Show

Opponent

Roleplay #

Record

Mayhem

Dante

1

35-10

The Demise: Striking Back

I am a legend..

Just ask the people who have dared face me..

They have left tired, bloodied, and defeated in an unmistakable fashion..

An unmistakable fashion, that could only have been bred from one man's hands..

Jonny Fly.

I am a legend..

I am "THE" cornerstone of TNT Wrestling..

I am the biggest name in the entire Wrestling Industry..

I have beaten them all. A feat that can only be associated with one name..

Jonny Fly.

I am a legend..

I am the biggest..

I am the baddest..

I am the best..

I am..

Jonny Fly.

<Begin Voice Over>

Ok.

You want to play rough with Jonny Fly?

We play.

You kidnap my father, you kill a good friend of mine?

Oh yea, it's coming back at you.

This isn't a one way street. You fuck with me, I fuck with you. You turn up the heat against me, Jonny Fly, son, I'm turning it up more, right back at you. Sunday night, on Mayhem, you bitches took two of the most important things in my life away. My TNT World Title, and my own flesh and blood, my father! And to think that such acts are supposed to make me roll over and die? 

Fuck no!

Get out of your goddamn holes. Wake the fuck up. We had an agreement, you bitches breached the contract. Not me! Why should I have to pay for your impatience? Exactly! I'm not going to. I don't have to. Do you hear me? Am I speaking loud enough? Save yourself the trouble, I'm not giving in. You can't break me.  

I'm Jonny Fly

I'm invincible!

So, now, I offer Mr. Ridder, and whomever he has working for him, one last chance to release my father from wherever he is being held. I will not ask again. I will not insist, any longer. I am going to take things into my hands. You know, it's very convenient you guys are located in New York. I have a home there. Did I ever mention what is it's basement? 

No?

Maybe we should find out. You have the rest of the day to think this over. To do the right thing. If not, I'm coming for you. There will be no hiding, there will be no running. Jonny Fly is coming. 

Now..

Onto other things. For starters, Crak Cokain "winning" the World Title. Crak, congratulations. For you, were in the right place at the right time. Remember that talk we had last week? I told you there was only two ways in hell someone as small as you ever beat someone like me. The first was just plain luck and the second was some force outside of the ring preventing me from winning. You didn't beat me. You can't beat me. You have a World Title on your shoulder, that you didn't win. 

I won.

We have faced twice, Crak. I have hit my finishing move, The Fly Swatter, on you, both times. You don't kick out from that move. NOBODY has ever kicked out from that move. The match was over. I had won. Then our little distraction occurred. My family was in danger. I don't care enough about you to sit their and finish off a match that everyone knows I won. I'll get another shot. I'll never be out of the World Title picture. I prioritized, and then acted.

Your the ungrateful, undeserving, beneficiary. 

Nothing more. Your just filling in my spot until I settle things. Then, I'll face you again..beat you again..and win the World Title again. Your not powerful enough to stand in my way. That's what is going to happen. I'm guaranteeing it right now. Listen carefully Crak..

Your World Title "Reign" is over in two weeks.

That's the way it is.

There will be no other "forces" distracting my attention at PPV. It will be just me and you. You have yet to prove that you can stop me. You have yet to pin me. While I have, for all intents and purposes, pinned your sorry ass twice..In a row. This is it, Crak. One last shot to beat Jonny Fly. One last shot to mark your name with the legends. After this match, with the World Title in hand, I'm going on for fresher meat. Someone, who unlike you, may actually pose a challenge to my throne.

Yea, your World Champion.

But you have yet to prove you can beat me.

Therefore, your reign, automatically becomes a standing joke.

And that joke..next week..will be over.

It's a guarantee

For my last subject, we come to Dante. My opponent this week on Mayhem.

It goes like this Dante. You are going to become the victim of a pissed off Jonny Fly. Your going to see a Jonny Fly that has been absent from competition for weeks. You won't be able to handle it. I'm sorry, but your just not good enough. You, ending me? What? Are you some stand up comedian? Losing to Crak Cokain is one thing, but losing to you, Dante, won't happen.

One loss does not put me back.

One loss does not dampen my skills in the ring.

I'm still a Two Time TNT World Champion, while you, are a worthless little US Title holder. If I wasn't so much ABOVE that title, I'd have a good mind to simply take it from you. If your attempting to try to make me fear you, Dante, realize, it is impossible. I'm not worth your time? The best wrestling in this company is not worth your time? Reality check. Your not that good, son. I've seen the tapes. Distracting or not, coming off a loss, or not, I'm going to run your ass right into the ground.

I have never lost two matches in a row in my entire career.

You won't be given a chance to break that.

Watch and learn, Dante, what it takes to be the best, what it takes to be..

Jonny Fly.

<End Voice Over>

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--THE NEXT DAY--

The scene fades in, back in New York City. We are in an abandoned, dark alley. There's a light drizzle beating down onto the already damp pavement. As we walk through the alley we notice several dumpsters lining the alley, sitting up against the run down buildings to the right and left of the screen. We see two figures come into focus down alley. We walk toward them, and seconds later, are right in front of them. With the little light provided by a dim lamp to the ring of the picture, we notice the men to be the founder of Ridder's Cash Loans, Mr. Ridder himself, and one of his top assistants, Mr. Stevens. We listen into the conversation going on between the two men.

Stevens: As you know, the bar invasion was a complete success. The only disappointing thing in the matter was that the dad wasn't there. Nevertheless, the bar is now a pile of black ash, the bartender is dead, and the father has been captured. Even better, reports are that Jonny Fly has gone completely insane since the Kidnapping. 

Mr. Ridder: Is that a good thing?

It is a great thing. It shows he is weak. It shows that he is about to give in. I believe he will do whatever it takes to get his father back. He'll be playing right into our hands then.

I don't know. If he's gone insane, that may as well mean he's going to try to get to his father using and means necessary. I've looked into Fly's past, he's suspect to do things like this. 

Should we increase security around the office?

The click of a gun being cocked stops Mr. Ridder and Mr. Stevens in their track. The silhouette of a man is seen standing in the middle of the alley, directly in front of the two men. The figure extends out his hand, pointing a shiny object directly at the head of Mr. Stevens. The voice of none other than Jonny Fly is heard...

JF: Or maybe, you should of increased the security surrounding yourself.

A loud bang is heard. Mr. Stevens drops to the ground motionless. Smoke is seen coming out of the shiny object in Jonny Fly's hand. He moves the object over to Mr. Ridder before beggining to talk. 

Where is he?

And whom would you be speaking of, Mr. Fly?

Don't play games with me fuck head, or it'll be your head splattered against that pavement.

Really? And what's that going to do? It's going to put an even bigger red X on your chest. Your a murdered, Fly. And if you kill me, then you'll never find your dad. So do it..come on..

You got something wrong. I can kill you right now, and still find my father. Your useless to me. How the fuck do you think I got here? Someone has already given you up..

Mr. Ridder's smirk changes from a cocky sort of smile, to a look of shock. He quickly wipes his face clean, and attempts a comeback.

Is that right? Then let me ask you this. If there is such a traitor, then why did you have to come here to get me. Why not just get all your information from him. Explain that.

It's simple. Your the main cog behind this. I'm not going to threaten some stupid office worker. That's not going to stop this little war between us. Killing you, however, will. 

Then why should I give up his location if your just going to kill me? I'm not that stupid Fly. Your not getting shit out of me.

Maybe I'll show some mercy.

Yea. You came all the way here to New York to show mercy. Try again Fly. Your going to have to kill me..and then hope to hell you get lucky in your little search before your father starves to death.

No, no. I'm in a win-win situation. Whether I get my information from you, or not, your going down. I will spare you if you give it to me, personally. If not, you die, and I go straight back to your little office and raise more hell until I get what I want.

They won't give it up.

Your reaching, Ridder. They already gave up you. This is the last time I'm going to ask. Where is my father?

Go to hell.

After you..

Fly cocks his weapon once again. He presses slightly on the trigger. The sound of a police car is suddenly heard. Fly spins around quickly to see two men getting out of a police car at the end of the alley. Fly turns back around to see Mr. Ridder hightailing it down the alley away from Fly, and the cops. Fly raises the gun to try for a shot, but it's too dark to see anything..

That little pussy..

With that, Fly disappears down the alley as well. Fading from our sight seconds later. A couple more seconds go by before the cops come racing through the alley, past the camera, and toward where Fly and Ridder went. The scene fades.

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