Static covers the screen as a Play ► symbol appears in the bottom right-hand corner.
Somewhere, in the middle of no-where; in the middle of space itself. In the void of black that is space, we witness a glass like chamber, looking out into the abyss.
This chamber has many different visions strewn upon it, almost like screens, each displaying something different.
We focus on just one, for now.
When the lights come back on, this time, Mordecai has joined us.
“What’re you doing?” He growls at his brother. “You’re using power you shouldn’t. You’re giving Luke Storm premonitions? Do you understand how dangerous that is, brother? You’re crossing a line.”
The Sandman shrugs, stepping towards Mordecai.
Suddenly, we hear something so thunderous, it booms against our eardrums. The power of the noise puts a pressure inside our head that reverberates and then abruptly stops.
It leaves but a tingle behind.
It felt much worse.
Those fateful words repeat on the glass like vision board.
“You’re crossing a line!”
“You’re crossing a line!”
“You’re crossing a line!”
“You’re crossing a line!”
The Toy Box.
SeeSaw stands in the center of his deadly dungeon, his eyes alight with sinister silence. They take in all of his toys, each one a trophy of his conquests.
Bought with blood, and built with flesh.
The familiar nursery rhyme, a dark and familiar voice behind it, echoes through the deadly dungeon of SeeSaw, who does not seem to know where it is coming from. His eyes turn dark as he looks for an intruder.
But no one is there. Just the voice.
Now angry, SeeSaw stomps around the ToyBox, looking for whomever is speaking into his domain.
But once again, he finds nothing.
Mr. Make Believe steps out of the ToyBox with purpose, looking around the warehouse housing it. A gust of wind blows into a small bathroom over to the side. Inside, he sees nothing but toilet, sink, and mirror. Yet as he stares into that mirror, the Toy Maker is bewildered by what he sees.
Rather, what he doesn’t see.
He has no reflection. The mirror displays nothing.
Until a form suddenly appears within it.
“You’re not like the others,” Moody begins. “You’re a brutal killer. You call yourself a man, but if you are, it is only by technicality.”
The mirror goes blank. SeeSaw whirls around just as Moody appears out of nothing behind him.
“If you want to play,” SeeSaw says, angrily. “The ToyBox is always open.”
“No offer of friendship? I’m offended.” Moody says, no jest in his demeanor, his voice a dissonant song.
SeeSaw reaches out for the Ringmaster, but Moody vanishes. His voice echoes in the small room, and echoes even more in the mind of SeeSaw.
“True to your nature, you want everything, but get nothing. You are who you are, Andrew Fish. SeeSaw. And the show must go on.”
CRASH! SEESAW DESTROYS THE MIRROR IN A SINGLE BLOW!
But Moody isn’t done.
ISRAEL GRIMWOLF vs. DEATHNOTE vs. CHRONOA vs. CAEL GABLE
Last night, the unthinkable happened.
We lost a further two Champions in Wrestle Heroes II.
Sigil and Sanctus Bellator were found wanting, leaving their VHS and Rewind Championships, respectively, up for grabs.
Tonight, Israel Grimwolf finds himself as the only Champion left in the competition. Can he make it to the final night and stand a chance at defending his title?
Will we see a clean sweep of Champions come night five?
Three more competitors enter the fray tonight and a final three will join them tomorrow. It’s anyone’s guess who those people are and whether or not Grimwolf can survive.
Let’s get to the action.
The lights go out, soon replaced with strobing purple and green as Sexy Dynamite begins to play. Tag appears at the top of the ramp, looking down at the fans for a moment before getting on his board and taking off down the ramp.
He builds up speed, going as fast as he can before ollieing, kicking his board into his hands and landing on the apron. He vaults over the ropes, playing to the crowd as he struts to his corner, leaning into it and popping a lollipop in his mouth as he waits for the bell.
The opening riffs of “Careless Whisper” hit the sound system as the sweet, melodic sounds of saxophones echo throughout The Slaughterhouse. Smoke fills the entrance as pink lights wander around the venue. Out steps STARBOY wearing a pink spiked leather jacket with his LOVEstick in hand, twirling it around like a sword.
He slowly slides into the ring and provocatively crawls on all fours. STARBOY settles into a kneeling position and licks his LOVEstick from the base to the top while maintaining eye contact with the crowd before licking his lips and making a kissing motion to those in attendance.
The aftermath is secondary.
It’s time to do it now, and do it loud.
Killjoys, make some noise.”The the heavy crash of drums and lilt of the guitar lick hit the speakers and the crowd is bathed in a writhing pulse of colour as the spotlights cycle through the colour spectrum.
Vigour runs out towards the ring, pumping up the crowd as he goes, before swiftly sliding under the bottom rope and preparing for the match ahead.
The bell sounds and we’re back in the action for night four of Wrestle Heroes II! Tag and STARBOY immediately start going at it, trading right and left hands in the middle of the ring.
Chronoa and Deathnote continue a battle off to one side and Israel Grimwolf is locking up with Cael Gable.
There’s brawling across the ring.
All except Vigour.
The Good Time Guy hops up into the corner, laying across the ropes. As the fans roar with laughter, it’s Deathnote and Chronoa who pay attention, stopping their fight.
Deathnote runs at him, Vigour flipping over into a press up and pushing himself up into the air, allowing The Author to slam chest first into the corner. He immediately transitions as Deathnote turns around…
The Prince of Party quickly gets back to his feet, coming face to face with his Tag Team partner from Frostbite.
They lock up, Chronoa taking him into a Side Headlock. He pushes her across the ring, only Tag is there!
FIVE STAR FACIAL!
BICYCLE KICK TO CHRONOA!
Sexy Dynamite turns around, cocky as fuck and full of swagger, only to find STARBOY waiting…
HE SPITS SOMETHING STRAIGHT INTO THE FACE OF TAG!
Tag stumbles, being spun around by STARBOY! The Lover of All raises his arm, extends a thumb and tries to SHOVE IT STRAIGHT UP TAG’S ARSE!
TAG SPINS OUT OF THAT, SCOOPING HIM UP INTO A SUPLEX POSITION!
Vigour meanwhile is on the top rope.
FIVE… STAR.. FROGSPLASH TO STARBOY! HE FUCKING NAILED HIM! I BET HE LIKED THAT.
Vigour bounces off, but is immediately grabbed by Cael Gable and DUMPED STRAIGHT OVER THE TOP ROPE!
VIGOUR HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
HE LANDS ON THE RING APRON!
Gable rushes at him, but Vigour hangs him up on the top rope and then pulls on it…
HEARTPUNCH BY ISRAEL GRIMWOLF IN MID-AIR TO THE PRINCE OF PARTY! HOLY FUCKING SHIT! DOWN GOES VIGOUR!
Chronoa comes from behind and RUNS GRIMWOLF OVER THE TOP!
ONLY THE WORLD CHAMPION HANGS ON!
She tries to eliminate him, but here comes Tag. Tag grabs Chronoa, turns her around and runs her into Vigour.
VIM AND VIGOUR! VIM AND VIGOUR!
Chronoa bounces away and Tag is quick to retrieve her, dumping her STRAIGHT OVER THE TOP ROPE!
He turns around and dusts off his hands…
GATHER THY SOUL!
G…. T…. S!
STARBOY pulls Tag out. Deathnote has no idea what the fuck is going on.
LOW BLOW BY STARBOY!
THAT DOUBLES DEATHNOTE OVER…
FAME-ASSER! FAME ASSER TO THE AUTHOR OF DEATH!
Both men pull him straight back to his feet and DUMP HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE!
TAG AND STARBOY WORK TOGETHER IN UNISON!
They immediately turn around, STARBOY looking for a high five, but getting kicked low by Tag instead. Mr. Money Shot lifts him up…
HE’S GOING FOR THE SPRAY BACK!
STARBOY DROPS OUT!
HE SCOOPS TAG UP…
ROAAAAAAAAAAAAAARING ELBOW BY GRIMWOLF TO STARBOY!!
He drops Tag, who stumbles out…
PUGH PLEX BY CAEL GABLE!
SUPLEX STRAIGHT INTO THE FUCKING CUTTER!!
Gable gets back to his feet…
CLOTHESLINE OVER THE TOP ROPE!
HOLY SHIT… THAT WAS BY ISRAEL GRIMWOLF! GRIMWOLF ELIMINATES GABLE! HOLY FUCKING SHIT!
The bell sounds and the match is over. Quicker tonight than any night before, we’re back down to four participants and Israel Grimwolf survives again.
Cael Gable, Deathnote and Chronoa have been eliminated here tonight.
Israel Grimwolf, Tag, STARBOY and Vigour will fight on until the final night, in which three more participants will enter the fray and four Champions will be crowned.
Join us tomorrow night for the finale of Wrestle Heroes II!
There’s a knock at the door and when it’s open, we’re confronted by a familiar face – it’s Voynich. The Best Kept Secret has a look of shock on his face when he realizes who’s greeting him.
“Tobias?” He asks. “What’re you doing here?”
“Lukas and Jakob are on their way,” he says, barging past Voynich into his apartment.
“Come in, why don’t you?” He says sarcastically. “Make yourself comfortable.”
“Enough of the bullshit, Florian,” Tobias angrily growls, throwing his luggage down on the floor. “You came here looking for answers about our father and we’re no closer to the truth about his disappearance.”
“So, you and our brothers thought you’d come to the United States and chip in, is that it?” Voynich – who’s real name is Florian, states with his hands on his hips.
“When we tracked his final movements to this city, we all wanted to come. You convinced us that coming alone would be better,” Tobias motions, waving an arm off.
“You, Jakob and Lukas have families,” Voynich reminds him. “You have sons and daughters. Our father wouldn’t want any of us here, but least of all you three.”
There’s a pause. Tobias walks over to his brother and gives him a hug, placing an arm around his shoulder.
“We’re not coming to criticize you,” he assures. “But this journey to find papa has taken years and we need to know what’s happened. I know you feel that way too.”
“I’ve been distracted,” he admits. “Things here haven’t been good, brother. You don’t have a clue what this place is like. It’s full of murder, death and evil. I’ve had to do things that would make your stomach churn just to survive. I’ve seen things you and dad would never have thought possible.”
Tobias looks shocked to hear it.
“And you’ve had to do that alone,” he says with a shake of the head. “Well, not anymore, little brother. Jakob and Lukas will be here in the morning and you’ll have our full support, I promise.”