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DARK MATCHES OWF Team beat the WoW Team
The camera appears outside of the arena where the members of N4H can be seen exiting a limousine. They’re all smiles as they move towards the arena doors, only to be cut off by a large, chocolate-covered object. The camera moves around to the front of the object, revealing a six-tiered cake, decorated with purple frosting with ‘Congratulations Aphrodisia’ written on the middle tier. The four men look at each other and seem to share a common thought process. They drop their bags and move to the cake. Seraph reaches out and grabs a handful of icing, yanking it out of the cake. He grins as the other men move forward to take the cake down. There’s a loud beep before the cake explodes, covering the cameraman and the Four Horsemen in cake guts.
The camera cuts in on Garrett Greene. He smirks into the camera as he adjusts his headset. Garrett Greene - All right let's roll it whenever your ready. Cameraman - We're on now Garrett. Garrett gets a slightly pissed off look to the cameraman. Garrett Greene - Hello Wrestling Fans! Tonight at OWF Power Hour we are going to see The WoW division defend their honor by taking on some of OWF's heavy hitters! We have the grudge match of parental proportions as Jesse Williams of The New Four Horseman takes on his former love and OWF's former world champion Alexis Cage in a match that is sure to be truly epic! Also tonight for the first time ever Plague will take on Eclipse. These two A-List superstars have never ever faced off against each other and it's going to be a brawl to hold the midcard match of the night. Also in action in our opening match is Godsmack taking on WoW champion Shannon Winters for the WoW championship in the opening match! Fans it does not get any better than this. Also what will the New 4H have in store for OWF. Is Draco going to retaliate against DK tonight? Is our world champion going to address the New 4H or will... Garrett slightly gets out of frame and we
notice something in the darkness of the garage area. The
cameraman focuses in on it and we hear Cameraman - SHIT! Garrett what the fuck is that! Garrett Greene turns. Garrett Greene - Holy fucking shit! Scotty come on! The camera follows unsteady trying to focus on the dark figure on the wall. As we get closer "Scotty" doesn't focus on the object he instead focuses on Garrett's reaction which is scared and confusion. Garrett Greene - Oh my God... Garrett grabs his cellphone and stats calling the EMS. "Scotty" turns the camera to the figure. It's Trent Steel. Shirtless and bleeding all over the place. He's wearing only a pair of black jeans. Strung up on barbwire. He's bleeding profusely from his face and chest area. The thing we notice most though is this. His hands and feet have been nailed into the wall in a cross like figure. Trent Steel has been crucified. Above him written in his own blood we see the following. ThE rEvOlUtIoN hAs BeGuN We cut down to Trent Steel's unconscious face, before we cut to a shot of the arena. The camera pans in from the right as we see a jam, packed, Superdome in New Orleans, Lousiana. The fans are going nuts, for it is the first time the OWF has had a show in the United States in a long time. Lights shine all over the arena as we zoom in to a view of our announcing crew. Falcoon - Ahooooo! Feels great to be back in the US of A here in the great city of New Orleans! Burst - You suck. Falcoon - No! Burst - Fine! But New Orleans sucks for sure, unless its Mardi Gras, then I'm stoked to be here, Greg! Kissens - ..Anyways, welcome fans to OWF Presents Power Hour: OWF versus WoW. We have just seen Trent Steel crucified in our own parking lot. Burst - And something tells me this isn't the last we've heard of this "Harbinger_Z". Falcoon - It was quite the way to start off this Power Hour, and while we only have three matches, they are all top of the line. Burst - Well, in the first match we'll get to see Godsmack in his first match...for the WoW Title against Shannon Winters or Z, or whoever. Kissens - Then we'll see two of the OWF's frontier competitors since we reopened last year, face off against each other when Plague takes on Eclipse. Falcoon - And finally in our main event we will see an injured Alexis Cage take on Jesse Williams in his first match since August 6th of this year. Burst - I hope he's rusty and he dies this time. Kissens - That's a little harsh. Falcoon - Well, we have a great night planned, so lets get-- “Warheart” by Children of Bodom hits. Purple and white spotlights crawl across the audience as Aphrodisia comes out, the PDA and Tag titles in her hand with the World belt over her shoulder. She smiles broadly, blue eyes glowing at the excited reception she receives. She moves to the ring and into it, carefully laying her belts in one of the corners. She grasps a microphone from one of the ring crew as her music dies down. She brings it to her lips as she begins to pace around the ring. Aphrodisia smiles as the fan react with excited cheers. Aphrodisia picks up the PDA title and holds it above her head for all of them to see. Burst - The champ is here! And she has something to say! Aphrodisia Jordan - THIS, my dears… is something I want to be rid of. But I don’t want to just ‘drop it’. No… I want the person that takes this belt after me to be someone who can hold their own in the ring… not some jack-off that got lucky in one match. No… they won’t have to fight me for it… they’ll just have to go through the PDA Trials & Tribulations tournament. A one-night event that will crown a new PDA champion that will have big shoes to fill. Aphrodisia looks down at her combat boots briefly with that same, sadistic grin on her lips. Aphrodisia Jordan - Eight competitors, four rounds, seven matches… and all with… heh… disgustingly violent stipulations. No no, I won’t spoil it for you… but the competitors will be of my choosing… wrestlers who I have deemed appropriate for OWF’s hardcore bracket. Naturally… I won’t release the names until the next show… but I assure you… it will be a night to remember. She continues to stroll around the ring, replacing the PDA belt on top of the other two in the corner. Aphrodisia Jordan - Now, onto other business… apparently… I was supposed to have a match tonight. But alas, you all have been deprived to watch me fight, live. The front office says everyone smartly guessed they wouldn’t win against me… so they didn’t book me an opponent. The crowds boo as Aphrodisia shrugs, still pacing. Aphrodisia Jordan - It seems OWF got their collective brains together… which brought their IQs up to about sixty-nine, how appropriate… and realized - shit, we’ll get our asses kicked. Fuck! I don’t know what’s more pathetic… the fact that I can’t get someone in this ring with me… or the fact that DK and CJ are letting people puss out from fighting me. I mean, let’s face it, kids, they’re losing money by not allowing me to-- PA System - Follow the voices... A chilling whisper leaks from the speakers over the crowd. Aphrodisia lowers her mic just as the lights nearly die except for a single red spotlight that strobes around the stage. A slow heart beat fades in from the background as the whispering continues... PA System - A life of confinement brings-It's released- Another voice sharply intrudes with in a panic! It drowns out the whispers with ease. PA System - It's closing in on us! Heavy breathing fills the speakers before a loud clap shuts the spotlight off and the arena sits in silence... ... ... The PA system crackles before igniting. PA System - ..... I push my fingers into my eyyyyeeesss.... The crowd leaps to their feet as "Duality" by Slipknot creeps over the speakers. Falcoon - Holy shit! It's him! Kissens - The man behind the crimson mask is back! The lights burst on and Duality steps onto the stage to a standing ovation. His hair is longer then ever and positioned to cover most of his scarred face. His long black trench coat floats behind him on the stage. Aphrodisia Jordan looks less than amused in the ring. She taps her mic noticing it's been shut off. The music dies and the fans continue to cheer him on. Duality - Ya know.. For a bitch you sure have a sett of balls on you. Duality drops his mic and darts for the ring. He slides under the bottom rope and leaps to his feet. Aph refuses to back down and the two stand face to face in the ring. Falcoon - Duality's record speaks for him folks! Hee's been defeated by less than a hand full of people in his career. His first loss was after 9 months and it was a handicap match against Zack Perry and Meca Blight! Burst - I think I've heard of him. Maybe. Kissens - Ring the bell Bo! Falcoon - YO BO! RING-THE-BELL! RING-THE-BELL! RING-TTHE-BELL! (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Falcoon - What the.. We are acctually gonna have thhis match? Kissens - Nah I'm sure one of the prez's will come out and stop it just like every other fed. Burst - I say.. Let em fight! Aphrodisia shoots herself off the ropes, she rebounds and runs right for Duality, Duality delivers a quick arm drag take down. They both leap to their feet and Aph runs in again, Duality plants her with a hip toss. Again they meet on their feet and again Aphrodisia rushes in, this time she leaps through the air and Duality hoists her up higher before sending her belly first to the mat in a pancake slam. Falcoon - I can't believe this match is happening! Kissens - Is the title on the line? It should be! Burst - What do you mean it should be? He's been back for like 5 minutes. He doesn't deserve a title shot! Stupid bitch... Aph rolls onto her side, Duality grabs her by the hair and pulls her to her knees. Aph counters with a jaw breaker that catches Duality off guard and makes him hit the mat holding his chin. Aph leaps up and Duality follows her still holding his chin, Aph smacks him in the face with a side elbow then whips him into the ropes.. Aph leaps on his rebound and lands on his shoulder.. head scissors take down! Duality tumbles over across the ring and looks stunned, he climbs to his feet and Aph jumps on his back from behind, she sinks her finger nails into his shoulders and claws her way up.. Kissens - Looks like she's going for that reverse hhurricanronna! She gets her legs on his shoulders, Duality quickly spins around... Sit Down Powerbomb! Aph is planted into the mat and Duality rolls her into a pin 1...2.. Aph kicks out! Falcoon - That powerbomb shook our table! Duality stands and heads for the ropes, he shoots himself off just as Aph leans up.. Shes in the sitting position and Duality tries to plant her with the bottom of his boot, Aph leans back then arches up.. Falcoon - Aph's playin dead! Kissens - What an impressive move! Burst - I can do that... Her legs wrap around his neck and she flips him over with a Kip-Uprana! Duality lands with his head through the middle rope and his legs on the mat. Aph darts off the farside ropes then runs up his back, she leaps over the top rope and grabs his head of the way down! Duality's neck is jarred off from the move. Aph lands on her feet on the ground and looks into the ring to see Duality motionless on the mat. Falcoon - I have NEVER seen that done! Burst - Probably because she broke his damn neck!! Aph slides in and lifts Duality's head. She gives him a slow lick of his cheek smearing his makeup. She leaps to the top turnbuckle and puts her arms out for leverage.. Falcoon - The French Kiss! Aph is gonna join a smalll number of people if she can land this! The 630 splash lands! Aph is a bit dazed but hooks his leg.. 1...2...3! Missy Janson - Here is your winner... Aphrodisia Jordan! Falcoon - Almost too easy for the champ! We cut to the back where lead reporter Garrett Greene is standing by with Ray Lopes, ready to interview him. Garrett Greene - Thanks guys I'm standing here with Ray Lopes who surprised everybody by showing up at Shit Happens and revealing himself to be one of the New 4 Horsemen. He turns to Ray. Greene - I guess I'll just start off with asking what I'm sure everybody wants to know, why join up with Jesse Williams and the New 4 Horsemen, what's your beef with OWF, Ray? Ray looks at Greene and grins. RL - Well for starters, I respect Jesse. I had the pleasure of wrestling him in one of his last matches in ASW and afterwards we struck a bond. Far as my beef with OWF, all I can say is that I've been in talks with both CJ and DK for a while now, they both said they wanted to bring me over to OWF, but they both basically wanted to sign me for next to nothing. It was an insult the contracts they drew up and let's be real here for a second, they needed ME a whole helluva lot more than I needed them! Since January I was the one guy keeping ASW afloat in the rating wars with OWF, signing me would be the final nail in the coffin, but neither CJ nor DK got it done because they're both some cheapskates! So that's my beef with OWF, I should have been here a couple of months ago instead I had to opt out of my ASW contract on my own and go a different route. And for anybody doubting that me jumping ship directly from ASW to OWF wouldn't have been the final nail in the coffin for them look at the organization since I left. They have yet to crown a new world champion and they have yet to hold a pay per view. It's basically three guys over there going at each other and none of those guys are worth paying a buck to go see! Greene - Well, now that you are officially in the OWF, what are your plans? RL - My plans are simple and that's to annihilate everyone; that's what I'm here with the New 4 Horsemen to do. Shit Happens was just the beginning, wait until you see what goes down at Holiday Bash that Christmas tree match is going to be one for the ages, we're going to turn an OWF tradition into an OWF nightmare, more than a couple wrestlers' families are going to have to spend Christmas day the following week with them in the hospital. Ray chuckles at the thought of what he just said and then walks away from Greene abruptly ending the interview. Greene - Umm well I guess that's it, back to you guys! The camera follow Lopes as he turns around the corner. Circus music is the first thing we hear.. In the middle of the hallway are three clowns, juggling flaming torches with one another. They continue to toss the torches, even as Ray Lopes comes on screen. Ray stares at the clowns, curious as to why they’re here though he seems mildly entertained. One of the clowns dropped out of the juggling and moved to Ray, smiling widely. He gestured frantically to the torches and lightly pushed Ray towards the other to jugglers with a reassuring nod. Warily, Lopes moves forward. The juggling stops briefly before they begin to throw the torches on either side of Lopes. Ray’s eyes go wide, not moving. And just as suddenly as it started, it stops. Confused, Ray looks at the jugglers. The third clown brings down a thick, red shoe across Ray’s head, knocking him out cold. Burst - Someone just took out Lopes. Falcoon - Someone is planning revenge against N4H. I can smell it. Kissens - We'll see if the other three can manage to walk out of here unharmed. Falcoon - Well, both Jesse and Godsmack have matches, so they can't just up and leave. Burst - Speaking of that, it's time for the first scheduled match of the night. Missy Janson - The next bout is scheduled for a one-fall and it is for the WoW Championship.. The fans cheer. Missy Janson - Introducing first, the challenger, from Barrie, Ontario, Canada...Godsmack! PA System - The devil went down to
Georgia, he was lookingfor a soul to steal. The lights go off as the music blares from the background. The camera pans to the front entrance as the lights turn to a faint shade of aqua in a blinking fashion. At that moment "The Immortal" Godsmack throws the curtains aside as he rushes out from the back throwing punches in the air and stretching his shoulders ready to absolutely anihalate his competition. "I bet you didn't know it, but I'm a
fiddle player too. Godsmack slides quickly into the ring and walks calmly towards one of the tunrbuckles as he slowly climbs it and raises his hands in an X style pose as he stands there and then walks over to the opposite turnbuckle and does the same thing as he then stands in the middle of the ring and awaits the match. Burst - This is just not fair. Missy Janson - And his opponent, she is the WoW Champion...Shannon Winters! PA System - At the bottom of a swimming pool, I think I found a clue. I know, that I'm getting CLOSER.. A large explosion happens on the stage. The fans all jump to their feet looking towards the entrance ramp. Immediately after the pyro, "Dead and Gone" by I am the Avalanche starts to play. PA System - She's Gone Away, She's gone away. I need to hear her say the world doesn't mean as much as you do. Then the curtain pushes open and from the back "Stunning" Shannon Winters walks out. She spends a few seconds at the top of the ramp before she slowly walks down it, towards the aisle, with her eyes concentrated on the ring. As she walks down the aisle she eyes up the fans around the ring, and gives a look up to the rafters before she gets to the apron. She quickly slides in under the bottom rope. She pushes herself up from a push up position and walks over to her corner. She leans up against the turnbuckle and awaits action. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Winters dances around Godsmack who glares at her in the center of the ring. She calls for a test of strength, Godsmack humors her and locks hands.. Before they can tie up Godsmack knees her in the gut then punches her right in the kidney. With their hands still held tightly he punches her again in the kidney and the referee tries to step in. Falcoon - She'll be pissing blood for a week! Burst - Ahh gross. That time of month? Falcoon - Wha-.. No you idiot! I meant from the kiddney shots. Kissens - Hahahahahaaa! Godsmack backs away cleanly as the referee warns him about the closed fist. Shannon tries to recover, Godsmack suddenly slaps her with a backhand across the face. Shannon kneals over and the fans begin to boo Godsmack. Burst - Slap bitch! Falcoon - That's bull shit! Burst - Hey the ref told him to! Shannon looks up with his lip fat and busted open. Blood dribbles down her mouth! Godsmack rares back and tries for another slap, Shannon ducks it and nails him in the back of the head with a peel kick! Godsmack falls forward to the mat. Shannon runs to the corner and hoists herself up. Godsmack gets back onto his feet quickly, Shannon leaps off and catches him around the neck.. Kissens - Looks like a Tornado DDT! Falcoon - No! Godsmack is holding his ground! Shannon's feet dangle above the ground as she tries to pull down Godsmack into a DDT.. Godsmack lifts her arms off his neck and throws her off. She lands on her feet but Godsmack is too fast.. He darts at her.. Spear! Falcoon - Smacked up! Burst - Ewww ouch. Kissens - I think we are about to see our new WoW champion! Falcoon - A male cannot hold that belt! Godsmack snaps up and grabs her by the head the fans boo him as he puts her head between his legs.. He holds her in that set up position for a few seconds before pulling down her tights and revealing her ass and legs in full. Burst - Haha yessss! Falcoon - How humilating... Burst - Slash arrousing! Falcoon - Yeah. But still! He's making her look likke Jackie. Kissens - Fuck off. Godsmack slaps her on her bare ass before hoisting her up on his shoulders and pausing... Sitdown powerbomb! Burst - The Smack Attack! The ref drops and counts.. 1...2...3! Missy Janson - The winner of this match, and NEW WoW Champion...Godsmack! After the match is over the referee goes to hand Godsmack the WoW title. He grabs it from the hands of the referee and quickly rushes over and smack's Shannon Winters as she is on all fours trying to get up with the belt right across her forehead. Blood flows all throughout the ring and she lands helpless facedown in a pool of blood..Godsmack demands a microphone holding the WoW title.. Godsmack - I have warned you.. Points to a fat chick in the first row..Godsmack begins to walk outside of the ring and up the ramp still holding the mic as he stops at some blonde barbie doll looking lady. Godsmack - And I have warned you.. Godsmack points directly into the face of this innocent lady as he then turns his head and smiles to the camera as he sees Shannon Winters beginning to move in the ring. Godsmack runs towards the ring and slides in. As fast as he can, he runs up and BOOTS HER RIGHT IN THE FACE..Blood flies from Shannon's mouth as she drops again to the mat face down in her pool of blood. Godsmack - AND I DEFINETLY WARNED YOU! Now stop trying to get up! Your not a champion anymore so dont try to ACT LIKE ONE! The crowd begins to boo as loudly as possible as the arena begins to fill with "Asshole" chants. They begin throwing things at Godsmack such as water bottles and all sorts of garbage as the ring fills with garbage, Godsmack stands over his prey. Godsmack - You idiots out there think you can get under my skin with Garbage? If your gonna throw garbage at me you might aswell throw your girlfriends, mothers, daughters, aunts, grandmas, Great Grandmas and your GREAT GREAT GRANDMAS because that is all they are worth to me. You little fairies want this title back? 4 words..COME AND GET IT. I am demanding an open invitational in which I will allow the first four ladies without titles to step into the ring with yours trully. I will prove to you all that women should not even be allowed in the same wrestling ring with the likes of me and rest of the New Four Horsemen. So come one, come all to the first ever "Who Wears the Pants" Invitational! And as for you... Godsmack points directly at his fallen pray, Shannon Winters with a sadistic look on his face as the crowd begins to boo even louder, continuing to throw more debrie into the ring. Godsmack - Shut up! You bunch of fuckin skirts! Now as for you my little princess..I'd say you look alot more attractive with blood all over your face! I would like to ask you out on a date! Will you go out with me? Falcoon - God that's sick who does this man think he is. Burst - I think im about to vomit! Godsmack holds the mic down and shoves it in the face of the unconcious Winters. We wait a couple second as a recording plays over the P.A "Sure, I would love to go out with you almighty Godsmack!" Godsmack - What? Im not sure I heard that right can you say it again? "Sure, I would love to go out with you almighty Godsmack!" Godsmack looks around with a big smile from ear to ear across his face as he gets hit in the shoulder with a full pepsi drink. It explodes all over him as he shrugs it off with his hand and continues. Godsmack - Hahaha I still got it! Come along then let's get this party started! Godsmack grabs Shannon Winters and carries her over his shoulder as the blood drips down from her forehead. He climbs outside of the ring and straight to the backstage area as we cut back to the announcers. Burst - This guy is sick. Falcoon - And he has Shannon Winters in his hands. We’re taken backstage a hallway, as we see Godsmack walking as he has Winters over his shoulder. He walks passed the mess hall and smells the food. He turns on the balls of his feet, laying Winters on the ground. Godsmack - You don't mind if I grab a bite to eat do you? There's no response. Godsmack - Okay, fair enough. He walks inside and walks directly to where the plates are. He gets to the end of the table where a small cake is sitting with “Way to go, Aph” written on the top. He immediately takes a step back and throws his arm up to protect himself from the cake explosion. But it doesn’t come. Carefully, he picks up the cake, turns it over and flattens it on the table with a short laugh. He moves past the end of the table, where a seven-foot-tall pile of gift boxes addressed to Aphrodisia are gathered. As he moves by, the pile moves and collapses over on top of him, knocking him out cold. One of the gift boxes broke open in the process, revealing several, heavy weights within. Burst - Two down, two to go! Falcoon - Jesse and Seraph better be watching their backs! Kissens - I wouldn't be surprised if Seraph is out of here by now. The lights go dark in the arena and the fans hush to whispers in anticipation of what will come. The hushed crowd is cut off by an eerie chorus of little girls singing. Ring around the rosies The voices scream the last word and a majority of the audience covers their ears from the high pitched assault. In the background a low pitched hum is heard. The fans start to stand up as the wail of a guitar is heard joining in with the low pitched hum. The fans are on the feet cheering already. All eyes on the darkened entrance ramp. The screen flickers to life flashing name after name of the OWF roster. Plague Ashes, ashes The children's voices return are seen scrolling along with the names on the big screen just before the vocalist of Circle of Red begins to sing out the lyrics to "Suffer". The names and words fade slowly and bring the arena back into darkness. The guitars are reaching their peak. The drums are kicking in. The fans are still cheering and on their feet. Your words are a scalpel The screen kicks to life and red lights around the entranceway flicker on and off with the beat of the drums. The silhouette of a man is seen. Red light shown behind him. His head is down and the screen flickers to life cementing the identity of that man as Draco. A bloodied and battered Draco holding a title above his head. It is the Network Title. Another clip shows Draco in much the same bloodied state holding the OWF World Title. The music starts to get harder as the two images start to flicker to life. The videos are grainy and look as if you are peering at them through a thin layer of blood. SUFFER! As the last two words are screamed through the PA a series of explosions rip from either side of the stage in a synchronized motion to the center in front of the entrance way. The explosions slowly getting bigger until the last. A figure is seen in the middle of the entrance as the explosion erupts. The man has his head down and his arms out hanging at his side. One arm has a thick belt hanging from it. Reflecting the red light as it sways in the man's grip. Thick clouds of smoke from the pyrotechnics hang in the air as the heavy rock music continues. Broken as I seem to be The smoke starts to clear and Draco is seen standing there with his head still down. The Tag Title exposed to the world as is puts it over his shoulder with a pained expression on his face. The ash and soot covering his shoulders and face. He looks up towards the ring showing his oddly dull blue eyes. His wrists taped as they normally are, but his chest and arms are still bandaged as well. His scarred chest is hidden, which isn't usually the case.. He starts to walk with an obviously limp toward the ring with no showmanship, no act, nothing, but a mission in his head...to make his opponent suffer. ...suffer... A low whisper is heard through the rock music. Draco stands in front of the ring just staring at it. He slides into the ring as the PA sends a low roar, almost demonic speaking that one word. SUFFER! Draco stands in the ring as the lights start to fade back down to their normal state. Draco stands there still half covered in the soot and char from the explosions of his entrance. The music slowly dies off as Draco stands with a microphone in his good arm, his left arm. His body still looking injured and broken. The fans are cheering him on still. Not a seat has an ass in it. Draco - I'm back. This only gets the fans to show a more rabid ovation. Waving signs for their franchise wrestler. Their good guy coming to save them from the evils of boredom and stale gimmicks that run rampant in the OWF. Draco isn't pressing the fans like normal. He isn't trying to stroke his own ego. He is just standing in the ring with a half glazed over look in his eyes. Draco - And I want DK's head! He betrayed me! He insulted me! Enough is enough, it is time to act. So now I have to plow through the whole roster to do so? Fine. I will get DK. My hands will be the ones that bring him down and make him suffer. There is a pop when Draco is standing there talking about taking out DK. His voice just seems cold. No humor. No joking nature the fans have come to love. Just the cold bastard that they have seen glimpses of in the ring. Draco looks up and it seems his eyes have gotten darker and sunken back into his skull. An eerie image. Draco - Addiction is where I make my official start. I won't start with a whisper or a shout. I am starting out with a bang. The first official name crossed off my list is none other than... The fans start warring chants of various wrestlers that appeared on the screen. The matches they want to see. The wrestlers they want Draco to face and beat. He was their hero, their savior, their franchise. Trent Steel! Trent Steel! Trent Steel! ... PLAAAGUE! -clap clap- PLAAAGUE! -clap clap- PLAAAGUE! -clap clap- ... ALEXIS CAGE! -clap clap clap clap clap- ALEXIS CAGE! -clap clap clap clap clap- ALEXIS CAGE! -clap clap clap clap clap- ... God...Smack! God...Smack! God...Smack! ... Draco - Not even close. The screen came to life showing a jumble of letters on the screen. Some transforming, some disappearing. The name was slowly becoming clear. The fans become silent. Was it confusion? Shock at the answer that they saw? Or just unbelievable that their franchise wasn't the man they saw months ago? Draco - At the next Addiction, I kick off my list with a bang. The fans are on their feet see the puzzle slowly come together on their screen. Draco continues to look ahead. His eyes on the crowd, but almost looking past that. Draco - In a ladder match... All eyes are on that screen watching the name unfold. They are cheering hearing what is in store for them at the next Addiction. A ladder match. With a bang?! The answer is finally revealed. JESSE WILLIAMS A red strike cuts through the name of one of the New Four Horsemen. The fans cheer as Draco drops the microphone to the ground and exits the ring. He moves like a statue almost like his body was made of stone. The fans ignore the odd reaction from Draco and are in the moment of seeing a match for the ages come alive before their eyes.
Burst - What a match we have for you on Addiction! Kissens - That's right fans...you heard it from the horses mouth, right here on Addiction on December 10th, we will see Draco take on Jesse Williams in a Ladder Match. Falcoon - It will be a rematch of the Championship Bash debacle months ago when Jesse won the World Title, then dropped it to Draco less than five minutes later. Burst - Ha, I remember that! Falcoon - I bet Jesse does too. Anyways, It's time for our next match. Missy Janson - The next bout is a PDA Rules Match and it is scheduled for a one fall. Making his way to the ring first, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada...Plague! The arena goes entirely dark and then the drum rolls of Down with the Sickness is heard throughout the arena. The words The Plague Has Struck appears on the titantron, each word at a time. Ooh Ah Ah Ah Ah The pyros blast off as the first scream in the song is heard illuminating the whole arena and revealing a man at the enterance ramp with a guitar slung over his black trenchcoat. Ooh Ah Ah Ah Ah The man slowly looks up and begins his walk down to the ring. Drowning deep in my sea of loathing Looking at my own reflection When he's about halfway, he breaks into a sprint and slides under the bottom rope. Plague raises up to his knees and then raises up and walks over to his corner. Get up, come on get down with the sickness He stops there for a moment before bracing one hand on the turnbuckle and then seamlessy jumping and landing cross legged on the turnbuckle. Missy Janson - And his opponent, from Anchorage, Alaska, Eclipse! "Shit Life" by Dope blares throughout the arena. The fans squint trying to see what's going on around the dark entrance way when suddenly a figure emerges from the darkness as if ripping itself out of it. A flowing, ragged black cloak envelops her body and head while her attractive, scarred face is split into two sides. The right side looks normal while the left is painted paler with black stitches painted on causing the whole left side of her face to look as if it's been pieced backed together. Especially around the eyes and lips. Slowly she walks down the ramp towards the ring. With every step the light in front of her dims so that she is never walking in full illumination. After entering the ring she stops near the ropes while looking at her opponent with her head tilted downward and to the side at a strange angle. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) The two competitors immediately charge to
the outside of the ring and go under. Both looking for
anything to give them the advantage. Plague Falcoon - Holy shit! Burst - Mother fucking hell he's still going. Kissens - Jesus all the girls seem to be taking a lot of shit tonight Eclipse starts to get up as Plague keeps hitting her. He increases his fury but she still keeps taking it on the face. She rares back and... Falcoon - OUCH! She just grabbed his...stuff! Burst - Oh...that is not cool. Kissens - Well there goes his balls. Plague is now in what best can be described as a "testicular hold" as Eclipse gets him to drop the bat. Eclipse rears back and headbutts him onto the ground. Plague gets up as fast as possible given his injury. Eclipse grabs the garbage can and just chucks it onto Plague's head. She reaches into it and pulls out a kendo stick. She rearss back and just start beating the hell out of his back. Plague takes it. Again. Again. Again. The crowd is on their feet as Plague gets the hell kicked out of him until with a desperation manuver he takes his right leg and mule kicks Eclipse right in the... Kissens - THAT SHOULD GET HIM DQ'ED! Falcoon - After what she did it was fair. Burst - Fair play with lowblows Jackie. Eclipse falls and starts to recover as Plague tries to stand. They both get up at the same time and start exchanging lefts and rights. Punch for punch. The crowd is going crazy as this insanity continues. Eclipse gets taken down by a clothesline and Plague grabs the barbwire bat. He places it in one of corners on the turnbuckle and grabs Eclipse. He irish whips her. She reverses. Last second Plague reverses and slams her chest first into the barbwire bat. Falcoon - Brutal! These two are tearing each other apart. Burst - OWF vs WoW man. Gender rules don't matter they're going to kill each other. Kissens - Man...that hurt me. Eclipse falls with the bat still stuck to
her chest. Plague wastes no time and leaps up onto the
turnbuckle. He goes for the "Epidemic Falcoon - Just by a hair! Burst - He almost had her. Kissens - Never count out Eclipse...ever. Eclipse gets up and thumbs Plague in the eyes. She rips the barbwire bat off of her and grabs Plague. She tosses him to the ropes. He rebounds. She clotheslines him with the bat ripping his chest to ribbons! Plague is on the ground clutching his chest as Eclipse goes outside and goes under the ring. Falcoon - Where is she going... Burst - She's got a ladder. Kissens - Oh lord... Eclipse gets into the ring and slams the ladder onto Plague's neck. He coughs and rolls around as she sets it up. She starts to go up top. Plague gets up and shakes the ladder by kicking it. Eclipse doesn't fall but the ladder is rocky. She stops moving and Plauge leaps up onto the other side and starts climbing. Both of them are racing to the top asthey start beating the ever loving shit out of each other. Eclipse rears back with a headbutt and sends Plague falling back but he grabs the ladder and they both fall. Falcoon - Incoming! Burst - That ladder is at a odd angle...HOLY FUCK! Kissens - ...that doesn't look good. We see the ladder fall and Plague land hard headfirst on the ring barricade. Eclipse lands in the crowd. Eclipse see's Plague lying motionless on the ground and takes advantage for the pin. 1...2...3! Missy Janson - The winner of this match, Eclipse! The EMT's rush down as the bell sounds and grab Plague. Eclipse stands and looks down at her fallen foe as they take him up the ramp. Falcoon - Dear God the replay...it almost snapped his neck. Burst - Fucking hell...First Williams now this. Kissens - I wanted her to win but not like this. Falcoon - I understand Garrett Greene is at the hospital with a live feed on Trent Steel's condition. Burst - Great now I got to listen to this moron. Kissens - Shut up Steel's hot. We cut the feed to a local hospital with Garrett Greene outside the E.R. Garrett Greene - Folks I have never seen anything tonight in my few years as a reporter like tonight. Trent Steel was crucified in the arena before the show even started. Doctors here have yet to revive him but what we do know is that along with massive bleeding and major lacerations on his chest and face. Trent Steel's hands and feet suffered the most damage as thin hand sharpened nails where driven into his hands and feet by what doctors think right now could be a high powered nail gun. We have no word yet on... The doors to the back get kicked open as a nurse goes flying out. Garrett dodges her as she flies over the camera. We hear the screams like that of a madman. One of the doctors runs out to check on the nurse. Garrett Greene - Doctor what just happened in there! Doctor - He just woke up. He stared at us
for five minutes and started attacking anything that
moved. He's got mad. He kicked her right as we Garrett Greene - Weird developments here. Trent Steel - Fucking asshole... We see Trent standing in the doorway needle still stuck in his arm trying to move forward. His hands and feet along with his chest and face are bound. He stumbles and falls right in front of Garrett Greene. Trent Steel - Greene...come here... Garrett leans down and Trent tries to grab Greene's shirt but can't grip too well. Trent Steel - Tell CJ...I want a match...I'm not done yet! I'll...be...damned...if some masked fucking faggot finishes me off. I'll be at the show...next week! He passes out. Garrett Greene - Back to you guys... We cut to a view of backstage. Seraph is seen backstage, wandering the corridors in search of his fellow horsemen. Suddenly, the blaring and utterly irritating high-pitched voices singing “It’s A Small World” make Seraph slap his hands over his ears. He winces in search of the source of the music, finally finding a boom box hidden behind a couple of equipment trunks. He yanks the stereo out of the wall, but it continues to play. Frustrated, he turns and throws it again the wall. Satisfied that the music will stop, he spins on his heel to continue his search, only to be clocked in the head with a plastic, Les Paul. The fake guitar snaps in half at the neck. The camera pans up to the face of the attacker, revealing the tell-tale smirk of Aphrodisia Jordan. She holds up the shattered, and now plainly obvious, Guitar Hero III controller, winking at the camera. She holds up the Heavy Metal Horns and sticks out her pierced tongue while holding the broken guitar. Several words appear on the bottom of the screen and “Black Magic Woman” by Santana begins to play. “Guitar Hero III - the official video game of OWF and Aphrodisia Jordan’s title reign. Yes, she sold out… fuck you.” Burst - Oh man, Jesse is all alone now. Falcoon - Three horsemen down, the final one has a match next!
IT DOESN'T MATTER IF
YOU'RE NAUGHTY.. ON DECEMBER 16TH, 2007.. EIGHT WRESTLERS
We cut to the announcers booth. Burst - Welcome back fans. Falcoon - If you are just joining us, then, where the hell have you been? Kissens - Also, three of the four New Four Horsemen have been taken out, leaving only Jesse Williams. Burst - And you can count on him getting his tonight! Falcoon - Let's go to Missy for the introductions! Missy Janson - The next match is the Main Event of the evening.. The fans cheer loudly. Missy Janson - Coming to the ring first, from Phoenix, Arizona...Alexis Cage! A blistering chill floats through the crowd as the lights dim and a soft voice follows. PA System - It's these substandard motels on the (lalalalala) corner of 4th and Fremont.. Street. Just then a hard drum slam comes across and the dimmed lights flicker once. PA System - Appealing only because they are just that un-appealing. Suddenly a bass drum comes into play pounding at each half second as each word of "Build God, Then We'll Talk" By Panic At The Disco leaks out over the crowd. PA System - Any practiced catholic would cross themselves upon entering.. The lights continue to strobe around the arena, fading out with each hit of the bass drum, they look for something as the fans rise to their feet. PA System - The rooms have a hint of asbestos and maybe just a dash of formaldehyde! The fans scream as you see a figure emerge on the side of the OWF tron, it's kneeled down as the flashing and pulsing spotlights continue to search.. PA System - And the habit of decomposing right before your very (lalalala) eyes.... The spotlight dies and everything is silent in the arena, all but the sounds of cheering fans. Seconds pass before the spotlight returns on the side of the OWFtron nearly 10 foot in the air to show Alexis Cage standing with her arms in the air. ...Along with the people inside Suddenly Alexis drops down from the OWF-tron letting her skirt float up over her hips on the way down. He lands on the stage and screams "YEAH!" while throwing a fist into the air. The fans get more excited by the second! The arena lights back up as the theme continues to play on her way down to the ring. Tonight tenants range from: a lawyer and a
virgin She slides into the ring face first then leaps to her feet then instantly runs to the top turnbuckle leaping straight to it. And not to mention, the constable, and his
proposition, for that "virgin" Along with the people inside The sound fades away as she hops down from the turnbuckle and prepares herself for her match. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Jesse walks to the center of the ring, as Alexis moves slowly towards him. They meet in the center of the ring. Williams is seen saying something, and immediately Alexis rears back and smacks him across the face. Jesse only smiles before smacking her across the face, which sends her down to the mat holding her face. Jesse walks around her in a circle, looking down at Alexis as she pushes herself back up. As soon as she stands, Jesse unleashes a soccer kick to the back of Alexis' right knee, sending her down to the mat again. Falcoon - Alexis is in no shape to be in the ring. Burst - Wasn't her choice, that bastard Williams forced her. Williams reaches down, grabbing her by her right arm. The force on the torn ligament sends pain shooting down her arm and body. He pulls her up to her feet and gets her into an arm wrench. He cranks her arm hard, before pulling her in and launching her backwards over his head with a single armed belly to belly suplex. Alexis crashes to the mat, wincing in horrible pain. Williams wastes no time in approaching the fallen Alexis, grabbing her by the hair and tossing her into the corner. Kissens - Cage is out on her feet. This match was over before it began. Burst - Williams is getting his revenge.. Falcoon - And it's all legal. Kissens - I'm willing to bet we haven't seen the worst yet. Jesse grabs Alexis around the back of her head with his left hand, and unleashes a right hand to the bridge of her nose. A trickle of blood slowly flows from her left nostril as Williams again nails her with a hard right hook, this time clocking her flush on her jaw. She hangs on to the top rope, barely standing as Jesse bends down picking Alexis up and sitting her on top turnbuckle. She is able to kick him in the face, and she locks her legs around the head and neck of Jesse. Burst - She's choking the life out of Jesse Williams! A few seconds pass, when Alexis swings off the top rope, attempting a hurricanrana. She almost flips Jesse, but he is able to reverse the leverage at the last second. He holds Alexis upside down. He swings Alexis up again to a powerbomb position and he slams her hard on her neck. He holds onto Alexis and he swings her up again for a powerbomb it looks like. He powerbombs her into the corner, hanging her up in the ropes as her head whips back into the turnbuckle. Kissens - This is too much to watch. Burst - She did feed him his child. Falcoon - He may kill Alexis, or end her career. Burst - I'd rather die or have no career than eat my baby. Kissens - True. Jesse walks towards her, but gets a boot in the face. Alexis dives out of the corner, taking Jesse down with a spear. She nails him with rights and lefts as the fans cheer loudly for her. She wastes no time in standing up, pulling Jesse up by his hair. She throws him into the ropes with an irish whip and when he bounces back, she jumps and nails a flying neckbreaker. Falcoon - Alexis is on a roll now. Burst - Hopefully she can keep the momentum going. Alexis runs to the corner, hoping to the top rope and nailing a moonsault on Jesse. She pins him quickly..1...2..kickout by Jesse. Alexis continues the pace, quickly pulling Jesse up to his feet. She irish whips him towards the corner, but he reverses it. She is able to hang onto his arm when he attempts to throw her, and she is able to swing him across the ring. He crashes back first into the turnbuckle. She charges him from across the ring and goes for a splash but Jesse moves out of the way. Alexis lays face first in the turnbuckle, with her arms holding her up on the top rope. He reaches down and lifts her up, crotching her facing the crowd on the top turnbuckle. Jesse steps up behind her as he climbs to the second turnbuckle. He hooks her with a full nelson, before he steps one foot up to the top rope as he lifts Alexis off the turnbuckle. He flips her backwards nailing a Super Dragon Suplex from the top rope. Alexis lands right on her neck, and almost instantly loses consciousness. Falcoon - Williams is going to win this match right here. Williams sits up, looking around before he goes to push himself up to his feet. He walks over to the corner, leaning up against it as he sees the damage he has done. Williams kicks his leg over the second rope and steps down to the outside. He walks over to the announcers booth grabbing the headset off of Gordie's head and putting it on himself. Williams - I'd like to know, how do you guys rate my performance so far? Kissens - You're a monster. Williams - Aaand, you're a slut. Nick, how about you buddy? Burst - I...uh... Williams - Thats what I thought. Kissens - You won't talk so tough when you're in the ring with Draco next week! Williams - Oh do you think getting into the ring with that hack Draco will throw me off my game? Please. Kissens - He has a hit list and is coming for you first! Williams - I'm so scared! A Hitlist! Oh no! What did I tell you about hitlists when we first got here? Burst - Uhh...you...um... Williams - I told you they were for unmotivated people who couldn't get up for the big game on their own. This is all this is. He wants me in a Ladder Match next week? Fine. His hitlist will end much earlier than he ever wanted! Kissens - You promised us that we'd find out who Alexis' child is! Williams - Yeah, I did promise...Anyways, time for me to finish this bitch. Jesse takes the headset off, dropping it to the floor as he walks over to Missy Janson. He pushes her off her seat and grabs her chair. Falcoon - Bastard doesn't even know its No DQ. And we still don't know who the father of that unborn child is! Burst - I don't think he cares. Kissens - Nice confrontation, Nick. Burst - Shut up. Jesse slides into the ring, and the referee tries to stop him. He grabs the chair and starts to struggle with Jesse. From behind, Alexis stands up and nails a huge dropkick to the back of Williams who slams the chair into the referees face. Burst - Now its No DQ. Williams turns around and Alexis grabs him. She nails Uncaged in the middle of the ring, out of nowhere. It takes a lot out of her as the fans get strongly behind her. Alexis holds her neck and shoulder area as Williams starts to stir already. Falcoon - What the-- Burst - She just hit that diamond cutter, Uncaged, and Jesse is getting up quick. Alexis looks at him in disbelief, pushing herself up to her feet and picking up the steel chair. She waits for Jesse to stand and she swings wildly at Jesse's head. Falcoon - CHAIRSH-- He ducks the chairshot and waits for Alexis to turn around. Jesse gets into a superkick position and when she turns he goes for the Superkick. Burst - Super-- Somehow Alexis ducks, still holding the chair. She rears it back and slams it over his head, denting it badly and staggering Jesse. She nails him with another chairshot, which sends him down to his knees. She drops the chair out of the ring. Alexis grabs Jesse's head and sets him up for Uncaged, he reverses it and throws her into the ropes and when she comes running back he decks her with a hard clothesline that sends her to the mat, and Williams to his knees. He holds his head in severe pain while Alexis holds her neck. Kissens - Jesse keeps working that neck. Jesse stands up, looking down at Alexis when suddenly we see a figure run out from the back. Burst - Who the hell is that? Kissens - That's...Freedom Kid! Falcoon - Who?? Freedom Kid flies down to the ring, sliding under the bottom rope and tackling Jesse down to the mat. His blows are mostly deflected by Jesse, and Williams is able to push Freedom Kid off of him. Jesse stands and Freedom Kid charges again. Out of nowhere Williams nails him with a huge superkick that sends him right down to the mat. Burst - And he's gone already. The referee gets up to his feet as security removes Freedom Kid. Williams stares at him as Alexis sneaks up behind him and rolls him up with a school boy pin. Falcoon - Pinning situation here! The referee slides into place...1...2...kickout by Jesse. He stands up immediately, meeting Alexis with a boot to the gut. He grabs her head and nails Uncaged, her own finisher, on her in the middle of the ring. Burst - Now that's just adding insult to injury! Jesse sits, looking down at Alexis and stands up to his feet. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a pack of his cigarettes, from which he pulls a single cigarette. Falcoon - Oh he's so cocky. He places it between his lips and reaches into his other pocket and pulling out a lighter. He lights the cigarette, then throws both the pack of cigarettes and lighter into the crowd. Kissens - Some kid could get those! Williams leans in the corner, looking at Alexis who is still motionless. He puffs on his cigarette, enjoying every bit of it as the fans begin to boo him. Alexis finally starts to get up so Jesse drops the cigarette on the mat and stomps it out with his boot. He walks over to her and lifts her up into a DDT position. He makes a throat cutting gesture and he lifts her up nailing an Impact DDT right in the middle of the ring. Falcoon - God damnit, someone stop this! Jesse laughs as he slowly walks to the corner, pulling himself up to the top rope. He looks down at her and he quickly leaps off, nailing a Swanton Bomb on Alexis in the middle of the ring. Kissens - That's just kicking a dead horse. Burst - Or in this case, a dead whore. Jesse quickly stands up to his feet and stands over Alexis. He looks down at her for a few moments, as she lays basically lifeless. He places his boot on her chest as the referee makes the count...1...2...3! Missy Janson - The winner of this match...Jesse Williams! Falcoon - Congratulations Williams, you're such a big man. Burst - Atleast he's leaving now. Falcoon - Yeah, atleast for your sake so you don't shit in your pants again. Burst - HEY! I was about to punch him for assaulting you like that! Kissens - Suuuure you were. Jesse rolls out of the ring, leaving Alexis a beaten mess. The fans boo him loudly as he walks up the entrance ramp. He quickly exits behind the curtains. Falcoon - Well folks, that will conclude this edition of Power Hour; OWF versus WoW. The OWF got the upper hand tonight, as did N4H. Burst - Someone out out 3 of their members, also, so N4H has to be prepared at all times. Kissens - It's a shame they didn't get Williams. Falcoon - Oh well, there's always next week. See ya --
The cameras follow Jesse from behind the curtains as he walks through the hallways. He sees a bunch of men lined up. Williams, with his adrenaline pumping starts to question each man. He gets up in the face of CokeKid. Williams - What the fuck you looking at bitch? You want a piece? Williams knocks CokeKid out with a shot to the throat. He falls to the ground gasping for air. Williams looks across the hallway, and he sees MVP staring at him. Williams walks over to him and grabs him by his pony tail. Williams - What are you STARING AT? MVP - N-N-Nothi-- Williams grabs him by the back of the shirt and he throws him face first into a cement wall. Williams - That's right, nothing. I'M STILL HERE! WHO WANTS ME?! Williams turns and walks away as a security guard checks on him and begins to escort him towards his dressing room. He rounds a corner and he bumps into three men, dressed scantly in bright red g-strings. Jesse looks at them and tries to pass, but they keep getting in his way. Williams - MOVE! Williams is caught off guard as the Chippendales begin to dance around him. He tries moving the other way, but the one security officer blocks that exit too. Williams - Dude! What the fuck? Stripper - Huh? Didn't you hear? Aph grandslammed! We’re supposed to be celebrating! The male strippers don’t seem to mind either way as they continue to dance and wiggle. Williams tries to push his way through the men, holding back his anger. The security guard turns and clotheslines Jesse hard across the throat, sending him down to the ground. Burst - Williams just got knocked out! Falcoon - YES! Kissens - I haven't been this happy to see Male Strippers since this afternoon! The cameras switch back to the arena immediately. The view on the OWFtron fades up from black on the World Title belt. As it pans out, we are able to see Aphrodisia Jordan, smiling widely with the belt over her shoulder. Loosely around her waist sits the PDA belt and the Tag Team belt is looped through that. Her fingertips idly stroke across the grooves of the World belt as the camera moves over to the object of her smirk. There is a large, chain link fence in front of her, with four bodies strung from it. It is difficult to tell just where the fence is located, but it looks to be in a warehouse of some kind. The bodies are struggling and straining, muffled curses are audible, as well. A bright light comes on, revealing the bodies as that of the New Four Horsemen. Seraph, Jesse Williams, Godsmack and Ray Lopes are all tied to the fence with gags in their mouths. Aphrodisia Jordan - You know, darlings… it’s really frustrating to be a woman in my line of work. Aphrodisia begins to pace slowly, pulling off the title belts and laying them over the table next to a cake that already has pieces cut out of it. Aphrodisia Jordan - No, no… don’t argue. I know it is. I mean… just look at the competition I have in the Women’s bracket. Pathetic. I wouldn’t want to touch any of them with a twenty foot pole… but that must be why you want to play with them, Godsmack. Aphrodisia smiles as she sits on the edge of the table, picking up a piece of cake and a fork. She takes a bite of it and chews, thoughtfully for a moment. Aphrodisia Jordan - And what do I get when I compete with the big boys? Four men that need to band together in order to defeat me after I just came out of a brutal match. For the love of Christ, four of you! Aphrodisia shakes her head and puts her piece of cake back down before picking up another piece. She smiles as she moves to Seraph. She puts one hand on the fence beside his head, leaning towards him with that twisted, seductive grin on her lips. Seraph’s eyes go wide as he watches her. She licks her lips slowly before cramming the cake into his face. When she pulls the paper plate away, Seraph is screaming, icing and cake all over his face, but blood is present as well. The camera moves closer, revealing little shards of glass within the cake and icing that have cut open Seraph’s face. Aphrodisia walks away, picking up another piece of cake. She eyes Godsmack with a smile. Aphrodisia Jordan - You ruined my moment in the sun, boys… and that is something not forgivable on any level. But now… I’m forcing you to enjoy my moment with me. Cake… presents… and my victory speech. The words that could have cemented me into the history of OWF. But noooo… you all had to be such big men in the sand box and you had to kick over my sand castle. She moves forward again, this time not even pausing as she shoves the piece of cake into Godsmack’s face. Barbwire immediately becomes visible as she lets the plate drop to the ground. She sighs as Godsmack pulls against his restrains and curses through his gag as blood oozes from his cuts. Aphrodisia pick up another piece of cake, spinning it absently with her fingers. Aphrodisia Jordan - I may be the second grandslammer… and the second female World Champion… but at least with my name beneath the titles, it actually means something. It brings honour and respect to both titles. And that’s all this industry is about. Unfortunately, it seems that that mentality has been… lost in translation. Nobody seems to understand that it’s not about the cars, money, attention, honeys, fame. It’s about the honour… no, the privilege of leading a federation… the privilege of being the Top Bitch. Aph moves to Ray Lopes. He cringes and tries to struggle away after seeing what special surprises were in Seraph’s and Godsmack’s pieces of cake. Without a moment wasted, Aph smashes the cake into Ray’s face, but there are no cries. The plate falls away, revealing that it was just a piece of cake and nothing more. Aphrodisia Jordan - Being the World Champion means that you set an example. You destroy your foes… but you also show mercy. Above all else, you must… discipline the little runts that get in your way. Aphrodisia moves further down the line to Jesse Williams. She smiles as she eyes him closely. Aphrodisia Jordan - And neuter the ones that don’t know who to keep the dick out of it. I’m sorry, Jesse… but I’ve run out of cake… so… Aphrodisia knee comes up hard into Jesse’s groin. And again. And again. And again. And again. Jesse gags, tears streaming down his face which has gone red. She smiles and wanders away to the table again, her head cocking to the side. She leans on the table, eyeing the four men who are in different states of anger. Aphrodisia Jordan - Well, darlings… I have to be honest. As much as I would have loved to take all the credit for this… I can’t. I had a tinsy, winsy bit of help. Aph’s head turns to the side. The camera follows her gaze until a burning swastika comes into view. In front of the flaming emblem is a figure, standing at six-foot-seven. The figure moves closer before coming into the light, revealing the face of the infamous wrestler, Nirvana. He smiles and moves to Aph, giving her a little pat on the head before strolling casually to Seraph. Aphrodisia Jordan - You see, dears… Nirvana and I are old friends… and when he saw what you did to me last week, he decided he wanted to jump to my aid. But unfortunately… I was never good at playing the damsel-in-distress. So we compromised. Nirvana wipes some blood and cake off of Seraph’s face and rubs it across his chest with a sick smile. Aphrodisia Jordan - The Four Horsemen… Pestilence, Famine, War… and Death. So what does that make you, darlings? When before you stands the Warheart… and Death… |
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