the same, using a sling blade!
Kpavio rises to his feet, giving Gemini a cold glare as she tells her former tag partner to take it easy…which manages to garner a harsh chuckle from the Skull before going back on the attack with some stomps.
The sheer size of the Big Save gives him a chance to absorb the damage as Kaiju slowly gets to a standing position of his own, before wailing on the Skull with some hard punches!
Kaiju quickly follows up on this with some forearm strikes, sending Kpavio reeling back as Chiba is starting to get back into a rhythm!
Grabbing the Skull by the arm, Kaiju sends his foe to the ropes, looking for a big clothesline on the rebound…but it’s a swing and a miss, as Kpavio bounces right back off the ropes and into a cross body on the Big Save!
Kpavio’s going for the cover here, Gemini giving a nod of understanding before making the count.
ONE!
T–NO!
Kaiju kicked out with authority on that one…and Kpavio is berating Nature’s Delight over the slow count, reminding her of what must be done.
Gemini shakes her head at this, however, still uncertain what the Skull is talking about as Kaiju builds back up to a vertical base…swinging Kpavio around before hitting a massive lariat!
Kaiju checks on his friend, making sure Gemini is okay before going for the cover on Kpavio…but the Skull blindsides him with a kick to the head!
This sends the Big Save down to the canvas, just beside Kpavio as he gets back to his feet once again, giving Gemini another glare before locking a Crippler Crossface on the big man!
JUSTICE!
Kpavio’s got it cinched in tight, pulling back on the neck of Kaiju who starts bellowing in pain as Gemini checks on her friend.
Kaiju starts slowly crawling toward the ropes, trying to get some leverage to break out of the hold…but Kpavio uses his feet to pull him back toward the center of the ring!
Letting the arm of Kaiju free may have cost the Skull here, however, as Kaiju gets to his knees, pulling the hands of Kpavio apart to finally break the hold!
Kaiju gets back to his feet now, staring down the Skull before sending him into the corner…and following right behind with a massive corner splash!
CHIBA SPLASH CONNECTS!
The impact sends Kpavio down hard, and Kaiju senses an opportunity to capitalize on this as he steps onto the bottom rope.
Kaiju looks over at Gemini, telling her this has to be done as Kpavio gets to his knees…and then, Kaiju drops down upon the Skull with a massive curb stomp!
KAIJU STOMP!
NO!
Kpavio rolls away at the last second, as all Chiba hits with the stomp is the canvas…allowing Kpavio to hop onto the ropes, launching himself into a springboard DDT!
VIOLENCE!
Kaiju gets driven head first into the canvas, but Kpavio isn’t finished just yet.
Instead, the Skull stares Gemini down once more, telling her “this is what I must do…and then you’ll know what must be done.”
And then, Kpavio grabs Kaiju by the arm, slowly bringing the Big Save to his knees.
Kaiju is still staggering as the Skull hits the ropes for momentum…AND CONNECTS WITH A MASSIVE HIGH IMPACT KNEE STRIKE TO THE HEAD OF KAIJU!
VENGEANCE!
Except the Skull stops Kaiju from falling back to the canvas!
He wiggles his index finger at Gemini, indicating he’s still not done….AND GOES TO THE ROPES FOR ANOTHER KNEE STRIKE!
VENGEANCE CONNECTS AGAIN!
But before the Big Save can fall, Kpavio keeps him propped up once more…JUST LONG ENOUGH FOR ONE FINAL KNEE STRIKE!
A VENGEFUL TRIFECTA!
Kaiju drops to the canvas as Kpavio covers, Gemini in tears as she makes the count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Kpavio’s attempts to teach Gemini what must be done are about to come to a head after the Skull puts down the Big Save, taking a win over Kaiju Chiba!
WINNER: KPAVIO
“WHAT MUST BE DONE”
The match is over, and after such a hard-fought battle, both competitors are looking worse for wear.
Gemini looks to check on Kaiju first, and something about this infuriates the Skull as he gets back to his feet. He stares down the Big Save only briefly before turning his attention to Nature’s Delight.
“Didn’t I tell you, Gemini? I have tried to teach you the right and proper way, and this is how you respond? I told you the time would come, when you would know what must be done. If you can’t accept my lessons, I will have to beat one more into you.”
Gemini looks horrified at the tone by someone she considered a friend. Kaiju has had enough of this, slowly rising to his feet to stand up for Gemini as he takes his stance.
“No harm will fall upon Gemini tonight, Skull.”
Kpavio just scoffs at this, but before he can respond any further…
PITCH BLACK
FLASH!
In almost the blink of an eye, the kind-hearted Gemini torn between Kpavio and Kaiju has vanished…into darkness.
In her place, the darker counterpart arises, staring in confusion at the Skull and the Big Save.
Equally confused–and shocked–is Kaiju himself, taken aback by what he’s just witnessed. Before he can utter a word, Kaiju is shoved away by the Witch as she takes her leave from the ring.
This leaves the hero in the ring with the Skull, who points at Chiba with a shake of his head.
“I told you, hero…there are no friends in Arcadia.”
Kaiju just stares his foe down, but beneath the scowl is a sense of concern, even worry. What has happened to the Gemini he’s become friends with over the past few weeks?
Cut.
“CANDYCRUSH”
The Pussycat Club.
With the Main Event on the horizon, Drexl sits inside his Pussycat Club drinking a Bloody Mary. The smooth tomato vodka goes down like a treat as he watches his girls dance before him on poles.
Just then, Teddy O’Toole enters, taking a seat abruptly across from Big Slim.
“Oh shit, take a seat mother fucker,” Drexl sarcastically rumbles. “Do you wan’ a bitch to suck your dick too?”
Teddy shakes his head.
“As much as I’d love to give one of your prized possession a sweet liquid treat, I’m here on business, not pleasure,” O’Toole says with a smirk.
Drexl smiles at that one too.
“You must realize that Tombstone is a problem for all of us, yes?” Teddy continues. “Our little cat and mouse game with Drewitt has led us down a path of danger that we didn’t expect.”
“I’m thinkin’ he’s more a problem for you, dawg,” Big Slim says with a nonchalant shrug of his shoulders.
“That’d be short-sighted on your behalf, Drexl.; especially when I tell the Dead Man that you’re truly responsible for Drewitt’s reincarnation. After all, I left that Explorer for dead. You were the first to see him alive.”
Drexl frowns at him, putting his drink back down on the table and leaning forward.
“Naw, you know dat’s some bullshit, innit. Dat nigga ain’t gonna believe a fuckin’ word of dat shit,” Big Slim tries to convince himself.
“But if he does, then we’re both in a world of hurt, aren’t we? Look, I came to make you an offer. You have a smorgasbord of unsavoury characters at your disposal. If I were to pay you, say, 10,000 credits – would that buy an end to all of this?”
“10g’s?” Drexl cooly says. “I’ll tell you what, cracka, if you pay me and my guys 20,000 credits, I’ll take the fight to the Mortuary and put that shit in the ground. I’ll candycrush all dem mother fuckers.”
Teddy thinks about it.
“Done,” he says, taking an envelope out of his pocket and handing it to Big Slim. “Consider that a downpayment of 10,000 credits. You’ll get the remaining 10,000 upon completion.”
The Candy Man stands up and casually walks away, leaving Drexl to smile and reach for his drink.
Cut.
Friends or foes, a line will be drawn in the sand between these six men during this trios match tonight!
The bell rings and Foley and Fidel start us off with a tie up collar and elbow. In a test of strength, Foley manhandles the larger Fidel into a hammer lock, maneuvering behind Fidel.
BACK HEADBUTT FROM FIDEL!
This staggers Foley and loosens his grip, and Fidel goes to work on Foley with some elbows to the face the staggers Foley into the ropes. Fidel whips Foley to the opposite side of the ring, but Foley had tagged The Burned Man in unbeknownst to him, and on the rebound Foley is speared—
ARROW OF GREED AND DESIRE!
Fidel covers—
THE REF REFUSES TO COUNT!
TBM scrapes Fidel off Old Man Foley by his hair and locks in a half nelson as the surprised Fidel tries to fight him off—
HALF NELSON SUPLEX!
TBM rolls Fidel through, maintaining the half suplex as Fide fights and claws, trying to get TBM off him as they get to their feet—
ANOTHER HALF NELSON SUPLEX!!
ASHES TO ASHES!!
TBM is out to prove a point here, again rolling through whilst maintaining the hold, and he thrusts Fidel to his feet again—
DUST TO DUST???
NOT TONIGHT!!!
Fidel slips out and elbows TBM in the gut to create some separation, but the Arcadian Mummy charges at Fidel—
RIGHT INTO A SPINNING SPINEBUSTER!!
LAY THEE DOWN!!
Cover—
ONE!
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TWO!!
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SHOULDER UP!!
Fidel tags in an eager Damien Wolfe, who sprints at TBM who’s on all fours—
STATUTORY DAMAGE!!
THE KNEE TREMBLER FLOPS TBM OVER!!
Wolfe wastes no time latching on the Regal stretch, but he can’t quite transition into the bulldog choke modification and the much bigger and larger, and now angrier, Burned Man powers out to his feet and grapples Wolfe—
STO!!
THE MATCHSTRIKER!!
Cover—
ONE!
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TWO!!
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THR— KICKOUT BY WOLFE!!
TBM holds up three fingers to the crowd, signaling the end here. He pretzels Wolfe into a pumphandle, and lifts—
PUMPHANDLE SAMOAN DROP!!!
THE THIRD DEGREE!!!
Cover—
“MOVE!”
Destructo Boy got the blind tag as TBM hit his finisher, and before TBM realizes what’s going on…
JUSTICE GRENADE!!
630 SENTON ONTOP OF TBM AND WOLFE!!
TBM and Destructo Boy jaw over what surely must have been a miscommunication between student and mentor. Meanwhile, the Conservator crawls to his corner and tags in Mannfred Curze, who’s been chomping at the bit for some violence!
DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE DROPS TBM AND DESTRUCTO BOY!
TBM rolls out of the ring and Curze directs his attention towards Destructo Boy, peppering him with punches and kicks while he’s down. He whips Destructo Boy into the ropes and on the rebound throws a wild punch—
DUCKED BY DESTRUCTO BOY!
He continues running the ropes and on the rebound sprints right at Curze—
BIG BOOT BY CURZE!
DUCKED AGAIN BY DESTRUCTO BOY!
Destructo Boy is still running, and off the ropes he launches himself headfirst at Curze—
CORKSCREW DIVING HEADBUTT—
RIGHT INTO THE BLEAK’S FUCKING BLADE!!
JAMES MAY NEVER LOSE FAITH, BUT HE NEARLY LOST HIS HEAD FROM THAT DISCUS CLOTHESLINE!
Curze forgoes the pin, instead clasping his hands in prayer as he stands above Destructo Boy. He lifts James up high into a crucifix—
WICKED PRAYER???
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NO!
Destructo Boy skips communion, sliding out and behind Curze towards his corner where TBM’s hand is outstretched—
TAG—
TO FELIX FOLEY!
The Puppetmaster charges the turning Curze—
THESE BOOTS WERE MADE FOR BOOTIN’!!
The big boot drops Curze, but here comes Fidel—
ARROW OF GREED AND DESIRE!!
The brutal spear drops Foley, but TBM is no longer idly standing by—
BACKDRAFT!!
The spinning back elbow drops Fidel, but meanwhile Curze has tagged Wolfe in and TBM sees this, charging at him with a lariat—
DUCKED BY WOLFE—
And here comes Destructo Boy flying in—
IMPACT BREAKER!!
TO TBM!!
It was a miscalculation, and he stands over TBM in confusion Wolfe sneaks up from behind—
AND HITS THE STROKE!!!
THE PEN IS MIGHTIER THAN YOUR HEROICS, BOY!!!
But Destructo Boy isn’t the legal man, and when Wolfe turns around he realizes he’s tonight’s special guest on—
THE PUPPETSHOW!!!
Foley’s got Wolfe in the mandible claw, and it looks like the end of all this…
LOW BLOW BY WOLFE!!
INTO THE INSIDE CRADLE—
ONE!
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TWO!!
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THAT’S MORE THAN A HANDFUL!!
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THREE!!!
The Conservator steals the victory for himself, Chaos Incarnate, and the Duke of Desire!
WINNERS: DAMIEN WOLFE, AARMAN FIDEL & MANNFRED CURZE
“ENOUGH, II”
The match has ended, the dust has settled, and yet we still find ourselves looking at two men who still make the ring their home. The Burned Man and Destructo Boy stand in the center of the ring, their performance in the match showing their lack of cohesion for all to see. Burned Man calls for a mic, sighing as he speaks into it.
“What happened, boy? You said we would work together, but you were a child. I thought I could rely on you, but you won’t listen. I’m just trying to help you-“
“WHO SAID I WANTED YOUR HELP!?” Destructo Boy shouts loud enough for all of Olympus to hear! He sneers at Burned Man who simply sits back shocked, unable to respond as James yanks the microphone callously from his hand. “I never said I wanted you to follow me around and dictate everything I did. I’m a hero, I need to help people. You pulling me out of danger, making me sit on the sidelines? It’s not helping anyone.”
“James-“
“Don’t call me James. It’s Destructo Boy. From this point on, I want you to stop trying to help me and just… Just leave me alone. I’ve had enough of you treating me like your child. My father was a hero, you’re just another person in Arcadia who needed saving and now you don’t want me to save others like you should have been saved.” Destructo Boy seethes as he speaks, though he takes a breath. “I’m sorry for what happened to you, but you, but I’m going to go do what you won’t.”
The crowd is silent as Destructo Boy goes to leave. The Burned Man, however, reaches out and places a hand on his shoulder-
CRACK!
DESTRUCTO BOY JUST KNOCKED THE BURNED MAN DOWN WITH A BIG RIGHT HAND!
The young hero looks like even he can’t fully believe what he’s done! But he clenches his teeth, standing straight as he leaves the ring.
All while The Burned Man lays stunned on the mat.
Cut.
“HEADSTRONG”
We find Colt Ramsey on the move in the backstage area of Olympus. He waves his pass to clear a security gate only to walk into a second wall of guards who don’t budge, some of the same figures we saw last week guarding Narcissa’s studio.
They stop him short, one with a palm to the chest while the other two flank him with arms crossed. Then, all three burst into chuckles.
“Hey, look fellas, it’s the uniballer. Tell me, Ramsey… Has the other testicle descended yet?”
Colt balls his fists and opens his mouth to reply, but a familiar voice from behind the manwall breaks through the air.
“Let him through.”
Reluctantly, the guards part ways and let Colt pass, but stay close to defend Narcissa should needs arise. Colt steps forward and looks to the source of the voice, his target.
“Narcy-Doll. What happened? Where did we go wrong? We could be something truly special, but you keep shutting me down.”
Narcissa gets down off the barstool she had been sitting on.
“I’m not sure kicking you in your tiny little balls counts as shutting you down. And I did promise to let you finally get as close as you like to me this week.”
She snaps her fingers and the guards lock Colt up into a Full Nelson hold.
“On my terms though, not yours.”
NARCISSA KNEES COLT IN THE GUTS!
A SLAP ACROSS THE FACE HARD ENOUGH TO DRAW BLOOD!
COLT WEATHERS THE BLOWS, EVEN AS NARCISSA BEGINS TO SOFTEN HIM UP WITH A SERIES OF BODY SHOTS!
Eventually, she steps back, wiping her brow and allowing her guards to release him. Colt falls to his knees, coughing out a mouthful of blood. But the Journo looks up at her, not with anger… With a smile through bloodied teeth.
“I’d weather anything you have to throw at me, Narcy.”
She sighs, heavily. It takes her an eternity to answer. Eventually, she kneels down in front of him.
“I know… You’re like a bad smell that I can’t get rid of. A headstrong prick who just won’t quit.”
She turns, walking away for a moment while Colt struggles to his feet, wincing from her punches. After a few steps, she turns back to Colt.
“One date.”
The two simple words seem to give Colt a new lease of life, the twinkle returns to his eyes. But Narcissa stops him in his tracks with another slap to the face.
“On my fucking terms, Colt. One date… At Ring of Dreams. And on one condition. You source some supplies that I need for my newest creation. Get me what I need and I will go on a date with you.”
Colt beams a grin wider than anything we’ve ever seen on him before. He nods like a bobblehead before walking off, speechless for the first time ever.
Cut.
In his debut match, Luther Grim is looking to add a Wildflower to his trophy collection! Can Gemini avoid being harvested?
As the match begins Luther approaches Gemini with a surprisingly kind smile on his face! He reaches out for a handshake that Gemini happily accepts. Only as she pulls away Grim doesn’t let go! He clobbers Gemini with a massive clothesline! He forces her back up and goes for another clothesline before yanking her back to her feet!
AND PULLING HER UP INTO THE HARVEST!
GRIM’S LOCKED IN A HELL OF A TORTURE RACK AND HE TAUNTS THE CROWD AS HE TRIES TO BREAK GEMINI IN HALF!
Arcadia’s Wildflower is wilting as she tries to struggle against Grim’s iron grip. She fights with all she has and frees a knee that she clocks against the side of Luther’s skull! The Hunter keeps his grip but a second, third, and fourth knee makes him drop Gemini who lands behind him!
AND HITS TWO SIDES! THE REVERSE DDT IMPLANTS LUTHER RIGHT INTO THE GROUND!
Grim’s head bounces off of the mat as Gemini covers!
ONE!-
NO!
LUTHER THROWS GEMINI OFF OF HIMSELF WITH IMPUNITY!
The Hunter rises to his feet and Gemini rushes to the ropes! She scales them and leaps off with a massive flying leg lariat that knocks Grim back down! But Luther is back to his feet just as quickly only to catch a springboard dropkick to the jaw! He falls like a pile of bricks and Gemini goes for the lionsault!
RIGHT INTO THE BLOOD SPORT! GRIM REFUSED TO STAY DOWN AND NAILS GEMINI WITH A MASSIVE BICYCLE KICK TO THE FACE!
The Photog crumples in a heap and Grim takes a moment to stomp away at her with zero signs of slowing his assault. He grabs Gemini by her hair and nails her with a harsh knee to the face followed by a deadly forearm before picking her fully up off of the ground by her hair! He’s showing off the brutality to the crowd! The citizens of Arcadia are torn on cheering the carnage or booing The Hunter as he Biel tosses Gemini into the turnbuckle!
Gemini goes through the ropes and lands on the apron! She holds her head as she gets to her feet and Luther rushes her with a clothesline!
GEMINI GRABS THE FIST AND LEAPS TO THE ROPES! LUTHER IS ABOUT TO GO FOR A ROUGH HIKE AS SHE RUNS ACROSS THE TOP ROPE WITH HIM IN TOW!
AND NAILS THE LEAPING HURRICANRANA!
Grim hits the ground hard and barely gets to a knee when Gemini lashes out with a flurry of kicks to the chest! She leaps over him and nails him in the back of the head before hitting a shining wizard to complete her barrage of offense! Gemini is looking drained as she tries to get Luther up to his feet!
BUT GRIM SHOVES HER OFF!
The Hunter refuses to stay down as he clocks Gemini with a harsh clubbing forearm! He hits the ropes!
GREAT PURSUIT! SPEAR- NO!
SNAPSHOT!
GEMINI JUST CAUGHT LUTHER WITH THE CODEBREAKER! SHE COVERS!
ONE!
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TWO!
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THREE!
Luther kicks out a half second too late! Gemini just snatched victory here and rolls out of the ring before Grim can give chase!
WINNER: GEMINI
“MESSAGE RECEIVED”
Backstage at Olympus, Mannfred Curze stalks the always, looking determined. In one hand he clasps the paper from last week.
He looks in each room, and around every corner. Nothing, save for some Olympus workers.
“Have you seen him?” he booms at one of these works, who just shakes at the sound of the Horror’s voice and scampers off.
Finally, after what seems like an age but is only a few moments, The Horror finds his target.
“I have been searching,” Mannfred begins. “I should have seen that you were the one behind this. And now I have proof. Do you have my answers?”
Silence.
“Answer me!”
A figure, until now stood in the shadows, takes a step forward into the light. It’s Aarman Fidel!
“I should have known it was you from the moment ‘The Vixen’ commanded I fight you. But now I know, thanks to this receipt…”
He holds the receipt to the face of Fidel.
“…that you were the one to buy the voice scrambler from Deville’s Curiosities. The very same voice scrambler that you used to deliver your messages as The Vixen.”
Still silence.
“What do you have to say for yourself, Aarman?”
“It took you long enough,” comes the answer. He says nothing more, nothing less, and begins to leave the scene.
“Is that all? No explanations?”
“I owe you nothing, Mannfred Curze. Especially not an explanation for whatever it is you think I am doing.”
Mannfred grimaces.
“You’ve been stealing people from The Bleak!” he accuses, pointedly.
“Have I?” responds Aarman. “Prove it.”
Cut.
“A NEW EXHIBIT”
The air is thick with the stench of rot and putrefaction.
Jackson Cade’s flutter, obscured by his sweaty, matted hair dangling over them.
His body is entwined in some kind of contraption.
Something in the back of his mind calls it the Embrace of Pain, but he knows not where that came from.
A distant memory.
Another lifetime.
The monstrous device ensnares him like helpless prey, its sinewy tendrils plunging into his flesh, wrapping tightly around his limbs, his throat, and his torso.
The darkness of the room seems to breathe with him, and the walls seem to pulse as if alive.
Cade’s screams of agony reverberate through the chamber as the tendrils tighten around him.
The Embrace of Pain seems to revel in his suffering, drawing power from his anguish.
Yet, paradoxically, it appears to care for him. Each tendril that pierces his skin seems to simultaneously nurture and torment him. The grotesque interplay between the cruelty and the devotion of the device consumes Cade’s mind.
As the unbearable pain threatens to drag him into the abyss of unconsciousness, Cade musters the strength to pry his eyes open.
His world swirls in a kaleidoscope of darkness, crimson, and shadows.
Below him, a churning sea of bubbling red liquid gurgles and hisses, releasing a sickly sweet scent that hangs heavy in the air. It seems eager to welcome him into its depths, to dissolve his body and absorb his essence.
Blood.
His blood?
Whose blood?
Who knows?
The tendrils continue their agonizing dance, twining and tightening around him, each movement causing fresh waves of pain to wash over him.
The Embrace seems almost sentient, sensing the limits of his tolerance and pushing him to the very edge before withdrawing ever so slightly, allowing him a momentary reprieve before beginning the torment anew.
It is in this state of unbearable suffering that Cade realizes he’s not alone.
Someone else has joined him.
Jasper Redgrave.
The Artist appears like a specter out of the shadows, his movements fluid and unnervingly graceful.
The dim light of the chamber casts his gaunt, pallid face in a ghastly hue, accentuating the cruel curve of his thin-lipped smile.
Redgrave’s eyes, like two bottomless pits, are devoid of warmth or humanity, and as they lock onto Cade’s, he feels the cold fingers of dread coil around his heart.
Jasper approaches the suspended officer, reaching out a calloused hand to caress Cade’s face. His touch is icy, and it sends shivers down Cade’s spine. The tendrils seem to respond to Redgrave’s presence, quivering with anticipation.
“Little Eagle, it’s time for a new exhibit.”
Cut.
With the untimely death of the Demon’s brother hanging over this championship match, the tension is so thick between champion in challenger you could cut it with a knife!
The bell rings as Amataga Tuga and Prometheus circle each other like two predators about to go to battle over a fresh kill. Tuga lashes out first, going for the jugular of the Fire Bringer who quickly ducks under the hand of the Demon! Tuga spins around right into a—
FIREBALL WISKEY!
FIREBALL TO THE FACE OF THE DEMON!
As the smoke clears we see the unflinching face of the Demon staring daggers into Prometheus’ soul—
TUGA’S COMPLETELY UNBOTHERED BY HIS SINGED, SMOKING HAIR!
Tuga grabs the collar of Prometheus’s wifebeater and…
ULUULU!
ULUULU!!
ULUULU!!!
PROMETHEUS EATS THREE MASSIVE HEADBUTTS FROM THE DEMON!
Prometheus stumbles back through the ropes out to the concrete floor with a sickening thud, and Tuga follows with a sinister smile on his face like the visage of a true demon. Tuga rips Prometheus’s shirt open—
KA-RAK!
CHOP TO THE EXPOSED CHEST OF THE FIRE BRINGER!
KA-RAK!
AGAIN, AS THE FIRE THIEF STAGGERS BACK TOWARD THE RING POST!
KA-PANG!
PROMETHEUS MOVES OUT OF THE WAY AND TUGA CHOPS THE METAL POST FULL FORCE!
Tuga drops to a knee clutching his hand, and we get a good look at The Arcadian Arsonist, who’s bleeding from the nose, and has found an expandable baton…
KLANG!
The sound of metal on flesh, bone, and metal again rings out as Prometheus traps the injured hand of Tuga between the ring post and slams the steel baton into it repeatedly—
KLANG!
KLANG!
The Demon howls in pain, dropping to his knees as The Fire Bringer stomps on Tuga’s hand, grinding his heel into the back of it!
Prometheus snatches the Giant Demon up onto his shoulder and looks to Lawn Dart him into the bars of a nearby cell—
TORCH FIRE!
NO!
Prometheus’ back gives out under Tuga’s weight, and the Demon lands on his feet before shoving the Arsonist into the bars—
AND FOLLOWS UP WITH A BIG BOOT, DRIVING PROMETHEUS’ HEAD INTO THE BARS!
The Fire Bringer staggers around, and The Demon uses his good hand to set him up…
SIT OUT PILEDRIVER!
IT’S A ONE-ARMED LONG DROP FOR PROMETHEUS!
Tuga stands trying to hold his injured hand above his heart to stop the throbbing…
Is it over for Prometheus?
…
…
…
NO!
The Deathrow Champion is still moving, and Amataga attempts to make a fist with his injured dominant hand—
HE’S TRYING FOR THE SPIKE—
BUT HE CAN’T CLASP HIS FIST!
Prometheus desperately dives at Tuga for a Double Leg Takedown, but The Demon knees him in the nose, dropping The Fire Bringer momentarily, and Tuga looks around for something to help him keep Prometheus down and he finds it…
A ROLL OF GAFFER TAPE AND A KUBATON!
The crowd gasps at the sound of bones snapping, as the Demon quickly and painfully uses the tape to force his hand closed around the kubaton, creating a splint for his thumb. Tuga pivots on his heels driving his thumb and the kubaton into the temple of The Champ—
SUMMON THE DEMON!
The literal Samoan Spike to the skull of Prometheus crumbles him to the ground, and all consciousness has been forcefully ejected from Prometheus’s being!
PROMETHEUS IS GONE! HE’S…. DEAD. OH MY FUCKING GOD! AMATAGA TUGA AS FUCKING MURDERED PROMETHEUS! WHAT THE FUCK?
The Demon had his way in the end, willing his way to capturing the Championship from Death Row’s best… but he’s murdered Prometheus in the process.
WINNER AND NEW DEATHROW CHAMPION: AMATAGA TUGA
“NOT A HAIR ON HIS HEAD II”
No-one can believe it.
Amataga Tuga has murdered Prometheus.
The Red Hood and CJ Thorpe rush in to check on him, hoping they can save his life – but there’s nothing they can do. Hood kneels, screaming angrily into the void of rage that is Amataga Tuga.
“You have no idea what you’ve fucking done, do you?” Hood screams. “You fucking killed him.”
Tuga doesn’t care. He just stands there, staring, rage in his eyes.
“What you’ve done changes everything. He was everything.”
Thorpe helps Hood back to his feet, but Hood pushes him away. Jiro shortly steps out from the warden’s office, hearing the commotion. Red turns to see him, angrily pointing in his direction.
“He killed your fucking brother,” he roars. “It was that fucking cunt.”
Tuga looks at him, his eyes widened.
Jiro looks shellshocked.
“You want revenge then at Ring of Death, you can kill that mother fucker,” Hood screams. “But if you even think of touching a hair on his head before then, I’ll put a fucking bullet in your big ass head, you stupid sack of shit!”
Amataga turns to face him, his head tilted. Hood realizes what he’s said and backs off, exiting the ring. Tuga stomps forward as if to chase him, thinking better of it as Thorpe steps in the way.
Thorpe soon exits the ring, walking towards Jiro.
“The clocks ticking, man,” he says with a shrug. “Either tell us where the cache is, or he’s gonna fuckin’ kill ya. The choice is yours.”
Meanwhile, someone not at ringside watches from the shadows.
Cut.
“CAN'T STOP ME NOW”
House of Sovereigns.
Zeus sits back at home, relaxing. He should be at Olympus but was called away to take care of some important business. As he reads through a report of some kind, the lights inside his home begin flickering.
“Ares?” He calls out.
No reply.
Suddenly, the entire House of Sovereigns is thrust into complete darkness. The lights begin flickering red, causing Zeus to immediately stand up.
We all know what comes next.
Only, it doesn’t.
“Nothing will stop it.”
A strange, deep, growling voice comes from somewhere within the flickering red light and darkness.
“Who are you? What is this?” Zeus demands to know. “Do you know who I am?”
A figure looms in the background.
Then it’s gone.
“You can’t stop it, Zeus.”
“Nothing can.”
“No?” Zeus calls out. “Well, how about I start with this – Damien Wolfe and Felix Foley, you’re either one of them or they’re a patsy. Let’s see which, shall we? I told them if we saw you again, it’d be the end of them.”
“Oooh, scary.”
“Heh, they’re both fired.”
A figure looms somewhere else, causing Zeus to snap and turn quickly towards that direction.
“HaHAHAhahahAHahahAHAHa!”
Suddenly, the lights come back on abruptly and the figure, voice and red light have all gone. Zeus quickly rushes towards the door, opening it to find Ares unconscious behind it. He checks on him, making sure he’s alive, before shaking his head.
Whatever this red light is, we’ve finally heard it speak.
Tonight we have the debut of a twisted matchup from the depths of Tartarus itself. Four teams, sixteen competitors will enter a cage of twisted steel and malevolence for guts, glory and immortality. Who will emerge victorious and whose lives will forever be changed by the flames of War?
10 tons of steel, wire and absolute chaos.
Four teams comprised of the greatest warriors known to Olympus.
Teams who cannot stand one another, teams still learning to work together and one team thanks to a certain Artist are coming in with a man short after Jackson Cade got kidnapped earlier tonight. Four competitors will begin the contest and at the ten and twenty minute mark, one member from each team will exit their chamber. But there is no grace period in this war. Anyone can be eliminated at any time so these teams have to trust that those who begin can last until they are able to enter the ring.
Around the enormous structure are four glass plated chambers. One holding Grimskull and the former world champion Stubbins Doom.
One holding Narcissa Balenciaga and the monstrous Tombstone.
One holding the co-Lambs to the Slaughter winner Teddy O’Toole and the current Rewind Champion Drexel.
And the last holding Jasper Redgrave and the other co-Lambs winner Dr Death.
As standing in the ring are V1sion, Colt Ramsey, and Drewitt
All four chosen by random draw but there’s someone missing. Jackson Cade was supposed to be involved for his team but thanks to the Artist, Perseus is nowhere to be seen as the referee has no choice but to ring the bell and announce the elimination via forfeit.
JACKSON CADE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Drewitt and V1sion look towards the chamber, wondering if that means one of Redgrave or Death will enter next as Colt takes advantage of the distraction, dropping to his knees and low blowing both men. Drewitt drops to his knees as V1sion doubles over before Colt grabs him from behind
THAT’S A WRAP! SWINGING REVERSE DDT hits flush as V1sion gets slammed into the mat. Colt doesn’t cover, instead pulling Drewitt up to his feet and tries to whip him into the corner but the Explorer reverses it, sending Colt back first into the hard steel. Drewitt rushes forward for an Avalanche but Colt moves out of the way at the last second as Drewitt slams sternum first into the buckles.
LEAPING DOUBLE KNEES!
Colt catches Drewitt flush with a pair of knees to the jaw before he begins pounding a mudhole in the Explorer, driving him down to the canvas before backing up. Colt uses his hands to frame the fallen Drewitt, sizing him up
PICTURE OF PERFECTION! RUNNING SEATED METEORA!
Colt smiles that smug grin, blowing a kiss to Narcissa in his teams pod as she just turns in disgust. Colt shrugs it off, taunting the other chambers for a moment before turning around
INTO A LEAPING PUMP KICK FROM V1SION!
Colt took his eye off the ball and the Third Eye made him pay for it. Colt staggers back up into a flurry of lefts and rights before another hard kick to the jaw rocks the Pressman before he’s lifted up high into the air and spiked into the mat with a Brainbuster. Colt looks out on the mat as V1sion looks to the skies for Warforged’s second elimination. He quickly heads up the ropes, poised on the top before diving off.
SHOT IN THE DARK…HITS KNEES!
Colt was just wary enough to counter the Frog Splash attempt there, V1sion staggering up to his feet holding his gut as Colt grabs him from behind, locking the arms and looking to put V1sions lights out for good
FIT TO…NO! V1sion slips out, nailing Colt with a knee to the back before pulling his head backwards in one fluid motion
AND TELLING RAMSEY HELLO DARKNESS WITH THE STANDING DRAGON SLEEPER!
V1sion has the hold locked on tight, Colt scrambling around as he tries to grab onto whatever he can as his hands grip the middle rope but that doesn’t mean shit in Warforged. V1sion pulls him back regardless, cranking back on the pressure as Colt looks so close to tapping out.
SPEAR TO BOTH COMPETITORS! DREWITT NEARLY CUTS THROUGH BOTH MEN WITH THAT BRUTAL MOVE!
Colt took the brunt of it as he rolls out of the ropes to the unforgiving steel outside as Drewitt turns his attention to V1sion. Pulling up the Third Eye, Drewitt pummels him with heavy lefts and rights before hoisting him up onto his shoulders, perhaps looking for that deadly Travelers Gambit but V1sion manages to slip out before rolling Drewitt up from behind
ONE
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DREWITT KICKS OUT!
The Explorer gets to his feet into a flurry of lefts and rights payback before V1sion tries to lift him up high into a Brainbuster. Drewitt manages to slip out, rocking V1sion with a brutal headbutt before gripping him around the throat
ARDUOUS…BLINDED! V1sion counters the Chokeslam in mid-air with the Double Knee Facebuster. That could be it for the Explorer there as V1sion looks to drop down for the cover
FIT TO PRINT! FULL NELSON LEGSWEEP FACEBUSTER OUT OF NOWHERE! Colt nails V1sion out of nowhere but Ramsey doesn’t cover, instead walking back over to his chamber and once again begins flirting with Narcissa
“I can tell you’re digging this Narcy baby, these chumps aren’t nothing compared to you and me”
Narcissa just rolls her eyes before motioning for Colt to come closer. The lust-struck Ramsey obliges as a sly grin appears on Narcissa’s face as she whispers at Colt
“Turn around dumbass”
Colt looks confused as he turns around right into a Goozle.
ARDUOUS JOURNEY! CHOOOKKKESSLAMMM!
Colt just got Chokeslammed out of his damn boots as Drewitt drops down for the cover, the referee sliding into position
ONE
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THREE!!!
COLT RAMSEY HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
We’ve had two eliminations allready, one through forfeit and one due to Colt not being able to keep it in his pants as we are ever so closer to the second person from each team entering the ring. Drewitt turns his attention once more to V1sion, slowly stirring to his feet from that brutal Facebuster as he rushes forward, looking to crack the Third Eyes skull with a Big Boot but V1sion ducks underneath
ROLLUP…NO! Drewitt rolls through, grabbing hold of V1sions legs as he locks him into a Boston Crab. The Third Eye screams out in pain as the bigger man cranks down on the pressure, V1sion slowly crawling to the ropes as he grips them. There’s no rope breaks here but V1sion doesn’t just grab the ropes, he uses them to pull himself forward, sliding down the apron
AND SLINGSHOTTING DREWITT’S SKULL INTO THE TAUT NYLON!
Drewitt is stunned as the grip on the hold loosens, allowing V1sion to slip his way out before falling to the steel mesh floor in a crumpled heap. Both competitors are down but not out as the arena begins flashing black and white.
*****BUZZZZZZZ****
Grimskull rushes into Warforged, pulling up his ally for strength and support, Drewitt stirring to his feet but he’s hit by a brutal Roundhouse kick to the back of the head by Narcissa before she grabs him, spinning around
AS THE DESIGNER SHOWS THE EXPLORER SOME SILK PERFECTION WITH THE WRAP AROUND HEADSCISSORS!
Narcissa rolls to her feet right into a leaping enziguiri to the back of the head by an entering Teddy O’Toole before he rushes to the ropes, springboarding off
WITH ANOTHER DELICIOUS TREAT TORNADO DDT STYLE!
Teddy rolls through to his feet, a wide smile on his face but that soon gets wiped by a brutal headbutt from Grimskull who spins him around and spikes him down onto the back of his neck with a brutal Snap Dragon Suplex. V1sion quickly clambers up the ropes before diving off
SHOT IN THE DARK! FROG SPLASH HITS FLUSH ON O’TOOLE!
V1sion tries to drop down for the cover but Drewitt is up once more, delivering a hard running kick to the skull that rocks V1sion before he lifts him up
SIGHTSEER IMPLANT DDT!
V1sion gets spiked into the mat but the Explorer forgot about Grimskull as he turns around into a stiff headbutt that drops him to the mat before Grimskull backs up
ENLIGHTENED! STANDING KOKESHI HITS FLUSH!
Grimskull pulls V1sion up to his feet, the team looking to inflict more damage upon Drewitt as they lift him up to his feet
DOUBLE GOOZLE! Drewitt grips both of them around the throat, both men trying to fight out of it but Drewitt is pissed off
AS HE SENDS THE PAIR DOWN AN ARDUOUS JOURNEY!
Drewitt drops to one knee after that show of power but he shakes it off as he gets back to his feet
RIGHT INTO HIGH FASHION! The Spinning Heel Kick out of nowhere knocks Drewitt for a loop before Narcissa rushes to the ropes and bounces off
BLUE STEEL! RUNNING METEORA TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!
Absolute chaos thus far in the Warforged match and there’s still one official entrant who is just sitting back and soaking in the carnage
The Artist truly appreciating the essence of War here tonight as Narcissa turns her attention to Redgrave who simply smiles and points behind her.
SPRINGBOARD KNEE FROM O’TOOLE!
That rocked Narcissa’s world as he grabs her by the head, trying to give her another delicious treat but Narcissa manages to throw Teddy off the Tornado DDT attempt this time before gouging his eyes
AND SHOWING HIM THE EYE OF THE BEHOLDER WITH THAT SNAP STO!
STEEL CHAIR TO THE BACK!
Narcissa crumples to her knees from that brutal shot by V1sion as the Third Eye sets it up in the middle of the ring before both he and Grimskull whip her into the ropes
DESTRUCTION OF HELLIONS! DOUBLE TEAM DROP TOE HOLD ONTO THE CHAIR!
That very well could be it but the pair want to be sure as Grimskull climbs up to the top rope, sizing up the Designer for a few moments before diving off
RIGHT INTO HIGH FASHION!
Narcissa kips up at the last second, kicking the Martyr right out of the air with a beautiful Spinning Heel Kick but she turns around right into a stiff european uppercut before V1sion lifts her up into the air
BRAIN…THIRD EYE TREND! Narcissa counters the Brainbuster, nailing a fashionable version of V1sion’s own double knee facebuster but the Designer is absolutely spent as she tries to drop down but feels a rough hand on her shoulder before she’s spun around
AND TURNED INSIDE FUCKING OUT WITH SANGUINE ABSURDISM! BRUTAL DISCUS CLOTHESLINE FROM REDGRAVE MURDERS NARCISSA HERE!
That very well could be it as Redgrave could eliminate someone with his first move of the contest, dropping down as the referee slides into position.
ONE
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THREE!!!
NARCISSA BALENCIAGA HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Jasper gets to his feet, a sadistic smile on his face as he looks about all the broken bodies around him, the freshest man in the contest who looks down at the four lambs before him like a ravenous wolf about to feast.
Drewitt is the first to stagger to his feet right into a hook to the gut that doubles him over. Redgrave grips him by the back of the head and begins pummeling him with hard knees to the midsection, just knee after knee lifting the Explorer off his feet before he grips him around the throat
CHOKE TOSSING HIM OVER THE ROPES HEAD FIRST INTO THE STEEL CELL!
Redgrave turns into a flurry of lefts and rights from the Third Eye who leaps up with an enziguri that clips Jasper in the back of his head, staggering him back before V1sion leaps off the ropes
RIGHT INTO A BIG BOOT!
V1sion staggers up to his feet into a knee to the gut before he’s lifted high up into the air
AND SHOWN A PORTRAIT OF A KILLER WITH THE NIGHTMARE PENDULUM!
Jasper cracks his neck, smiling with pure satisfaction as he turns around
INTO A STIFF LESSON! Superkick from Grimskull nearly cracks Jasper’s jaw as the Artist staggers back, not going down as he spits out a glob of blood onto the canvas before turning around with a smug smirk
Grimskull backs up, smiling smugly himself before he pops off his head
AND THROWS IT AT FULL FORCE AT THE ARTIST! FASTBALL SPECIAL BITCH!
BUT JASPER SUPERKICKS IT BACK AT THE MARTYR!
Redgrave deflects the projectile right back at Grimskull as his own head slams into his sternum, sending the Martyr back into the ropes as he springs forward
INTO THE COLLAGE OF VIOLENCE! BRUTAL SPINNING ELBOW RIGHT TO THE DAMAGED STERNUM!
The Artist is cleaning house here, decimating the competition but he forgot about one weasel of a Candy Man as Teddy spins the distracted Jasper around
THAT BRAND NEW CHERRY FLAVOR! RED MIST TO THE EYES BLINDS JASPER before Teddy kicks him right in the dick, grabbing the doubled over Redgrave in a headlock
AND TREATING HIM TO AN EVERLASTING GOBSTOPPER! HEADLOCK DRIVER!
Teddy isn’t done, knowing he needs more to put down the monster as he quickly heads up to the top rope
SUGGGAAHH RUSHHH! SWANTON BOMB HITS FLUSH!
*****BUZZZZZZZ****
Teddy hits the Swanton Bomb but as he rolls through, his eyes catch something leaping off the cell wall
LETHAL
FUCKING
INJECTION!
Dr Death leaps from the cage wall all the way into the ring with a skull rattling Cutter, slamming the Lambs co-winner down into the canvas as he drops down, hooking both legs as he pulls back with everything he has for the cover
ONE
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THREE!!!
TEDDY O’TOOLE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Death sits up, satisfied having done what he couldn’t do in the Lambs to the Slaughter but his satisfaction is short lived as he’s lifted up by a mammoth Ferryman hand around his throat. Death tries to fight out with hard rabbit punches to the ribs but Tombstone seems to regard them like mosquito bites as he drives the fight out of the Luchadoc with a brutal headbutt before lifting him up high in the air
DELIVERING THE ODE TO CHARON TO THE CHAIN FLOOR OUTSIDE! JACKKNIFE POWERBOMB OVER THE ROPES TO THE OUTSIDE!
Tombstone turns right around into a Lesson from Grimskull, the Ferryman staggering back a few steps before turning back with a sneer on his face, the Superkick more of an annoyance then actually hurting him. Grimskull tries for a second but he’s pushed away into the ropes, bouncing off
AS HE LEARNS HE CAN’T RUN FROM THE FERRYMAN WITH A SWINGING SIDEWALK SLAM!
Tombstone slowly gets to his feet as he’s covered in red dots, an entire army of drones swarming around him as Doom begins his Mad Monologue. They strike all at once, covering Tombstone with a thick cloud of smoke as Doom begins to hover off his feet, rushing forward into the smoke
GOOZLE! We see the silhouette of a dangling Stubbins, hoisted high into the air as Tombstone patiently waits for the smoke to clear. He has Doom lifted up high with his left hand, the Mad Scientist desperately trying to break free as Tombstone rears back his right hand
AND TAKES HIS GODDAMN SOUL WITH A BRUTAL HEART PUNCH!
Tombstone is laying waste to everyone around but the next person to stand to his feet is someone that may be his destructive equal as the Artist and the Ferryman lock eyes for a moment
AND RUSH FORWARD AS BIG MEN BEGIN A CLUBBERING!
Left from Redgrave, right from Tombstone with neither man giving an inch before a hard headbutt from Tombstone staggers Redgrave back. The Ferryman begins laying into him with delayed throat thrust like uppercuts, one after the other trying to deliver the Ferryman’s Knock but as he winds up for the trifecta, Redgrave grabs it, spinning Tombstone around
SUPERKICK! Tombstone staggers back before another Superkick sends him fully back into the ropes
SO REDGRAVE CAN COMPLETE THE COLLAGE OF VIOLENCE WITH THE SPINNING ELBOW TO THE JAW!
Tombstone falls through the ropes to the floor but he’s still on his feet as Redgrave follows him out, pounding down with hard lefts and rights before a stiff knee rocks the Ferryman as they begin to fight towards the glass chambers. Tombstone delivers a hard uppercut before gripping Redgrave around the throat but Jasper counters with a low knee that doubles the Ferryman over before he’s lifted up high, Jasper with a sadistic smile on his face as he rushes forward
VANISHING POINT
THROUGH
THE
FUCKING
GLASS
CHAMBER!
The entire thing shatters into a million pieces, glass and metal everywhere as both men lie in a broken heap in the middle of the damn thing, The Artist possibly having taken both himself and Tombstone out with that brutal Crucifix Powerbomb.
Big Slim watches on, having held back to not deal with the Ferryman as he finally enters the contest, rolling into the ring and begins pounding down upon Stubbins Doom, looking to beat him just like he did last week but Doom is still on the team with the most members left as V1sion attacks Drexl from behind, delivering a hard elbow to the back of the head before driving him down to the mat with a reverse DDT.
Grimskull is back to his feet as he quickly heads up to the top rope, looking to eliminate Drexl with a wing and a Prayer as he dives off
RIGHT INTO AN ARDUOUS JOURNEY! DREWITT CATCHES GRIMSKULL IN MID-AIR WITH A BRUTAL CHOKESLAM!
Drewitt goes to pull Drexl up to his feet only for both men to be surrounded by drones as Doom once again sparks up his Mad Monologue. The drones don’t get a chance to fire though
BECAUSE DOOM IS GIVING A LOBOTOMY COURTESY OF A TORNADO SPIKE DDT FROM DR DEATH!
The Luchadoc temporarily teaming up with Drewitt and Drexel to even the odds here as Death rushes at V1sion, drilling him with a leaping cutter. Grimskull staggers up right into a flurry of lefts and rights from Drexl and Drewitt before Drewitt lifts Grimskull up onto his shoulders for the Travelers Gambit. He doesn’t hit it though, keeping Grimskull on his shoulders as Drexl climbs up to the top.
STRAIGHT GAMBIT! DIVING HEADBUTT/BURNING HAMMER COMBINATION!
In the chaos, Doom tries to roll out of the ring but the pair notice him, Drexl motioning for Drewitt to pull him up as Big Slim rushes to the ropes
DREWITT’S HANDS PASS RIGHT THROUGH THE DISSIPATING DOOM RIGHT AS BIG SLIM SPRINGBOARDS OFF THE ROPES
COLD TURKEY TO DREWITT! DOOM FAKES OUT THE PAIR AS DREXL ACCIDENTALLY SPRINGBOARD STUNNERS DREWITT!
KILL IT WITH FIRE TO HIS OWN PARTNER!
Drexl is shocked as he turns right into a standing cutter as Death takes advantage with the cover on the knocked out cold Drewitt
ONE
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THREE!!!
DREWITT HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
That may have been a mistake by the Luchadoc there as with Jasper still incapacitated on the floor from that massive bump and having just screwed over Drexl, he’s in a handicap situation here, especially with one team still being complete. Doom rolls back into the ring from his hiding place, shaking himself off as he lifts his partners up to their feet. Grimskull, V1sion and Stubbins Doom slowly advancing on both Death and a hurting Drexl but their advance is stopped by the sound of debris and glass loudly thrown to the side
Tombstone is on his feet
And the Ferryman is fucking pissed
V1sion rushes forward, leaping over the ropes right into a brutal Big Boot that nearly knocks the Third Eye’s brain back into his skull. Tombstone lifts him up by one hand, slowly advancing to the ring as the other four look at eachother for a moment, nod and rush him
Heavy lefts and rights from Doom, Grimskull, Drexl and Death but they seem to barely affect the Ferryman who pushes them all away with one hand and his freakish strength before lifting V1sion up high
AND THROWING HIM LIKE A PROJECTILE AT ALL FOUR!
Drexl is the first up, stumbling to his feet into a brutal Big Boot that has to rattle some teeth inside his skull. Big Slim staggers up, managing to duck underneath a second before he kisses his jewelry and uppercuts Tombstone right in the jaw. The Ferryman’s head rocks back, before coming back down in a foul scowl. Drexl visibly gulps, rushing the ropes as he bounces off
BIG SLIM LEARNING THE HARD WAY YOU CAN’T RUN FROM THE FERRYMAN!
Tombstone plants Drexl nearly through the mat as he slowly rises right into a hard punch to the dick from Doom who begins to charge up his gauntlets
AS HE SHOWS TOMBSTONE WITH BRAINS OVER BRAUN WILL ALWAYS TRIUMPH
OR WILL THEY?
Cause Tombstone’s fucking tanking the electricity here, just staring Doom deep into the eyes with that scowl before rocking him with a brutal headbutt. The electricity sparks out as Doom is lifted up onto Tombstone’s shoulders
AND SPIKED INTO THE MAT WITH ELYSIUM FIELDS! Tombstone Piledriver nearly breaks Doom’s goddamn neck.
STEEL CHAIR TO THE BACK!
Grimskull is on his feet as he begins to lay into Tombstone with chair shot after chair shot, damn near breaking the damn thing before he barely is able to set it up in the middle of the ring. Both he and V1sion pull Tombstone up, managing to throw him across the ring as the Ferryman rebounds
DESTRUCTION TO HELLIONS! DOUBLE TEAM DROP TOE HOLD ONTO THE STEEL CHAIR!
FUCKING NO SOLD AS TOMBSTONE SITS UP!
Both Grimskull and V1sion turn around into a double goozle around the throat as Tombstone slowly rises, both the Martyr and the Third Eye trying to fight out of the iron grip but to no avail as the Ferryman lifts both men high up into the air
FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS! FALLING DOUBLE CHOKESLAM TO GRIMSKULL AND V1SION!
Tombstone stays down, holding one hand on both their chests for the cover as the referee begins to count
ONE
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THREE!!!
GRIMSKULL HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
V1SION HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Tombstone is on an absolute tear here as there are only five wrestlers remaining inside the Warforged. Three teams with one wrestler and one team with two remaining. Tombstone slowly rises
RIGHT INTO THE DEFIBRILATION! LEAPING HEART PUNCH HITS FLUSH AS IT STAGGERS TOMBSTONE BACK ON HIS FEET!
Death leaps up, trying for the Painkiller but Tombstone catches him in mid-rotation, spinning him around before nearly planting him through the mat with a Powerslam. The Ferryman signals for his end as he goozles Death around the throat, looking to toll his bell
SANGUINE ABSURDISM TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!
Jasper Redgrave is back on his feet as he’s not done with Tombstone, the sheer power of the clothesline dropping the Ferryman to his knees as he quickly double underhooks Tombstone
BEFORE SHOWING HIM THE SYMPHONY OF SYMMETRY! PICTURE PERFECT PEDIGREE!
That very well could be it as Jasper rolls over for the cover
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TOMBSTONE KICKS OUT!
Redgrave is shocked for a moment, refusing to believe that didn’t finish the Ferryman but he calms himself, trying to pull Tombstone up to his feet
GOOZLE
FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS!
Chokeslam out of nowhere plants Jasper through the mat as this could be all she wrote for the Artist here, Tombstone rolling through for the cover
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REDGRAVE KICKS OUT!
Tit for Tat here Ferryman as Tombstone is now the one to be shocked, sure he had the victory there with that brutal chokeslam but he’s undeterred, gripping Jasper for a second round as he grips him with both hands
IS HE LOOKING FOR A FULL FORCE GOOZLE?
FIREBALL TO THE FACE!
An almost desperation move from Redgrave there as Tombstone staggers back in horror, terrified of the flash of fire. Redgrave just smiles, spinning around as he delivers another SANGUINE ABSURDISM but doesn’t let Tombstone hit the mat before he hooks the arms again
A SECOND SYMPHONY OF SYMMETRY! The Pedigree hits flush once more but Jasper knows he needs to do more to beat the Ferryman as he pulls him up to his feet and begins dragging him towards the corner.
Jasper rocks Tombstone with a hard knee to the jaw before he climbs up to the top, pulling the Ferryman up with him. The Artist looking to kill Tombstone with fire here as he hooks the arms
ILLUSION OF….
GOOZLE!
Tombstone slips out of the Super Pedigree, locking in that iron grip around Jasper’s throat as he screams out in rage before throwing him forward
ON YOUR WAY TO FUCKING TARTARUS! SUPER CHOKESLAM INTO A ROCK BOTTOM
KILL
IT
WITH
HELLFIRE!
Jasper is done as Tombstone places both hands on his chest for the pinfall, the referee sliding into position
ONE
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THREE!!!
JASPER REDGRAVE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
And Then There Were Four
The Former World Champion Stubbins Doom
The Co-Winner of Lambs to the Slaughter Dr Death
The Rewind Champion Drexl
And The Unstoppable Monster Tombstone
The Ferryman gets to his feet, looking at his three victims as they all come together, the Mad Scientist, Big Slim and the Luchdoc realising one thing
They need to take out Tombstone to stand a chance at winning. The trio nod at one another as Drexl slowly walks towards Tombstone, pulling out a joint from his pocket, lighting it up as he takes a big drag from the reefer
BEFORE THROWING THE LIT JOINT INTO TOMBSTONE’S FACE
The Ferryman staggers back from the flames, temporarily blinded as Doom rockets his fist forward
STUNNING TOMBSTONE AS THE FERRYMAN COULDN’T WATCH HIS RIGHT HAND!
Death caps it off as he springboards off the ropes
DELIVERING A BRUTAL LETHAL INJECTION!
Tombstone’s head snaps down to the canvas but he’s not done long as he staggers right up into the waiting arms of Drexl who lifts him up onto his shoulders
AND GIVES HIM A LONG AWAITED BOOTY CALL WITH THE ATTITUDE ADJUSTMENT!
Death follows up, leaping up to the top rope as he pantomimes tossing a rose in the fashion of his tag team partner
48 ROSES….TOMBSTONE MOVES OUT OF THE WAY!
Death lands on his feet, rolling through
RIGHT INTO THE SOUL TAKER! BRUTAL HEART PUNCH DAMN NEAR KILLS DR DEATH!
Drexl looks shocked as he rushes forward right into a skull rattling headbutt before he gets goozled once more
FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS
RIGHT ONTO DR DEATH!
Tombstone drops down, once again planting one hand in a cover on two fallen opponents as the referee slides in for the cover
ONE
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THREE!!!
DR DEATH HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
DREXL HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
And now it’s come down to two. The Former World Champion who has only been defeated twice and the seemingly unstoppable Monster
Doom doesn’t even let The Ferryman get to his feet before he pounces on him with heavy lefts and rights, Tombstone absorbing all the blows as he grips Doom around the throat before powering him away
Stubbins rolls through on his feet, electricity sparking through him once more before he thrusts out his fist once more
SUPERCHARGED WATCH MY RIGHT HAND!
Tombstone catches it on the chain, staggering him back as Doom rushes forward
HOVER NO…CHARON!
Doom gets grabbed out of the air, lifted up high and nearly planted through the goddamn mat with a brutal Jackknife Powerbomb. Tombstone doesn’t let go, lifting Doom up high for a second, then a third before running forward
JACKKNIFE BUCKLE BOMB!
Doom crumples to the canvas absolutely destroyed from the sheer force as Tombstone looks for the end, gripping Doom around the throat for the Goozle
BUT HE SUDDENLY CAN’T LIFT HIM!
Doom just smiles as he rubs his wrist, that gravity enhancing bracelet glowing brightly as he shows Tombstone the true nature of GRAVITATIONAL FORCE with a Chokeslam of his own!
Tombstone staggers back up to his feet into a heavy set of lefts and rights, the enhanced weight doing wonders for Doom before he pound down hard on the Ferryman’s back with two sledgehammer like fists that drop him down to his knees.
Doom backs up, ending the gravity enhancer as he instead begins to supercharge his electrical conductor, sparks flying all over his body as he’s not looking just to Kill Tombstone With Fire
He wants Total Annihilation.
Backing up, Doom is practically glowing with energy as he rushes forward
BUT HE CAN’T BREAK TOMBSTONE’S JAR! The Running Punt misses as Doom turns around
Hard headbutt, DOUBLE HAND GOOZLE
FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS! FULL FORCE KNEELING CHOKESLAM!
That has to be it there as Tombstone drops down for the cover, completely exhausted as the referee slides in for the count
ONE
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THREE!!!!
Tombstone picks up the victory for his team in this brutal Warforged match, the Ferryman eliminating half the field inside this match as he truly makes his mark on Olympus here tonight
WINNERS: TOMBSTONE, COLT RAMSEY & NARCISSA
“INFIDELITY”
Somewhere Else.
Somewhere in a dark room, in Arcadia, The Uprising once again meet. They stand in a circle, illuminated by a small white light – their faces covered by masks and hoods.
“I couldn’t get in touch with our friends,” the leader says, their voice altered. He puts his hands on his hips, a clear sign of frustration.
“How do we know if we can trust him then?” Another member asks.
Just then, the door opens and in walks another masked figure.
Everyone pauses – frightened.
“Do you know why I’m here?” He asks carefully. “My wife has betrayed me.”
There’s a gasp in the room.
“You people know that I’m a member of the Pantheon, but you have no idea who I am. If you can’t trust me and the information I’ve given you, then I’ll make it so that you can.”
Everyone closes in.
“My wife Aphrodite and I have been having martial problems. They weren’t problems that we couldn’t solve, until I found out that she was having an affair with another member of the Pantheon – a member that I personally will struggle to tackle alone.”
“Is it Zeus?” Someone asks.
He shakes his head.
“No,” he confirms. “But my name is Hephaestus and the blueprints I gave you when we last met will give the Uprising an opportunity to end the tyranny and me, when I come with you, an opportunity to end the man sleeping with my wife.”
The leader of the Uprising steps forward, nodding his head.
“At Ring of Dreams, the Uprising will begin proper,” he confirms to cheers from those inside the room. “Thanks to Hephaestus, we finally have a foothold we can exploit.”
Everyone in the room begins talking amongst themselves.
Cut.