Continued.
Mister Andy’s Emporium.
When we were last here, a customer had just turned towards the till, only to be startled by the appearance of Mister Andy – the proprietor himself.
“You look awfully familiar,” the man says to Andy, placing the toy down on the counter.
“I must have one of those faces. Who’s the toy for?” He asks politely, pushing some buttons of the register.
“A friend’s daughter. She lost someone very close to her recently and I have history with the family.”
Mister Andy nods.
“Then she’ll love this,” he says holding the doll up for all to see as he bags it. It’s a man. He’s wearing a beautifully knitted green suit and thick wooden glasses.
It suddenly dawns on the customer, just why he was drawn to the toy.
“I’ll tell you what; how about I give this to you on the house?” Andy says, cancelling the transaction on the till. “I feel compelled.”
That raises the eyebrow of the customer, who reluctantly takes the bag.
“Thankyou,” he says, somewhat irked. “But why?”
“Oh gee, I don’t know. I hate to think of a child out there heartbroken and if I can ease that suffering, even a bit, it makes it all worth it. Don’t you agree?”
The customer nods.
“Well, I’m sure Scarlett will love this,” he replies earnestly.
Mister Andy suddenly stops.
His face twitches.
There’s silence.
The man carefully nods, smiles and walks towards the exit, where the rain has slowly begun to stop.
He walks towards his car and enters, met by a driver – an elderly man in a black suit.
“Arnold,” he says looking back at Mister Andy through the car window, even though he hasn’t moved an inch inside his store. “I need you to run a check on Mister Andy’s Emporium. I need to know everything.”
“Of course, Mr. Kirby, sir,” the driver agrees. “Where to now?”
“Edward left me the towers in his will by way of apology,” Bill says softly. “So, let’s go make that house a home.”
“Very well, sir.”
Cut.
These fine young gentlemen walked into the forest looking for frail, fragile deer…but found wolves instead.
The alpha male of this hunting party stares at the man, who is staring back through the scope of his rifle looking for the right moment to pull the trigger…but a moment’s hesitation leads to a blindside attack by a stealthy wolf, which sets all guns blazing.
The gun smoke clears, and the dust finally settles, revealing that the group of men have prevailed over the wolves…that is, all except for the alpha male, its jaws clenched around the throat of the unfortunate soul who realized that day he was out of his element.
Tell me, Sigil…all that work you put into building a Legacy to surround yourself with, what good did that do you? What benefit did you truly earn from taking Voynich under your wing, only to betray his trust for the sake of getting your precious crystals?
You brought these so-called allies of yours into this wilderness, believing you were fully in control with your ability to travel between realms…but your schemes, your calculations, and your machinations didn’t account for me.
I’m sure you wanted to believe that you have it all figured out, but I don’t think you’ve accounted for unknown factors…and that is going to cost you everything: your aspirations, your dreams, maybe even your life if I so choose.
Your alliance with Voynich dissolved because of a choice you made. Your reliance on Legacy is unraveling at the seams, because of a choice you made. The wolves are out in full force now, do you really think you can take them all out?
You’re about to find yourself surrounded, forced to fend for your own as the wolves close in…and you won’t even have the benefit of friends to stick by your side.
How does that make you feel, Sigil? How does it feel, knowing that every step you’ve taken to ensure your success is only bringing closer to your demise?
For all the planning and scheming you’ve done, you have now stepped into the presence of a master manipulator. I can almost see it in your eyes, Sigil…if you’re not scared now, you will be when you realize that you’re several steps behind.
Every plan you can cook up has a counterattack. Every portal you create can be studied and analyzed, rendering them useless at just the right time.
The rest of the wolves will strike, and this alpha male will bide his time. Then, when you least expect it, the killing blow and the checkmate.
Simon says…panic.
Who will be a Wrestle Hero?
Green lights fill the Slaughterhouse as the playful piano opening of “Cash Machine” hits the speakers.
Boos fill the arena immediately.
I ain’t talkin’ to you broke bitches, I got money now
BEG steps out and seems to revel in the audience’s hatred. He breathes it in with a big smile and walks down the ramp.
He stops and hands a hundred dollar bill to a child, then takes it back and rips it up in front of the kid’s face. He laughs hysterically and rolls into the ring, steps into his corner and waits.
The lights in the Slaughterhouse dim as horns begin to blare throughout, leading all eyes to the entrance as the man himself steps out to “Simon Says” by Pharaohe Monch, keeping his eyes on the ring. As the music continues playing, Simon enters the ring, never losing focus as he prepares himself for the match ahead.
As the music starts to play, A purple portal suddenly appears over the ramp. Clank! An axes hits the stage from the portal. Next, The Judge drops in, picks up his axe and makes his way to the ring staring bullets right at his opponent. As he steps over the top rope into the ring, the ring announcer shouts, “Presiding over the Universe, The Judge!” After they announce his presence, he sits on the second turnbuckle waiting for the bell to ring.
The bell sounds and everyone goes back to work.
Alliances have been made and broken.
The Sandman teetered on the brink of elimination last night and has a mind to prove himself tonight. He rushes across the ring, utterly lamping Bishop with a Clothesline.
Simon on the other hand is quickly into Sigil, backing him into the corner with right and left hands. He’s determined to make a mark.
Green, well, he lurks in the corner – keeping himself much to himself. He thinks about it for a minute and as Pyre runs at him, he ducks under a Clothesline and rushes into the ropes, sliding beneath the bottom one to the outside.
The Money Maker taps his head, thinking he’s smart – only Pyre slides out with him.
She literally chases him around the ring until he slithers beneath it like a fucking parasite.
Meanwhile, Voynich has joined Pyre on the outside via the bottom rope.
He lifts the apron.
AND THERE’S BEG!
The Best Kept Secret pulls him out and slams him into the barricade, going to work on him with right and left hands. He smashes him with forearms and whips him into the ring post, watching as he bounces off.
Green holds his jaw and turns around, right into a DROP TOE HOLD!
OH BABY.
What you don’t see is that as BEG hit the ground, facing the ring steps, PYRE CAME RUNNING UP, OVER AND WITH A DROPKICK TO HIS FUCKING HEAD!
JESUS CHRIST.
Voynich mounts him, delivering right hands before getting him back to his feet.
Back inside the ring…
The Judge has Sigil in the corner, pounding away and trying to toss him over the top rope. The Collector though kicks out, running under him and into the ropes.
MERCIFUL!
CHOP TO THE SIDE OF THE NECK!
THE JUDGE STUMBLES BACKWARDS AND IS CLOTHESLINED OVER THE TOP ROPE!
OH MY GOD!
BUT HE LANDS ON THE APRON!
SIGIL GRABS HIM, BUT JUDGE HANGS HIM UP AND STEPS BACK INSIDE THE RING!
SIMON CLUTCHES SWEET ALICE!
SIMON PLEX!
FISHERMAN SUPLEX!
The Sandman on the other hand has Bishop and launches him over the top rope!
BISHOP HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
NO!
THE GUNSLINGER HOLDS ON! HE HOLDS ON!
The OSW Champion runs into the ropes, looking for a BIG BOOT!
BISHOP SIDESTEPS!
HE HANGS SANDMAN UP ON THE TOP ROPE AND ROLLS BENEATH THE BOTTOM, TIPPING THE OSW CHAMP OVER THE TOP AT THE SAME TIME!
THE ROLES ARE NOW REVERSED!
BISHOP HELPS HIM BACK TO HIS FEET.
RIGHT HANDS.
A MASSIVE FLURRY OF RIGHT HANDS!
THE SANDMAN IS HANGING ON FOR DEAR LIFE!
AND HERE COMES SIGIL!
The Collector runs towards them both but Bishop turns..
STANDING DEAD EYE TO SIGIL!
STANDING SPEAR!
The Gunsliger is killing it!
He turns around though to find The Sandman waiting. The Dream Demon pulls him close.
CHOKESLAM!
CHOKESLAM OVER THE TOP FUCKING ROPE!
BISHOP HITS THE FLOOR!
THE VHS CHAMPION HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Finally, a Champion has fallen!
Everyone in the ring stops fighting. They turn their attention to Sandman, realizing that the duct has been broken. It took until Night Four but a Champion has finally been eliminated from Wrestle Heroes!
Voynich by now has BEG back in the ring, as is Pyre.
Sweet Alice tackles Pyre to the floor, only Voynich is quick to drag her away..
SLICED BREAD!
NO!
ALICE PUSHES OUT!
VOYNICH TURNS…
ISHTAR GATE!
RUNNING LARIAT!
NOOOOOOOOOOO!
ALICE DUCKS!
BEG IS THERE!
THE FINANCIAL CRISIS!!
CRIPPLER CROSSFACE LOCKED IN ON THE BEST KEPT SECRET!
Alice see’s Sigil coming for her and Side-Steps, sending him into the corner. He bounces out and she pulls him in.
X-FACTOR!
DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE!
But Alice can barely move before PYRE HAS HER BY THE HAIR!
SHE TOSSES HER OVER THE TOP ROPE!
ALICE IS OUT!
NO…
SHE HOLDS ON!
SHE HANGS THERE, SKINNING THE CAT BACK INTO THE FUCKING RING! AMAZING!
The Sandman is waiting as Alice and Pyre turn around to fight, wrapping a hand around each of their throats.
DOUBLE CHOKESLAM!
THE WORLD CHAMPION NAILS EM!
Sigil is back up.
PLANES WALKER TO SANDMAN!
DROPPPPKIIICCCCKKKK!!
HE FLIES ACROSS THE RING!
BUT WAIT…
THERE’S THE JUDGE!
HE SCOOPS UP SIGIL!
POWERBOMB!
RESTORATION!
RIGHT OVER THE TOP ROPE!
OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!
SIGIL HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
HOLY FUCKING SHIT, SIGIL IS OUT OF HERE!
THAT’S TWO CHAMPIONS OUT! NO-ONE CAN BELIEVE IT!
Judge turns around to see Pyre stumbling. Can he make it three for three? He tosses her over the rope, but she gets caught up, bounces down and lands on the ring apron.
SIMON meanwhile launches at him with a Clothesline.
The Puzzler turns around to see BEG.
SPINNING BACKFIST!
THE GAMBIT!
BEG GOES DOWN!
Simon quickly charges towards Alice who sidesteps him.
He turns, SANDMAN WITH A BIG BOOT!
The Champion see’s Alice out of the corner of his eye.
KICK TO THE GUT.
X-FACTOR!
DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE TO SANDMAN!
Alice is fired up.
She catches Voynich out of the corner of her eye and runs at him, leaping into a HURRICANRANNA!
ONLY THAT SENDS VOYNICH FLYING STRAIGHT INTO THE JUDGE!
POWERBOMB!
RESTORATION!!
RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING THIS TIME!
The Judge finishes, and is DUMPED UNCEREMONIOUSLY OVER THE TOP ROPE!
BUT HE LANDS ON THE APRON!
IS HE THE NEXT TO GO?
Alice runs straight up the corner turnbuckle and LEAPS INTO THE AIR!
DROPKICK!!
NOOOOOOOOO!!
JUDGE SWATS HER AWAY!
She gets back up and The Judge grabs her through the ropes, pulling her over the top rope and onto the ring apron.
HERE COMES SIMON!
Simon charges across the ring, but BEG catches him… POWERSLAM!
POWERSLAM TO THE PUZZLER!
Green pulls him back to his feet as Judge and Alice punch away at each other on the apron.
HE TOSSES SIMON OVER THE TOP ROPE!
SIMON HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
HAS HE?
YES! SIMON HITS THE FLOOR!
Holy shit! WRESTLE HEROES has changed drastically here tonight.
Sigil and Bishop have both been eliminated, losing their Tag Team and VHS Championships, respectively.
This means that everything is now up in the air.
Newcomer Simon joined them in the elimination, leaving our competition a different shape than before.
The Sandman.
Pyre.
Sweet Alice.
Voynich.
Berkshire Ellison Green.
The Judge.
These are the six that remain and we’re guaranteed at least TWO new OSW Champions.