Post by DudeBehindAKeyboard on Apr 24, 2013 0:23:00 GMT -5
OOC: Well. The time is finally here. I had alot of fun writing this RP, and I have really been looking forward to this match. Best of luck to George.
The scene opens up in the Intensive Care Unit in the UC San Diego Medical Center, in San Diego, California, where my wife Bella Brooks- Robinson, the Leader of Team Lethality, Danielle Lopez, the PCW General Manager, James Baker, and I are in room 330. I'm sitting in a chair, holding Bella's hand. While she is laying in the Hospital bed still unconscious, plugged to a machine that's keeping her alive, James and Danielle are sitting in chairs on the other side of the room because they want to give Bella and I some space. I am very angry and depressed. I just found out that Bella may never wake up. There is a forty percent chance, and I mostly blame myself for this. It's my fault Bella is in a coma, laying in this Hospital bed. All Jerry Matthews did was dodge my golf club like most people would. He's not the one who struck her with it. He didn't do this. I did this. If only I wasn't so reckless with my golf club. If only I had been more careful. I can't believe I let myself do this to my own wife. The one person who actually loves me more than anything in the world. There is a chance she will never wake up again. How could I do this? I begin sobbing, look down at the floor, and begin speaking.
Reaper: *sobbing* This is all my fault.
James: No, homie. It's not.
Danielle: It was an accident, Reaper. You were aiming at Jerry, but you accidentally hit Bella. Accidents happen.
Reaper: *still sobbing* Yes. It was an accident, but it is still my fault. If I would have been more careful, Bella wouldn't be in a coma right now. We would be at home having dinner together.
Danielle: It was Jerry's fault. Not your's.
James: Jerry pissed you off with all that shit about Mariah and Rachel. You got in a fight with him, you went to take his head off with your fucking golf club, he moved like a little bitch, and you accidentally hit Bella. Shit like that happens, yo.
I wipe my eyes, and somewhat stop sobbing. I'm not really sure what to think at this point. It was an accident. Everyone knows I wouldn't harm Bella on purpose. I was angry at Jerry. I just wanted to take his head off. Missing and accidentally hitting someone else wasn't a possibility I was thinking would happen, but it happened, and it had to happen to the one person I love more than anyone in the world, My wife, the mother of my child, the only person who could calm me down and understand exactly who I am.
Danielle: You think we should go update the others, Reaper?
Reaper: You guys can if you want. I'm going to stay here with Bella a bit longer.
James and Danielle look at each other.
James: I'm going to stay stay with Reaps. You go on, babe.
Danielle: Okay. Be safe, babe.
Danielle kisses James before standing up and leaving the room. James stands up and walks over to the Hospital bed.
James: She's not dead yet, my dude. She could still wake up.
Reaper: There is only a forty percent chance. I don't think she will. I think I have killed my Wife.
I put my right hand over my face, and begin sobbing again.
James: Reaps. I'll say this one more time. This ain't your fault. It's Jerry's fault. He made you do this, and you have to be more confident. Be more positive. Bad shit don't always happen. A forty percent chance is better than no chance, homie, and Bella would want you to beat Jerry's ass and win the Platinum championship.
I stop sobbing, and wipe my eyes. I suppose James makes a good point. Jerry DID cause me to do this. He kept running his mouth about my sister and her girlfriend. If it wasn't for Jerry, none of this would be happening. It is all HIS fault, and he will pay in more ways than one. I'm going to torture his soul and take his championship, but the first thing I'm going to do is burn down his church. I look up, and let out a small twisted chuckle.
Reaper: It's time to go, James. I have a idea.
James gives me a look as if he is interested in my idea.
James: Oh really? What would that be?
A twisted smirk crosses my face.
Reaper: You and everyone else will soon find out.
I stand up, rub my right hand through Bella's hair before leaning over and kissing her on the head.
Reaper: *softly* I love you, babe, and I promise I will have that title when you wake up.
I walk out of the room, and James follows me as the scene fades to black.
.................................Redemption Baptist Church............................................
The scene opens back up outside of the Redemption Baptist Church, in Redemption, Alabama. My Sister, Rachel Robinson, her girlfriend, Mariah Lopez, Laurie Young, Tom Pendergrass, TJ Parks, Crystal Alvarez, Aurora Rose and I are standing around, holding weapons, and looking at the Church. It looks like a ordinary Church on the outside. Nothing really special about it. It's not beautiful, but it doesn't look bad either despite the evil feeling you get on the inside. I suppose the place is taken care of. Actually looks kinda nice. Just a bit older than some Churches, and made of wood. I have my signature black steel golf club, while Tom has Old Faithful, and everyone else has Baseball bats. A twisted smirk crosses my face, and I look over at everyone before speaking.
Reaper: I'm glad you guys came. Although Danielle told you to.
Mariah: How did you know Danielle told us to follow you?
Reaper: Just a lucky guess I suppose. I didn't ask you all to follow me, but I'm happy you did and you're all probably wondering why I had you bring weapons once I found out you were coming.
Mariah: I know I am. Just a bit anyways.
Laurie: Eh, kinda.
Tom: I actually think I know why we're holding weapons, yo.
Rachel: Same. I'm his Twin Sister though, so of course I'm usually expected to know what he's thinking.
TJ lets out a sigh.
TJ: I'm pretty sure I know why, but I'm going to ask anyways. Why are we holding weapons, Reaps?
The twisted smirk on my face turns into a twisted smile.
Reaper: We're going to have some fun before I burn this place to the ground.
Tom raises Old Faithful in the air.
Tom: TONIGHT...........WE FUCKIN' SOME SHIT UP!!!
Rachel: I knew it!
Mariah gives everyone a confused look.
Mariah: Okay. Let me get this straight. We're going to break a bunch of things in the Church just to burn it down afterwards?
Reaper: Exactly.
Rachel: He does it to relieve his stress. He mostly does it for fun though.
Mariah: Makes sense to me.
Tom: Yeah, we did something like this about 3 years back. Now, we gonna fuck some shit up or not!?
Mariah smiles.
Mariah: Lets fuck shit up!
Laurie: Hell yeah!
TJ: I still think it's fucking pointless to break shit when we're just going to burn the fucking place down, but meh. whatever. Lets do it!
We walk into the Church, and begin breaking EVERYTHING we find that can possibly be broken. The windows, the chairs. We break all the doors down, and Tom even takes a wizz in the Holy water. We all look at him, laugh and shake our heads.
Tom: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.......Been holding that in since the flight.
After about forty five minutes. We finally finish breaking everything and walk out of the Church. Of course it looks different on the outside than it did before we went in. It no longer looks like a ordinary Church. It looks like it has been abandoned for a while. The windows are all broken, the front door is broke down. It looks terrible of course, but I actually smile because if the Church looks terrible. It means we had our fun in damaging it, and now I get to do what I came here to do... and that's burn it to the ground.
Tom: I held that in since the flight, and I couldn't find a damn toilet! What the fuck? Doesn't his God believe in bathrooms!?
Rachel: I guess Demons don't piss or shit.
Crystal: He doesn't believe in pissing or shitting.
Reaper: No, but he believes in the Reaper. He will REALLY BELIEVE in the Reaper after this!
I turn to Tom.
Reaper: Did you bring the gasoline?
Tom: Yeah. Hold on. I'll go get it.
Tom walks to the van. After about a minute. He comes back with the jug of gasoline and hands it to me. I walk around the Church and begin pouring the Gasoline on it. After a good ten or fifteen minutes, I finish and walk back over to the other members of Team Lethality who are standing there watching all of this happen.
Reaper: Well. What do you guys think about me burning this place to the ground now?
Rachel: Go for it, bro!
Mariah: You know I'm not going to stop you.
Tom: Burn it to the fuckin' ground!
I let out a twisted laugh. I then lift my golf club in the air.
Reaper: THIS IS FOR BELLA!!!
Flames come up around the Church. After about two or three minutes. The Church catches on fire, and we stand there and watch it burn. It burns for about ten minutes and afterwards, it begins falling apart.
Mariah: So. How long is it going to take for the Church to completely burn down?
Reaper: About thirty minutes.
Mariah: Should we go ahead and leave then?
Reaper: No. I want to stay and make sure this place burns to the ground.
Mariah lets out a sigh.
Mariah: Okay...
About thirty minutes passes, and the Church is completely destroyed. I summon the rain to put out the fire. As it rains. The rest of Team Lethality and I walk to our vehicles. After about a minute we get to our vehicles. I get on my motorcycle, while everyone else gets in the van, we all then drive away as the rain extinguishes the fire, and the scene fades to black.
................................................Da Xtreme Wrestling Academy................................................................
The scene opens back up in the Xtreme Wrestling Academy, where the Leader of Team Lethality, Danielle Lopez, my Twin Sister, Rachel Robinson, her girlfriend, Mariah Lopez, Desiree Miles, Tom Pendergrass, my cousin, TJ Parks, and I are standing around, waiting to train. Danielle looks around at all of us, and begins speaking.
Danielle: I'm glad you all answered my calls and came here to train. Today we will be helping Mariah, Rachel, and Reaper prepare for their matches at Battle Finale III. Rachel and Mariah will be facing Desiree and I to prepare for their match, while Reaper will be facing Tom and TJ in a handicap match.
Mariah: May I ask a question?
Danielle: Sure, Cousin.
Mariah: I understand Rachel and I will be competing against you and Desiree to help us become a better tag team, but how is a handicap match going to help Reaper prepare for his street fight against Jerry?
Danielle smiles.
Danielle: That's a very good question, Cousin. Jerry's men will most likely interfere in the match, so Reaper will need to be prepared to take on more than one person.
Mariah: Oh. I understand now.
Tom: Makes sense to me, yo.
Danielle: Awesome. Anymore questions?
No one says anything.
Danielle: Great. Lets get moving.
Danielle, Desiree, Mariah, and Rachel get in a ring, while Tom, TJ, and I get in another ring. Tom and TJ turn to each other, and have a stare down.
TJ: I'm starting this match, Tom. Go wait on the apron!
Tom: Bitch please! You get on the apron! I'm starting this shit out!
TJ: No. I'm starting this shit out!
Tom: TJ, get the FUCK out of the ring! I'm starting it out!
As Tom and TJ argue with each other. I'm thinking about who exactly I want to start out this match with. Tom is tough, and starting this match out with him would be very interesting, but I kinda want to start it out with TJ. I would like to get my hands on him after he disrespected me on twitter.
Reaper: Hey Tom. Mind if TJ starts things off?
Tom: Wha?
A twisted smirk crosses my face.
Reaper: I kinda want to get my hands on him after he disrespected me on twitter.
TJ's eyes slightly widen, and he turns to Tom.
TJ: You know what, Tom? I'll let you start things off.
TJ pats Tom on the back, and begins walking toward the apron, but Tom grabs him by the shoulder, and pulls him back.
Tom: On second thought, yeah. You go first.
TJ lets out a fake laugh.
TJ: What!? That's crazy, man. You should start things off. You're big, you're bad, and you pack one hell of a punch. If I start thing off. We will have no chance in hell.
Tom: Ring the bell, yo! We got a deadman walking!
Tom goes out to the apron, and TJ lets out a sigh before turning to me.
TJ: Well, Reaps. Lets get this over with.
DING DING DING!!!
TJ and I start things off. TJ goes for a kick to the head, but I duck, and connect with a clothesline. TJ gets to his feet, and I connect with a big boot, I then lift him to his feet, get behind him, and connect with a German suplex before locking in a single leg Boston crab. TJ refuses to give up, so I put more pressure on the hold, but TJ still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. I give TJ a clean break, lift him back to his feet, drag him to the middle of the ring, and I connect with a suplex, I then kneel down, and begin delivering punches to the head. I connect with about seven punches before lifting TJ back to his feet again, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a DDT, I then lift TJ to his feet, and connect with a backbreaker before locking in a surfboard stretch. TJ refuses to give up, so I put more pressure on the hold, but TJ still refuses to give up, and I eventually lose my grip, and release the hold. I then lift TJ back to his feet, deliver a kick to his midsection, and connect with a piledriver before delivering a stomp to the midsection, forcing him to sit up, holding his stomach in pain, I then run into the ropes, run back at TJ, and connect with a running knee strike to the face before lifting TJ back to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a Tiger suplex, I then turn him over, and lock in a Camel clutch. TJ refuses to give up, so I put more pressure on the hold, but TJ still refuses to give up, and I eventually lose my grip, and release the hold before getting angry, and delivering stomps to the back of the head. I connects with about ten stomps, I then lift TJ back to his feet again, and connect with a scoop slam before delivering stomps to the left leg. I connect with about seven stomps, I then lock in the Figure 4 leg lock!
Tom: That's it, Reaps! Crank up the pressure! Don't let up for a second!
TJ gives Tom a confused look, while I have him locked in the Figure 4 leg lock.
TJ: What the hell are you doing!?
Tom: Giving him pointers. What the hell do you think!?
TJ: DUDE!!! He's our oppo...........
I put more pressure on the hold, cutting TJ off.
TJ: AGHHH!!!
TJ refuses to give up, so I put even more pressure on the hold, but TJ still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. I give TJ a clean break, and begin delivering stomps to the left leg. I connect with about nine stomps, I then lift TJ to his feet, drag him to the middle of the ring, and I go for a scoop slam, but TJ reverses it into a headscissors takedown. My mistake. Should have went for something else. I get to my feet, and TJ connects with a dropkick. I get back to my feet, and TJ jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana. I get back to my feet again, and TJ connects with a kick to the head before delivering stomps to my left arm. He connects with about five stomps. I can tell he's beginning to set me up for the Purple and Black armbreaker. If he thinks he's going to make me submit. He has another thing coming. TJ locks in a cross armbar. I refuse to give up, so TJ puts more pressure on the hold, but I still refuse to give up, and begin making my way to the ropes. I eventually get to the ropes, and grab the bottom rope. TJ gives me a clean rope break. Which is something he doesn't give too many people. I believe he gave me one because I'm one of the few people he has respect for, but I also think he gave me one because he is afraid of me. He lifts me to my feet, drags me to the middle of the ring, delivers a kick to my midsection, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker. He may try going for that diving blockbuster he calls ''the Purple Haze'' later. TJ walks over to Tom, and makes the tag.
Tom: THAT'S IT!!!
TJ: Your turn!
TJ goes out on the apron, and Tom gets in the ring. Tom kneels down, and begins delivering punches to my face. He connects with about ten punches. This is the first time I have ever been against Tom rather it be in training or a real match. I completely understand why people say he packs a very hard punch. Tom backs off, I eventually get to my feet, and he connects with a double leg take down before delivering mounted punches. He then lifts me to my feet, gets behind me, and connects with a German suplex before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
I'm a tad confused at this point. Did he really think he was going to beat me with a basic German suplex?
Tom: Get to your feet, and try to do some damage!
I get to my feet, and I'm curious to see if I can beat him at his own game, so I deliver a punch to the head, Tom delivers a punch of his own, and we begin trading punches. Me, Tom, me, Tom, me, Tom, me, Tom, me, Tom, me, Tom, me, Tom gets the upperhand by delivering a kick to my midsection, and connecting with a DDT.
Tom: REAPS!!! Stop wrestling my style of match! NEVER let your opponent force you to wrestle his style or pace.
A twisted smirk crosses my face. I remember back when it was always me giving him advice. He has grown a lot as a wrestler. Now he's giving ME advice, but little does he know. I'm just playing around. I eventually get to my feet, and Tom goes for a clothesline, but I duck, and connect with a enzuigiri, I then lift Tom to his feet, get behind him, and connect with a half nelson suplex before lifting Tom back to his feet, and connecting with a belly to belly suplex, I then lock in a single leg boston crab. Tom refuses to give up, so I put more pressure on the hold, but Tom still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, grabs the bottom rope, and I give him a clean break. Tom gets to his feet, and nods.
Tom: THAT'S what I'm talking about!
I try to surprise Tom with a kick to the head, but he ducks, and connects with a overhead underhook belly to belly suplex, tags in TJ, and goes out to the apron. TJ springboards off the top rope, and connects with a springboard headbutt before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
They're going to have to do more than that to keep me down. TJ lifts me to my feet, and goes for a Irish whip. Bad move. I reverse it into a Irish whip of my own, and TJ runs into the ropes, runs back at me, and I catch ''the Purple Dragon'' with the Powerslam!
Tom: Keep the pressure on! Don't let him get up!
TJ: *in pain* WHAT THE FUCK!?!?
Tom: Quit fucking whining, and take it like a man, Junior!
I turn TJ over, and lock in a ground head lock. TJ refuses to give up, so I put more pressure on the hold, but TJ still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. I give TJ a clean break, lift him to his feet, drag him to the middle of the ring, get behind him, and I connect with a Russian leg sweep, I then lifts TJ back to his feet, deliver a kick to the midsection, and I connect with a piledriver before turning him over, and locking in the Crossface! TJ refuses to give up, so I put more pressure on the hold, but TJ still refuses to give up, so I put even more pressure on the hold, but TJ STILL refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. I give TJ a clean break, lift him to his feet, drag him to the middle of the ring, get behind him, and I connect with a German suplex, I then lift TJ back to his feet, and connect with a scoop powerslam before delivering stomps to the left leg. I connect with about eleven stomps, I then lift TJ back to his feet again, deliver a kick to the midsection, and connect with a DDT before lifting TJ to his feet, and connecting with a sidewalk slam, I then turn TJ over, and lock in a armbar. TJ refuses to give up, so I put more pressure on the hold, but TJ still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. I give TJ a clean break, lift him to his feet, drag him to the middle of the ring, and I connect with the Soul Breaker version 3 before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *Tom breaks the pin*
At this point I think things are about to heat up. I wasn't exactly expecting Tom to do that. I stand up, and glare at him.
Tom: Jerry's Saints are probably going to do that in the street fight, yo!
I suppose Tom makes a good point. I lift TJ to his feet, and go for a suplex, but he fights out of it, lands on his feet behind me, and connects with a neckbreaker, he then begins delivering stomps to my left arm. He connects with about nine stomps before turning me over, and locking in a armbar. Again. I am NOT going to tap out. I refuse to give up, so TJ puts more pressure on the hold, but I still refuse to give up, and begin making my way to the ropes. I eventually get to the ropes, and grab the bottom rope. TJ gives me a clean break, lifts me to my feet, drags me to the middle of the ring, delivers a kick to my midsection, and connects with a DDT, he then lifts me back to my feet, drags me over to Tom, and makes the tag. Tom gets in the ring, they connect with a double suplex, and TJ goes out to the apron. At least they're working together. Tom kneels down, and begins delivering punches to my face. He connects with about twelve punches, he then lifts me to my feet, delivers a kick to my midsection, and connects with a piledriver.
Tom: GET UP, REAPS!!!
I eventually get to my feet, and Tom connects with a clothesline. I get back to my feet, and Tom connects with another clothesline. I get back to my feet again, and Tom connects with a scoop slam. he then kneels down, and begins delivering punches to my face. He connects with about seven punches before lifting me to my feet, delivering a kick to my midsection, and connecting with a swinging neckbreaker, he then turns me over, and locks in a Camel clutch. I refuse to give up, so Tom puts more pressure on the hold, but I still refuse to give up, and Tom eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold before lifting me back to my feet, and connecting with a backbreaker.
Tom: COME ON, REAPS!!! GET UP!!! YOU CAN DO IT!!!
I eventually get to my feet, and Tom hits me with a series of punches he likes to call ''the Louisville Shuffle'' before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
Tom begins delivering stomps to my midsection. He connects with about five stomps before walking over to TJ, making the tag, and going out to the apron. TJ gets in the ring, and locks in a rear chin lock. This move never really works, but it can ware your opponent down a bit. I refuse to give up, so TJ puts more pressure on the hold, but I still refuse to give up, and begin fighting out of it by delivering elbows to the midsection, I then connect with a belly to belly suplex before locking in a cross armbar. TJ refuses to give up, so I put more pressure on the hold, but TJ still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. I give TJ a clean break, lift him to his feet, drag him to the middle of the ring, deliver a kick to the midsection, and I connect with a piledriver, I then lift TJ to his feet, deliver a kick to the midsection, and connect with a swinging neckbreaker before delivering stomps to the left leg. I connect with about ten stomps, I then lift TJ back to his feet, and connect with a scoop powerslam before lifting TJ back to his feet again, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a gutwrench suplex, I then lock in a single leg Boston crab. TJ refuses to give up, so I put more pressure on the hold, but TJ still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. I give TJ a clean break, lift him to his feet, drag him to the middle of the ring, get behind him, and I connect with a German suplex, I then lift TJ back to his feet, get behind him, and I connect with a Tiger suplex before going out to the apron, and climbing to the top turnbuckle I then leap off, and connect with the diving Splash before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!! *kickout*
I lift TJ to his feet, and go for a scoop slam, but TJ fights out of it, lands on his feet behind me, and connects with a Russian leg sweep, he then locks in a cross armbar. I refuse to give up, so TJ puts more pressure on the hold, but I still refuse to give up, and begin making my way to the ropes. I eventually get to the ropes, and grab the bottom rope. TJ gives me a clean break, lifts me to my feet, drags me over to Tom, and makes the tag. Tom gets in the ring, they connect with a double back suplex, and TJ goes out to the apron. Tom lifts me to my feet, and connects with a suplex, he then kneels down, and begins delivering punches to my face. He connects with about nine punches before delivering stomp to the midsection, forcing me to sit up, holding my stomach in pain, he then runs into the ropes, runs back at me, and connects with a running knee strike to my face before lifting me back to my feet, getting behind me, and connecting with a back suplex, he then goes out to the apron. I eventually get to my feet, and Tom springboards off the top rope, and connects with a springboard clothesline before kneeling down, and delivering punches to the face. He connects with about eight punches, he then walks over to TJ, makes the tag, and goes out to the apron. TJ gets in the ring. I eventually get back to my feet, and TJ connects with a spinning wheel kick, he then lifts me to my feet, gets behind me, and connects with a German suplex before delivering stomps to my left arm. He connects with about fifteen stomps, he then lifts me back to my feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker before waiting for me to get to my feet. I eventually get to my feet, and TJ connects with a kick to the head before waiting for me to get back to my feet. I eventually get back to my feet, and TJ runs into one of the turnbuckles, and connects with the Whisper in the Wind before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
TJ goes out to the apron, and climbs to the top turnbuckle. I eventually get to my feet, and TJ leaps off, and connects with the Purple Haze before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
Tom: OH YEAH!!!
TJ walks over to Tom, and glares at him.
TJ: What the fuck, man!?
Tom: We're supposed to be helping him, Jackass!
One more of those things, and I'm done with. While TJ argues with Tom. I get to my feet, and waits for him to turn around. He eventually turns around, and I run at him, and connect with the Black Hole Gore, I then lift him to his feet, and connect with the Reaping Death drop. Tom gets in the ring, and runs at me, but I catch him with the Spinebuster before locking TJ in the Lock of Death!
Tom: HELL YEAH!!! KEEP THE HOLD LOCKED IN!!!
TJ refuses to give up, so I put more pressure on the hold, but TJ still refuses to give up, so I put even more pressure on the hold, but TJ STILL refuses to give up, so I put even MORE pressure on the hold, and TJ tries to fight out of it. He tries to get to the ropes, but he fails, and has no choice but to tap out!
DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!
I walk over to Tom, help him to his feet, and he gives me a high five.
Tom: Good fight, yo.
Reaper: Indeed.
I walk over to TJ, and offer my hand. He looks at me before looking at Tom, shaking his head, going to the outside, and walking to the other ring. I turn to Tom with a twisted smirk on my face, and shrug my shoulders.
Tom: Meh. He's a dick. Anyways. You going to watch the others train?
Reaper: Nah, man. You can if you want. I'm not really feeling too good. I'm going upstairs.
Tom nods.
Tom: Alright, man. I understand that. I'll catch ya later.
Reaper: Later.
We exit the ring and Tom walks over to the other ring as I walk up the steps and from there, the scene fades to black.
.........................A Dark Basement, in Winchester, Kentucky.......................................................
The scene opens back up in my dark basement, in Winchester, Kentucky, where I am sitting in the floor, Indian style, holding my golf club, and rocking back and forth, I look into the camera, and begin speaking.
Reaper: It has been a long time since I have spoke to you all from here. Over a year actually. Some of you may be wondering why I am here? I needed to re collect my thoughts and if I have a happy place where I can do that, it is right here. There is a certain evil Preacher on the PCW roster who has put me and my family through a lot. The PCW Platinum champion, the so called ''Evangelist'' Jerry Matthews. First off, the guy lied to me. He told me he was going to help me find out who the masked men were who kept attacking me, but he turned on me and revealed that the two masked men work for him. There names are Harbinger and Pestilence. Next, he told me that he would make me pay for the sins of my sister Rachel and her girlfriend. He also said some bad things about them which didn't make me happy and he kidnapped one of my new friends. As if that wasn't enough. He caused me to accidentally put the love of my life in a coma.
I begin slightly crying, and tears come down my eyes.
Jerry. You probably think you are already making me pay for my sister's ''sins''. You think you have me defeated by messing with my head and that I'm not going to be able to focus during our match, but you couldn't be more wrong, Jerry. People don't get inside my head. I get inside their heads. Rachel and Mariah have committed no Sin. But you... YOU have committed a sin. You have made me angry and you have dug your own grave, Mr Matthews. You have attempted to get inside my head. Now I shall succeed in getting inside yours. I have burned your precious Church down, Jerry, but that is only the beginning.
At Battle Finale III. You and I will be facing each other in a street fight match for the PCW Platinum championship. When I first came to PCW, I promised all of my Reapists, and all of the Lethalities that I would win a championship in this great company. Now I'm finally getting a title shot, and I earned it by defeating YOU in a non title match. You say that win was a fluke as if I cheated or something, but the truth is there was no cheating through the whole match from either of us. I hit you with the Reaping Death drop and I got a clean pin. There should be no excuses on your behalf.
A lot of people probably think I'm going to sit here, talk about all the violent matches I have won and how I'm going to have the advantage in this match, but that's actually not the case. Either of us COULD win this match, but I WILL win this match. You see Jerry. I'm not just fighting for myself. I'm fighting for Team Lethality! I'm fighting for Rachel. I'm fighting for Mariah, and most importantly. I'm fighting for Bella! Failure is NOT a option. I HAVE to win this match, and that is EXACTLY what I'm going to do, Jerry. You're going to have to KILL me to retain the PCW Platinum Championship!
You may be the longest reigning Platinum champion, Jerry, but you only surpassed Kerry Collin's reign because I allowed you too. I could already be the champion, but I have too much respect for the people who wanted that disgraceful reign to be broken. If you thought the guy who defeated you was the REAL Reaper, then you thought wrong! You will be stepping in the ring with the real Reaper at Battle Finale III. You say you don't fear the Reaper, you talk about how the Reaper should fear ''the Evangelist'', but that is a lie. Deep down, you couldn't be more afraid of me. You KNOW that your Platinum championship reign is coming to an end. You're holding on to that title for dear life. You're a desperate man and you know it too.
At Battle Finale III, I will destroy you and become the NEW PCW Platinum champion! Just remember, everyone. Just because seasons don't fear the Reaper, don't mean you shouldn't! Welcome to the world of Lethality.
See you there, Jerry.
The scene fades to black.
The scene opens up in the Intensive Care Unit in the UC San Diego Medical Center, in San Diego, California, where my wife Bella Brooks- Robinson, the Leader of Team Lethality, Danielle Lopez, the PCW General Manager, James Baker, and I are in room 330. I'm sitting in a chair, holding Bella's hand. While she is laying in the Hospital bed still unconscious, plugged to a machine that's keeping her alive, James and Danielle are sitting in chairs on the other side of the room because they want to give Bella and I some space. I am very angry and depressed. I just found out that Bella may never wake up. There is a forty percent chance, and I mostly blame myself for this. It's my fault Bella is in a coma, laying in this Hospital bed. All Jerry Matthews did was dodge my golf club like most people would. He's not the one who struck her with it. He didn't do this. I did this. If only I wasn't so reckless with my golf club. If only I had been more careful. I can't believe I let myself do this to my own wife. The one person who actually loves me more than anything in the world. There is a chance she will never wake up again. How could I do this? I begin sobbing, look down at the floor, and begin speaking.
Reaper: *sobbing* This is all my fault.
James: No, homie. It's not.
Danielle: It was an accident, Reaper. You were aiming at Jerry, but you accidentally hit Bella. Accidents happen.
Reaper: *still sobbing* Yes. It was an accident, but it is still my fault. If I would have been more careful, Bella wouldn't be in a coma right now. We would be at home having dinner together.
Danielle: It was Jerry's fault. Not your's.
James: Jerry pissed you off with all that shit about Mariah and Rachel. You got in a fight with him, you went to take his head off with your fucking golf club, he moved like a little bitch, and you accidentally hit Bella. Shit like that happens, yo.
I wipe my eyes, and somewhat stop sobbing. I'm not really sure what to think at this point. It was an accident. Everyone knows I wouldn't harm Bella on purpose. I was angry at Jerry. I just wanted to take his head off. Missing and accidentally hitting someone else wasn't a possibility I was thinking would happen, but it happened, and it had to happen to the one person I love more than anyone in the world, My wife, the mother of my child, the only person who could calm me down and understand exactly who I am.
Danielle: You think we should go update the others, Reaper?
Reaper: You guys can if you want. I'm going to stay here with Bella a bit longer.
James and Danielle look at each other.
James: I'm going to stay stay with Reaps. You go on, babe.
Danielle: Okay. Be safe, babe.
Danielle kisses James before standing up and leaving the room. James stands up and walks over to the Hospital bed.
James: She's not dead yet, my dude. She could still wake up.
Reaper: There is only a forty percent chance. I don't think she will. I think I have killed my Wife.
I put my right hand over my face, and begin sobbing again.
James: Reaps. I'll say this one more time. This ain't your fault. It's Jerry's fault. He made you do this, and you have to be more confident. Be more positive. Bad shit don't always happen. A forty percent chance is better than no chance, homie, and Bella would want you to beat Jerry's ass and win the Platinum championship.
I stop sobbing, and wipe my eyes. I suppose James makes a good point. Jerry DID cause me to do this. He kept running his mouth about my sister and her girlfriend. If it wasn't for Jerry, none of this would be happening. It is all HIS fault, and he will pay in more ways than one. I'm going to torture his soul and take his championship, but the first thing I'm going to do is burn down his church. I look up, and let out a small twisted chuckle.
Reaper: It's time to go, James. I have a idea.
James gives me a look as if he is interested in my idea.
James: Oh really? What would that be?
A twisted smirk crosses my face.
Reaper: You and everyone else will soon find out.
I stand up, rub my right hand through Bella's hair before leaning over and kissing her on the head.
Reaper: *softly* I love you, babe, and I promise I will have that title when you wake up.
I walk out of the room, and James follows me as the scene fades to black.
.................................Redemption Baptist Church............................................
The scene opens back up outside of the Redemption Baptist Church, in Redemption, Alabama. My Sister, Rachel Robinson, her girlfriend, Mariah Lopez, Laurie Young, Tom Pendergrass, TJ Parks, Crystal Alvarez, Aurora Rose and I are standing around, holding weapons, and looking at the Church. It looks like a ordinary Church on the outside. Nothing really special about it. It's not beautiful, but it doesn't look bad either despite the evil feeling you get on the inside. I suppose the place is taken care of. Actually looks kinda nice. Just a bit older than some Churches, and made of wood. I have my signature black steel golf club, while Tom has Old Faithful, and everyone else has Baseball bats. A twisted smirk crosses my face, and I look over at everyone before speaking.
Reaper: I'm glad you guys came. Although Danielle told you to.
Mariah: How did you know Danielle told us to follow you?
Reaper: Just a lucky guess I suppose. I didn't ask you all to follow me, but I'm happy you did and you're all probably wondering why I had you bring weapons once I found out you were coming.
Mariah: I know I am. Just a bit anyways.
Laurie: Eh, kinda.
Tom: I actually think I know why we're holding weapons, yo.
Rachel: Same. I'm his Twin Sister though, so of course I'm usually expected to know what he's thinking.
TJ lets out a sigh.
TJ: I'm pretty sure I know why, but I'm going to ask anyways. Why are we holding weapons, Reaps?
The twisted smirk on my face turns into a twisted smile.
Reaper: We're going to have some fun before I burn this place to the ground.
Tom raises Old Faithful in the air.
Tom: TONIGHT...........WE FUCKIN' SOME SHIT UP!!!
Rachel: I knew it!
Mariah gives everyone a confused look.
Mariah: Okay. Let me get this straight. We're going to break a bunch of things in the Church just to burn it down afterwards?
Reaper: Exactly.
Rachel: He does it to relieve his stress. He mostly does it for fun though.
Mariah: Makes sense to me.
Tom: Yeah, we did something like this about 3 years back. Now, we gonna fuck some shit up or not!?
Mariah smiles.
Mariah: Lets fuck shit up!
Laurie: Hell yeah!
TJ: I still think it's fucking pointless to break shit when we're just going to burn the fucking place down, but meh. whatever. Lets do it!
We walk into the Church, and begin breaking EVERYTHING we find that can possibly be broken. The windows, the chairs. We break all the doors down, and Tom even takes a wizz in the Holy water. We all look at him, laugh and shake our heads.
Tom: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.......Been holding that in since the flight.
After about forty five minutes. We finally finish breaking everything and walk out of the Church. Of course it looks different on the outside than it did before we went in. It no longer looks like a ordinary Church. It looks like it has been abandoned for a while. The windows are all broken, the front door is broke down. It looks terrible of course, but I actually smile because if the Church looks terrible. It means we had our fun in damaging it, and now I get to do what I came here to do... and that's burn it to the ground.
Tom: I held that in since the flight, and I couldn't find a damn toilet! What the fuck? Doesn't his God believe in bathrooms!?
Rachel: I guess Demons don't piss or shit.
Crystal: He doesn't believe in pissing or shitting.
Reaper: No, but he believes in the Reaper. He will REALLY BELIEVE in the Reaper after this!
I turn to Tom.
Reaper: Did you bring the gasoline?
Tom: Yeah. Hold on. I'll go get it.
Tom walks to the van. After about a minute. He comes back with the jug of gasoline and hands it to me. I walk around the Church and begin pouring the Gasoline on it. After a good ten or fifteen minutes, I finish and walk back over to the other members of Team Lethality who are standing there watching all of this happen.
Reaper: Well. What do you guys think about me burning this place to the ground now?
Rachel: Go for it, bro!
Mariah: You know I'm not going to stop you.
Tom: Burn it to the fuckin' ground!
I let out a twisted laugh. I then lift my golf club in the air.
Reaper: THIS IS FOR BELLA!!!
Flames come up around the Church. After about two or three minutes. The Church catches on fire, and we stand there and watch it burn. It burns for about ten minutes and afterwards, it begins falling apart.
Mariah: So. How long is it going to take for the Church to completely burn down?
Reaper: About thirty minutes.
Mariah: Should we go ahead and leave then?
Reaper: No. I want to stay and make sure this place burns to the ground.
Mariah lets out a sigh.
Mariah: Okay...
About thirty minutes passes, and the Church is completely destroyed. I summon the rain to put out the fire. As it rains. The rest of Team Lethality and I walk to our vehicles. After about a minute we get to our vehicles. I get on my motorcycle, while everyone else gets in the van, we all then drive away as the rain extinguishes the fire, and the scene fades to black.
................................................Da Xtreme Wrestling Academy................................................................
The scene opens back up in the Xtreme Wrestling Academy, where the Leader of Team Lethality, Danielle Lopez, my Twin Sister, Rachel Robinson, her girlfriend, Mariah Lopez, Desiree Miles, Tom Pendergrass, my cousin, TJ Parks, and I are standing around, waiting to train. Danielle looks around at all of us, and begins speaking.
Danielle: I'm glad you all answered my calls and came here to train. Today we will be helping Mariah, Rachel, and Reaper prepare for their matches at Battle Finale III. Rachel and Mariah will be facing Desiree and I to prepare for their match, while Reaper will be facing Tom and TJ in a handicap match.
Mariah: May I ask a question?
Danielle: Sure, Cousin.
Mariah: I understand Rachel and I will be competing against you and Desiree to help us become a better tag team, but how is a handicap match going to help Reaper prepare for his street fight against Jerry?
Danielle smiles.
Danielle: That's a very good question, Cousin. Jerry's men will most likely interfere in the match, so Reaper will need to be prepared to take on more than one person.
Mariah: Oh. I understand now.
Tom: Makes sense to me, yo.
Danielle: Awesome. Anymore questions?
No one says anything.
Danielle: Great. Lets get moving.
Danielle, Desiree, Mariah, and Rachel get in a ring, while Tom, TJ, and I get in another ring. Tom and TJ turn to each other, and have a stare down.
TJ: I'm starting this match, Tom. Go wait on the apron!
Tom: Bitch please! You get on the apron! I'm starting this shit out!
TJ: No. I'm starting this shit out!
Tom: TJ, get the FUCK out of the ring! I'm starting it out!
As Tom and TJ argue with each other. I'm thinking about who exactly I want to start out this match with. Tom is tough, and starting this match out with him would be very interesting, but I kinda want to start it out with TJ. I would like to get my hands on him after he disrespected me on twitter.
Reaper: Hey Tom. Mind if TJ starts things off?
Tom: Wha?
A twisted smirk crosses my face.
Reaper: I kinda want to get my hands on him after he disrespected me on twitter.
TJ's eyes slightly widen, and he turns to Tom.
TJ: You know what, Tom? I'll let you start things off.
TJ pats Tom on the back, and begins walking toward the apron, but Tom grabs him by the shoulder, and pulls him back.
Tom: On second thought, yeah. You go first.
TJ lets out a fake laugh.
TJ: What!? That's crazy, man. You should start things off. You're big, you're bad, and you pack one hell of a punch. If I start thing off. We will have no chance in hell.
Tom: Ring the bell, yo! We got a deadman walking!
Tom goes out to the apron, and TJ lets out a sigh before turning to me.
TJ: Well, Reaps. Lets get this over with.
DING DING DING!!!
TJ and I start things off. TJ goes for a kick to the head, but I duck, and connect with a clothesline. TJ gets to his feet, and I connect with a big boot, I then lift him to his feet, get behind him, and connect with a German suplex before locking in a single leg Boston crab. TJ refuses to give up, so I put more pressure on the hold, but TJ still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. I give TJ a clean break, lift him back to his feet, drag him to the middle of the ring, and I connect with a suplex, I then kneel down, and begin delivering punches to the head. I connect with about seven punches before lifting TJ back to his feet again, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a DDT, I then lift TJ to his feet, and connect with a backbreaker before locking in a surfboard stretch. TJ refuses to give up, so I put more pressure on the hold, but TJ still refuses to give up, and I eventually lose my grip, and release the hold. I then lift TJ back to his feet, deliver a kick to his midsection, and connect with a piledriver before delivering a stomp to the midsection, forcing him to sit up, holding his stomach in pain, I then run into the ropes, run back at TJ, and connect with a running knee strike to the face before lifting TJ back to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a Tiger suplex, I then turn him over, and lock in a Camel clutch. TJ refuses to give up, so I put more pressure on the hold, but TJ still refuses to give up, and I eventually lose my grip, and release the hold before getting angry, and delivering stomps to the back of the head. I connects with about ten stomps, I then lift TJ back to his feet again, and connect with a scoop slam before delivering stomps to the left leg. I connect with about seven stomps, I then lock in the Figure 4 leg lock!
Tom: That's it, Reaps! Crank up the pressure! Don't let up for a second!
TJ gives Tom a confused look, while I have him locked in the Figure 4 leg lock.
TJ: What the hell are you doing!?
Tom: Giving him pointers. What the hell do you think!?
TJ: DUDE!!! He's our oppo...........
I put more pressure on the hold, cutting TJ off.
TJ: AGHHH!!!
TJ refuses to give up, so I put even more pressure on the hold, but TJ still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. I give TJ a clean break, and begin delivering stomps to the left leg. I connect with about nine stomps, I then lift TJ to his feet, drag him to the middle of the ring, and I go for a scoop slam, but TJ reverses it into a headscissors takedown. My mistake. Should have went for something else. I get to my feet, and TJ connects with a dropkick. I get back to my feet, and TJ jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana. I get back to my feet again, and TJ connects with a kick to the head before delivering stomps to my left arm. He connects with about five stomps. I can tell he's beginning to set me up for the Purple and Black armbreaker. If he thinks he's going to make me submit. He has another thing coming. TJ locks in a cross armbar. I refuse to give up, so TJ puts more pressure on the hold, but I still refuse to give up, and begin making my way to the ropes. I eventually get to the ropes, and grab the bottom rope. TJ gives me a clean rope break. Which is something he doesn't give too many people. I believe he gave me one because I'm one of the few people he has respect for, but I also think he gave me one because he is afraid of me. He lifts me to my feet, drags me to the middle of the ring, delivers a kick to my midsection, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker. He may try going for that diving blockbuster he calls ''the Purple Haze'' later. TJ walks over to Tom, and makes the tag.
Tom: THAT'S IT!!!
TJ: Your turn!
TJ goes out on the apron, and Tom gets in the ring. Tom kneels down, and begins delivering punches to my face. He connects with about ten punches. This is the first time I have ever been against Tom rather it be in training or a real match. I completely understand why people say he packs a very hard punch. Tom backs off, I eventually get to my feet, and he connects with a double leg take down before delivering mounted punches. He then lifts me to my feet, gets behind me, and connects with a German suplex before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
I'm a tad confused at this point. Did he really think he was going to beat me with a basic German suplex?
Tom: Get to your feet, and try to do some damage!
I get to my feet, and I'm curious to see if I can beat him at his own game, so I deliver a punch to the head, Tom delivers a punch of his own, and we begin trading punches. Me, Tom, me, Tom, me, Tom, me, Tom, me, Tom, me, Tom, me, Tom gets the upperhand by delivering a kick to my midsection, and connecting with a DDT.
Tom: REAPS!!! Stop wrestling my style of match! NEVER let your opponent force you to wrestle his style or pace.
A twisted smirk crosses my face. I remember back when it was always me giving him advice. He has grown a lot as a wrestler. Now he's giving ME advice, but little does he know. I'm just playing around. I eventually get to my feet, and Tom goes for a clothesline, but I duck, and connect with a enzuigiri, I then lift Tom to his feet, get behind him, and connect with a half nelson suplex before lifting Tom back to his feet, and connecting with a belly to belly suplex, I then lock in a single leg boston crab. Tom refuses to give up, so I put more pressure on the hold, but Tom still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, grabs the bottom rope, and I give him a clean break. Tom gets to his feet, and nods.
Tom: THAT'S what I'm talking about!
I try to surprise Tom with a kick to the head, but he ducks, and connects with a overhead underhook belly to belly suplex, tags in TJ, and goes out to the apron. TJ springboards off the top rope, and connects with a springboard headbutt before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
They're going to have to do more than that to keep me down. TJ lifts me to my feet, and goes for a Irish whip. Bad move. I reverse it into a Irish whip of my own, and TJ runs into the ropes, runs back at me, and I catch ''the Purple Dragon'' with the Powerslam!
Tom: Keep the pressure on! Don't let him get up!
TJ: *in pain* WHAT THE FUCK!?!?
Tom: Quit fucking whining, and take it like a man, Junior!
I turn TJ over, and lock in a ground head lock. TJ refuses to give up, so I put more pressure on the hold, but TJ still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. I give TJ a clean break, lift him to his feet, drag him to the middle of the ring, get behind him, and I connect with a Russian leg sweep, I then lifts TJ back to his feet, deliver a kick to the midsection, and I connect with a piledriver before turning him over, and locking in the Crossface! TJ refuses to give up, so I put more pressure on the hold, but TJ still refuses to give up, so I put even more pressure on the hold, but TJ STILL refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. I give TJ a clean break, lift him to his feet, drag him to the middle of the ring, get behind him, and I connect with a German suplex, I then lift TJ back to his feet, and connect with a scoop powerslam before delivering stomps to the left leg. I connect with about eleven stomps, I then lift TJ back to his feet again, deliver a kick to the midsection, and connect with a DDT before lifting TJ to his feet, and connecting with a sidewalk slam, I then turn TJ over, and lock in a armbar. TJ refuses to give up, so I put more pressure on the hold, but TJ still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. I give TJ a clean break, lift him to his feet, drag him to the middle of the ring, and I connect with the Soul Breaker version 3 before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *Tom breaks the pin*
At this point I think things are about to heat up. I wasn't exactly expecting Tom to do that. I stand up, and glare at him.
Tom: Jerry's Saints are probably going to do that in the street fight, yo!
I suppose Tom makes a good point. I lift TJ to his feet, and go for a suplex, but he fights out of it, lands on his feet behind me, and connects with a neckbreaker, he then begins delivering stomps to my left arm. He connects with about nine stomps before turning me over, and locking in a armbar. Again. I am NOT going to tap out. I refuse to give up, so TJ puts more pressure on the hold, but I still refuse to give up, and begin making my way to the ropes. I eventually get to the ropes, and grab the bottom rope. TJ gives me a clean break, lifts me to my feet, drags me to the middle of the ring, delivers a kick to my midsection, and connects with a DDT, he then lifts me back to my feet, drags me over to Tom, and makes the tag. Tom gets in the ring, they connect with a double suplex, and TJ goes out to the apron. At least they're working together. Tom kneels down, and begins delivering punches to my face. He connects with about twelve punches, he then lifts me to my feet, delivers a kick to my midsection, and connects with a piledriver.
Tom: GET UP, REAPS!!!
I eventually get to my feet, and Tom connects with a clothesline. I get back to my feet, and Tom connects with another clothesline. I get back to my feet again, and Tom connects with a scoop slam. he then kneels down, and begins delivering punches to my face. He connects with about seven punches before lifting me to my feet, delivering a kick to my midsection, and connecting with a swinging neckbreaker, he then turns me over, and locks in a Camel clutch. I refuse to give up, so Tom puts more pressure on the hold, but I still refuse to give up, and Tom eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold before lifting me back to my feet, and connecting with a backbreaker.
Tom: COME ON, REAPS!!! GET UP!!! YOU CAN DO IT!!!
I eventually get to my feet, and Tom hits me with a series of punches he likes to call ''the Louisville Shuffle'' before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
Tom begins delivering stomps to my midsection. He connects with about five stomps before walking over to TJ, making the tag, and going out to the apron. TJ gets in the ring, and locks in a rear chin lock. This move never really works, but it can ware your opponent down a bit. I refuse to give up, so TJ puts more pressure on the hold, but I still refuse to give up, and begin fighting out of it by delivering elbows to the midsection, I then connect with a belly to belly suplex before locking in a cross armbar. TJ refuses to give up, so I put more pressure on the hold, but TJ still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. I give TJ a clean break, lift him to his feet, drag him to the middle of the ring, deliver a kick to the midsection, and I connect with a piledriver, I then lift TJ to his feet, deliver a kick to the midsection, and connect with a swinging neckbreaker before delivering stomps to the left leg. I connect with about ten stomps, I then lift TJ back to his feet, and connect with a scoop powerslam before lifting TJ back to his feet again, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a gutwrench suplex, I then lock in a single leg Boston crab. TJ refuses to give up, so I put more pressure on the hold, but TJ still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. I give TJ a clean break, lift him to his feet, drag him to the middle of the ring, get behind him, and I connect with a German suplex, I then lift TJ back to his feet, get behind him, and I connect with a Tiger suplex before going out to the apron, and climbing to the top turnbuckle I then leap off, and connect with the diving Splash before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!! *kickout*
I lift TJ to his feet, and go for a scoop slam, but TJ fights out of it, lands on his feet behind me, and connects with a Russian leg sweep, he then locks in a cross armbar. I refuse to give up, so TJ puts more pressure on the hold, but I still refuse to give up, and begin making my way to the ropes. I eventually get to the ropes, and grab the bottom rope. TJ gives me a clean break, lifts me to my feet, drags me over to Tom, and makes the tag. Tom gets in the ring, they connect with a double back suplex, and TJ goes out to the apron. Tom lifts me to my feet, and connects with a suplex, he then kneels down, and begins delivering punches to my face. He connects with about nine punches before delivering stomp to the midsection, forcing me to sit up, holding my stomach in pain, he then runs into the ropes, runs back at me, and connects with a running knee strike to my face before lifting me back to my feet, getting behind me, and connecting with a back suplex, he then goes out to the apron. I eventually get to my feet, and Tom springboards off the top rope, and connects with a springboard clothesline before kneeling down, and delivering punches to the face. He connects with about eight punches, he then walks over to TJ, makes the tag, and goes out to the apron. TJ gets in the ring. I eventually get back to my feet, and TJ connects with a spinning wheel kick, he then lifts me to my feet, gets behind me, and connects with a German suplex before delivering stomps to my left arm. He connects with about fifteen stomps, he then lifts me back to my feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker before waiting for me to get to my feet. I eventually get to my feet, and TJ connects with a kick to the head before waiting for me to get back to my feet. I eventually get back to my feet, and TJ runs into one of the turnbuckles, and connects with the Whisper in the Wind before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
TJ goes out to the apron, and climbs to the top turnbuckle. I eventually get to my feet, and TJ leaps off, and connects with the Purple Haze before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
Tom: OH YEAH!!!
TJ walks over to Tom, and glares at him.
TJ: What the fuck, man!?
Tom: We're supposed to be helping him, Jackass!
One more of those things, and I'm done with. While TJ argues with Tom. I get to my feet, and waits for him to turn around. He eventually turns around, and I run at him, and connect with the Black Hole Gore, I then lift him to his feet, and connect with the Reaping Death drop. Tom gets in the ring, and runs at me, but I catch him with the Spinebuster before locking TJ in the Lock of Death!
Tom: HELL YEAH!!! KEEP THE HOLD LOCKED IN!!!
TJ refuses to give up, so I put more pressure on the hold, but TJ still refuses to give up, so I put even more pressure on the hold, but TJ STILL refuses to give up, so I put even MORE pressure on the hold, and TJ tries to fight out of it. He tries to get to the ropes, but he fails, and has no choice but to tap out!
DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!
I walk over to Tom, help him to his feet, and he gives me a high five.
Tom: Good fight, yo.
Reaper: Indeed.
I walk over to TJ, and offer my hand. He looks at me before looking at Tom, shaking his head, going to the outside, and walking to the other ring. I turn to Tom with a twisted smirk on my face, and shrug my shoulders.
Tom: Meh. He's a dick. Anyways. You going to watch the others train?
Reaper: Nah, man. You can if you want. I'm not really feeling too good. I'm going upstairs.
Tom nods.
Tom: Alright, man. I understand that. I'll catch ya later.
Reaper: Later.
We exit the ring and Tom walks over to the other ring as I walk up the steps and from there, the scene fades to black.
.........................A Dark Basement, in Winchester, Kentucky.......................................................
The scene opens back up in my dark basement, in Winchester, Kentucky, where I am sitting in the floor, Indian style, holding my golf club, and rocking back and forth, I look into the camera, and begin speaking.
Reaper: It has been a long time since I have spoke to you all from here. Over a year actually. Some of you may be wondering why I am here? I needed to re collect my thoughts and if I have a happy place where I can do that, it is right here. There is a certain evil Preacher on the PCW roster who has put me and my family through a lot. The PCW Platinum champion, the so called ''Evangelist'' Jerry Matthews. First off, the guy lied to me. He told me he was going to help me find out who the masked men were who kept attacking me, but he turned on me and revealed that the two masked men work for him. There names are Harbinger and Pestilence. Next, he told me that he would make me pay for the sins of my sister Rachel and her girlfriend. He also said some bad things about them which didn't make me happy and he kidnapped one of my new friends. As if that wasn't enough. He caused me to accidentally put the love of my life in a coma.
I begin slightly crying, and tears come down my eyes.
Jerry. You probably think you are already making me pay for my sister's ''sins''. You think you have me defeated by messing with my head and that I'm not going to be able to focus during our match, but you couldn't be more wrong, Jerry. People don't get inside my head. I get inside their heads. Rachel and Mariah have committed no Sin. But you... YOU have committed a sin. You have made me angry and you have dug your own grave, Mr Matthews. You have attempted to get inside my head. Now I shall succeed in getting inside yours. I have burned your precious Church down, Jerry, but that is only the beginning.
At Battle Finale III. You and I will be facing each other in a street fight match for the PCW Platinum championship. When I first came to PCW, I promised all of my Reapists, and all of the Lethalities that I would win a championship in this great company. Now I'm finally getting a title shot, and I earned it by defeating YOU in a non title match. You say that win was a fluke as if I cheated or something, but the truth is there was no cheating through the whole match from either of us. I hit you with the Reaping Death drop and I got a clean pin. There should be no excuses on your behalf.
A lot of people probably think I'm going to sit here, talk about all the violent matches I have won and how I'm going to have the advantage in this match, but that's actually not the case. Either of us COULD win this match, but I WILL win this match. You see Jerry. I'm not just fighting for myself. I'm fighting for Team Lethality! I'm fighting for Rachel. I'm fighting for Mariah, and most importantly. I'm fighting for Bella! Failure is NOT a option. I HAVE to win this match, and that is EXACTLY what I'm going to do, Jerry. You're going to have to KILL me to retain the PCW Platinum Championship!
You may be the longest reigning Platinum champion, Jerry, but you only surpassed Kerry Collin's reign because I allowed you too. I could already be the champion, but I have too much respect for the people who wanted that disgraceful reign to be broken. If you thought the guy who defeated you was the REAL Reaper, then you thought wrong! You will be stepping in the ring with the real Reaper at Battle Finale III. You say you don't fear the Reaper, you talk about how the Reaper should fear ''the Evangelist'', but that is a lie. Deep down, you couldn't be more afraid of me. You KNOW that your Platinum championship reign is coming to an end. You're holding on to that title for dear life. You're a desperate man and you know it too.
At Battle Finale III, I will destroy you and become the NEW PCW Platinum champion! Just remember, everyone. Just because seasons don't fear the Reaper, don't mean you shouldn't! Welcome to the world of Lethality.
See you there, Jerry.
The scene fades to black.
