After the match, as El Segador leaves the ring and Crowe gathers himself, Winters and Pyra enter the ring, Winters with mic in hand.
Winters: Right, enough of this s**t, I've been hospitalised twice in the last month, Bones is gone, we've got this stupid coin, Pyra has been covered in pigs blood, the time for answers is now!!
Winters:
You had your fun and games at Chill Faktor, congratulations, you can dim the lights and disappear into darkness....oooooh so original.
Pyra: Incase you 3 freaks don't have great eyesight, [she motions across all 3 with her hand] er, hello...children of the night.....vampires....kind of stepping into the wrong fandom aren't you?
Winters: If you're trying to intimidate us, you're going the wrong way about it, I'm not sure what your beef is with us, but all you're doing is basically pissing us off!!
The Xtron flickers to life, a close up of 3 faces, flickering in candle light, the man in the centre of the screen, with the dreadlocked hair and the ice blue eyes begins to speak.
Man1: Gentlemen..and lady, please, settle down.
Winters: Well well well, look who decided to show up, I hope you're here to say you're piece, as we are a little tired of your games and parlour tricks.
Man1: You were warned...weeks ago.....Your man Crossbones warned EVERYBODY....yet it seems, you just thought it was the ramblings of a mad man....
All 3 begin to snicker.
Man1: I can recall on atleast 5 occasions where he told you, he warned you, that WE were coming....he even told you WHO was coming, maybe not in so many words..but he told you...'I knew him before, before he was long'......so allow me to introduce myself to you, my name, is Long John Silver, the gentleman to my left is Charles Vane and the gentleman to my right is Captain Flint, it's a pleasure to officially make you're acquaintance.
Winters: Whoopty freakin' doo....Where the hell is 'Bones and what exactly do you want?
Silver: Straight to the point eh? No foreplay? Just straight for the sweet spot....
Silver: But I shall humour you, the answer to your first question is, right here.....
All 3 men take a step backwards and separate, as the camera focuses on a man tied to a chair behind them, dressed in only a raggedy pair of trousers, his hands and feet bound by rope to the chair, and a dirt and blood stained sack over his head, he can be heard muttering to himself, but the words are muffled by the sack and can't be made out.
Silver: Mr.Bones is right here, and I can assure you he is being treated 'well'.
All 3 men laugh mockingly, as Flint walks over to Bones and pats him hard on the shoulder and shakes him.
Flint: Isn't that right Bonesy....
He lets out a muffled groan.
Silver: Answer 2 is quite simple, a trade.
Winters: A what?
Silver: A trade, an exchange, a swap...I'm not quite sure how else to say it to you.
Winters: Ok smartass, and what exactly would we be trading?
Silver [smugly]: I'm so glad you asked......We will trade you Mr.Bones, alive and 'almost' as good as new, for her.
All 3 men point at Pyra.
The Sanctuary look at each other in disbelief.
Crowe: Absolutely not, I'd rather find you, beat the hell out of you and take him back.
Silver: Ooooh scary, an empty, knee jerk reaction threat by the big bad vampire.....You'll excuse me for not quaking in my boots.
Winters: Please. come to the ring, and we'll show you how empty the threat is....
Silver: My dear boy, don't be in such a rush, choose your answer wisely, because if you think that you can find us, and rescue Mr.Bones before we start cutting pieces off him and mailing them to you then things are going to get pretty messy...
Pyra: Why me? What do you want with me? Why kidnap Bones? why not just take me at Chill Faktor.
Silver: Captain's orders.
Winters: 'Captain's orders'? Who is your captain?let me speak to him, NOW!
Silver: All in good time, all in good time. All you need to know is a lion toys with it's prey before going for the kill.
Winters: Enough nonesense, this trade isn't happening.
Pyra: Hang on a minute Vincent, we need to discuss this.
Winters: No, not a chance, hell, Bones isn't even really one of us, last in, first out, we had a good ride, but let's face it, he was batshiiitee insane, and put us all on edge.
Pyra: You guys know I wasn't his biggest fan but he didn't ask for this.....
Silver: People, enough bickering, the clock is ticking, decisions decisions....You have 7 days.
The blows out the candle as the xtron screen goes black.
The show goes to commercial as The Sanctuary are in deep, animated discussion in the ring.
The camera pans to the announce team.
What in tarnation!
This is like Black Sails X Vampire Diares! I LOVE IT SCAGGS!
Kassidy is backstage sitting cross legged on a table hands out while Alexa is painting his nails black except for his ring finger which gets the glowing red polish with the black upside down cross design. The OCW Championship which has been customized for him with new side plate designs:
Sits next to Kass on the table, clasped closed and the bottom tip of leather at the front slightly off the table. At that moment, the lights start switching between dim and full power repeatedly. Both Alexa and Kass start looking around in bewilderment. We see Mugen at the doorway who is now seen moving the dimmer up and down repeatedly.
Mugen: Oh hey hello guys.
Mugen waves to Alexa and Kass as he leans in the doorway.
Mugen: Love the nail polish old sport. Very good look for you, matches the championship well.
Kassidy: What do you want?
Mugen: Oh please, I don’t need anything. Just wanted to…...
Kassidy: Say I got lucky at Chill Faktor? That the match stipulations confused you and everyone watching? That I deserved Dennis’ Betrayal?
Kassidy pushes off the table and stands up toward Mugen,
Kassidy: I’ll prove to you and Dennis that I deserve this title so at The Clash, you will get a rematch whether you like it or not and I am going to beat you again.
Mugen: Actually…...none of the above. I just wanted to congratulate you for defeating me at Chill Faktor.
Mugen flashes a smile as he walks towards Kassidy and extends his hand out for a handshake. Kassidy looks away from the extended hand and dismisses it.
Mugen: Well either way, just wanted to shake your hand before I am unable to find you again later.
Kassidy: No you want more……
Mugen: Seriously, no, I just wanted to thank you for a great competitive match……
Kass looks at Mugen’s hand, grabs him by the wrist and examines Mugen’s glove looking for a tac or possibly a joy buzzer, finds nothing and releases.
Kassidy: Fine,
Kass extends his hand and shakes with Mugen.
Mugen: Excellent, now I must be heading out
Kassidy: Wait! You don’t fool me at all. This is some crazy elaborate plan of yours to ask for a rematch.
Mugen: Old sport, relax, relax.
Mugen extends his hands out expressing Kassidy to “calm down”.
Kassidy: Don’t tell me what to do. I know what you have in mind, you can’t trick me.
Mugen: No seriously, you beat me twice at Chill Faktor, it’s cool we can move on.
Kassidy: NO!
Kassidy slams his fist on the table in front of him and points at Mugen as Mugen looks bewildered.
Mugen: No what?
Kassidy: You do not tell me what to do, if a title rematch is what you want, then a rematch is what you get.
Mugen: But…..
Kassidy: TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT!
Mugen shrugs and his look of bewilderment turns into a grin.
Mugen: Well if you put it that way, I have no reason to say no. I will see you at The Clash?
Kassidy: Yes, you will see me at The Clash.
Mugen: Fantastic! Have a good day!
Mugen starts whistling a show tune to himself as he nearly skips out of the room in excitement.
Alexa looks at Kass confused,
Alexa: HE NEVER ASKED FOR A REMATCH! You idiot.
Kassidy grabs the Title off the table and places it over his shoulder,
Kassidy: we remember a different conversation then.
Kass then leaves the room.
The camera pans to the announce team.
The games afoot
Pip Pip
The Xtron Flickers On!
Coming Soon!
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The camera pans to the announce team.
Disgusting, is there any limit to decency out of that Harlot Madison Cox!
You just don't like facts, Listen Charles you are FAKE NEWS!
Ryu Matsumoto is walking around backstage, proud of the display he just put together for Kassidy. As he makes his way down a hallway there’s a massive flash of light.
More Future Ryu Matsumoto and Tiberius Dupree appear, they look even worse than their regular future selves.
More Future Ryu has two eyepatches on and a mechanical eye implanted into his forehead, and his right arm, from the elbow down has been replaced by a mechanical one.
More Future Dupree’s hair has been replaced by a gold liquid metal, and his legs from above the knees have been replaced by mechanical ones.
More Future RYU: We made it even worse!
RYU: Wat
More Future RYU: We thought that by stopping you from winning the Lightheavyweight title we could make the future better...
More Future Dupree: But like ALL Trash ideas we only made things worse, so now we’ve come back to help you win the Lightheavyweight title.
RYU: Wat? What are you guys talking about?
More Future RYU: Huh? What do you mean?
RYU: I never faced Dupree for the Lightheavyweight title, someone tampered with both of my drug test samples so I wasn’t cleared to fight, they had some guy named Ortiz fill in for me.
More Future Dupree: ...oh god its happening isn’t it…. god dammit SPIDER!
More Future RYU: No man, its fine… its fine what’s going on in this timeline? Who is the world champion?
RYU: My son Kass.
More Future RYU: Oh god… we fucked everything up, this isn’t right.
More Future Dupree: There are too many of us in the multiverse trying to fix things… I TOLD YOU THIS WOULD HAPPEN!
More Future RYU: Listen, you need to focus on beating Dupree so the world doesn’t get even more ruined. Let’s go Tibbles!
The two disappear in a flash of light leaving Ryu more confused than he normally is. Before the camera pans away a man in a cheap suit approaches Ryu.
Man: Are you Ryu Matsumoto?
RYU: Yes?
The man hands Ryu an Envelope which reads “Stacy Clark vs Ryu Matsumoto”
Man: You’ve just been served!
RYU: NANI?!
The camera pans to the announce team.
HAH YES, YES TAKE THAT RYU! YOU HAVE BEEN SERVED YOU ONE EYED SON OF A BITCH!
FAKE NEWS, FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKE THIS IS NOT REAL BUT FAKE FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKE
KD ANGELO vs ANTHONY BAKER
The camera pans to the announce team.
Talk about a comeback!
YEEEEOWWW
The scene opens in one of the many rooms located within the Obsidian Tower. The anomaly of success, He who dons the wings of Rebellion, Our Humble Hero Dennis Black was starting to stir after being passed out on a couch for several hours.
The first thing Dennis became aware of was a severe pain in his head.
Dennis groaned as he forced himself awake, rubbing gingerly at the back of his head. A large bump had formed there and it was extremely painful to the touch.
The second thing he became aware of, was that the television was still on. The screen was paused on the assault that took place during the closing moments of Chill Faktor.
Slightly panicked, he looked down at the remote and pressed play. He winced as Kassidy went through the table. Dennis hit rewind, play, and then rewind again. This went on for several minutes until he lazily tossed the remote aside. Nothing made sense.
Roughly, Dennis pushed himself to his feet, swaying and staggering as he struggled to stay upright. He stopped attempting to walk when he felt a vibration in his pocket.
Dennis pulled out a cell phone and tapped a green button to accept the call. He remained silent, and just raised the phone to his ear to listen to a very familiar voice.
Madison: Lover? Shnookums? Denny bear?
Madison: Helloooooooooooooooooo-
Dennis’s head throbbed. He quickly tossed the phone back toward the couch to spare his ears.
Madison: oooooooooooooooooo?
There was about thirty seconds of dead air before she spoke again.
Madison: Oh! Must be the answering machine. Anyway! I hope you’re doing okay. I left you a can of soup by the couch. I had no idea how to make it, so I assumed you could figure it out.
Madison: Our new servants got deported. Starting to think our president is purposely targeting the small amount of useful Mexicans.
Madison: I’ve got to go. A Queen’s work is never done. Byyeeeee!
The scene shifts to a dressing room at Madison Square Garden filled with the individuals that attacked Newly Minted Hall of Famer Mugen and the new OCW Champion, Kassidy Hayes during the closing moments of Chill Faktor.
Madison was looking down at her cell phone. Seb was sitting down in a chair with two women seated on his lap. One was polishing his belt, while the other brushed his hair.
Seb nods in Madison’s direction.
Seb: Kind of you to leave the boy a bowl.
Shepherd: Can. She left him a can.
Shepherd was leaning against the nearest wall, watching them speak. Madison shot Abbot a look.
Seb: Right, a can. That was kind of you, lass. I suppose his usual diet of skittles and having his face sat on wasn’t quite enough to get him here?
Madison: Must you always be so vulgar? He’s recovering from Jackson’s attack.
At that moment, Large Edward led by Cort Marshall entered the dressing room. Ed remained behind Cort, folding his arms.
Cort: Ladies, please! Restrain your vaginal vortices. Your main military man is locked and loaded to blow a hot load of victory all over Kassidy Hayes’ dumb vampire face. Drop whatever you’re doing and start making bets!
Madison: Cort is right. Tonight is about his opportunity to show he’s on the level of the OCW Champion. Hayes most likely wants revenge. Cort has other plans.
Seb stands and tosses a set of keys in Shepherd’s direction after his two lady friends get off of his lap.
Seb: Speaking of plans, I suppose I should get our next ‘message’ prepped. I’m off to Uniondale. Let’s go, Rook. You’re driving.
Shepherd: Guess I am.
Cort and Ed step aside as their companions walk by. Seb stops when he reaches Cort.
Seb: You've got this. I beat Hayes. Surely you can.
Cort: Got a tip?
Seb: Mushroom stomp.
Cort: That sounds like a gay thing. Is it a gay thing?
Madison rolls her eyes and clears her throat.
Madison: You two have a bit of a drive to make.
Seb shrugged and closed the door behind him. Madison gave an apologetic look to Cort and Ed.
Madison: He means well. But enough about him. How are you feeling about tonight’s main event?
Cort takes a deep breath.
Cort: Lemme tell ya, Mean Madison. When the Cortster looks at Kassidy Hayes, all he sees is a coward, brother.
Cort: A B-show player who squeezed his way into a championship he didn’t earn.
Cort: And when the Cortster steps into the ring with the wannabe vampire, he’s gonna lay into him with the elbow.
Ed: ELBOW!
Cort: And the knee!
Ed: THE KNEE!
Cort: And of course mean Madison, the big bad Perfect Plex that seals the deal to make Dracula Jr. squeal!
Cort: And all the little Cortsters out there are gonna be screamin’ the national anthem as I pin him for the one… the two… and the final three to seal the coffin on his career, brother!
Madison just stares.
Madison: I’m not sure you should have been practicing your impersonations instead of your wrestling, but confidence is good.
