Main Event

[Allura Desmonds]

Main Event
Last Man Standing Match
Pinnacle Championship Match
RJ Watley (c) vs Evan Storm

RP Limit: 2 Per Person
Deadline: 04/30/19 at 11:59pm eastern time
Grace Period: 05/02/19 at 11:59pm eastern time
Good Luck

[Uh Oh]

The scene opens on the beautiful town of Sleepy Hollow. The trees were now in full bloom and the tourists had started to come in droves to take in the beauty of the small town. The camera moves over the town and comes to a stop on the old Victorian home where the window were open letting the fresh air inside. Ambros is seen sitting on the floor in the lotus position shirtless. His torso covered in faded scars. His once powerful chiseled torso now displaying flesh over ribs as he lost weight and muscle mass from being in the coma for months. The sound of heeled boots moving along the hard wood floors and soon stops behind him. He remains motionless the only sound coming from him is a steady intake of breath in through his nose and exhales through his mouth slowly. His fingers moving through the hand signs of the kuji-kiri.

Denise: How long have you been sitting there?

Ambros: Shortly before dawn.

Ambros replies without opening his eyes or rising staying in the same position.

Ambros: I tried not to wake you.

Denise smiles and kisses him lightly.

Denise: That's sweet. I've been awake a while.

Ambros: How are you feeling?

Denise: I'm fine. I heal quickly. How are you feeling? You've been through a lot...

Ambros: with Sha my healing is coming along well but I need to build up my muscle, reflexes, and hand eye coordination again, I won't be jumping in for the Pinnacle time soon.

"Or ever" He thinks to himself.

Denise: Don't be silly, you will be in the ring again soon enough.

Ambros: Ambushing Evan and Gunnar was fun but if I didn't catch them by surprise Gunnar would have easily overpowered me.

Denise: I know. The look on Gunnar's face was priceless.

Ambros: It was, I have to work hard but be careful not to reinjure myself it can be frustrating sometimes

Ambros: Your love and support helps a lot.

He stands and stretches his legs being careful not to overdo it.

Ambros: Are you ready for your match?

Denise: I am. It's not going to be easy but I'll get my title back.

Ambros: I am sorry about you losing your title. I don't remember much. Everything is a little foggy.

Denise: It's alright. It was only a matter of time before it happened.

Ambros: You will do it. How about you grab a shower and I will make breakfast for us.

Denise: That sounds like a wonderful idea.

Ambros kisses her.

Ambros: Anything you want in particular?

Denise: Anything would be nice.

AMbros: orange juice, milk, eggs, bacon, french toast, and fruit sound good?

Denise smiles and kisses him before she turns away heading toward the stairs.

Denise: That is perfect.

Ambros smiles watching her head upstairs. He waits until he hears the water run and turns to start cooking. Ambros looks around and sees a fist smash into his face as he stumbles back. He sees through double vision Evan Storm. He is brandishing the knife Ambros had set down to cut up the fruit.

Evan: Morning boy.

Ambros throws a right cross but it isn’t up to the speed it once was. Evan ducks and kicks Ambros in the knee. He then slashes the blade across Ambros’ chest. He then grabs Ambros by the throat and slams him kidneys first into the sink.

Evan: You are done little boy. Just stay home and play house for your woman. Keep her happy and distracted. End the hunt for your sister or I will end you.

Ambros spits in Evan’s face who just smirks at him and then Ambros surprises him with a jab to the ribs and then an uppercut. Evan stumbles back. Ambros catches him with a headbutt but both men look woozy.

Evan: Still got a little fight left in ya boy?

Ambros goes for a spinning sole kick but Evan catches his leg and stabs the knife into his leg and then grabs him by the throat and trips him to the kitchen floor.

Evan: You say a word to any of them about this… meeting and your sister will never be found. Then I will take out anyone you ever had polite conversation. You aren’t the unstoppable warrior you once were. You are a broken little house boy.

Evan slams Ambros’ head against the floor and then steps on his ribs and walks out of the kitchen vanishes. Ambros sits up holding his rib and grabs his shirt and rips it to staunch the bleeding and then starts to clean up the kitchen and get dressed before Denise can finish her shower.

Scene Ends

A loud explosions ears ringing people screaming. Panic, fear, heat, and fire. He drops face first into the sand. A shaking hand grips the MK18 mod 1. He struggles to one knee and starts opening fire screams, bullets whizzing by and blood staining the sand. He reached out to Jeff who was next to him before the explosion and the world erupting in chaos. He grabbed Jeff blindly dragging him back towards his team when another explosion sends the world into darkness.

Evan sits up body soaked in a cold sweat. He ran a shaking hand over his sopping forehead. He turned and set his feet on the cold floor. One thing about being back in New England the cold. It was a reminder he escaped the scorching Hell that was the middle east. He stood up and took a sip of the glass of water that was next to the bed.

Evan: You’re back home. You are in control.

He threw the glass as it shattered against the wall. He felt this constant need to break, shatter, and destroy. He thought wrestling would help. He sought out an Olympic champion who did nothing but held him back. He formed an alliance with the most famous businessman in North America and for a few months they ruled NCW. Then in one night it all came crumbling down. Ambros returned and cost Gunnar the Pinnacle title. Gunnar left shortly followed by Devin and the Social Graces. He helped them all get the top titles and because Gunnar dropped the ball they fled and left him picking up the pieces. Holding an obstinate prisoner and an army of crazed demon worshippers hunting him. He was spending the vast majority of the money Gunnar paid him on hiring mercs to attack and guard. He barely has enough put aside to cover his bounties. He picks up the phone and dials a number.

Evan: Yeah, how is our princess in the tower?

He listens for a few seconds.

Evan: Well that is why tI told you to keep her gagged. Well if he tried doing that he deserved to get it bitten off. Just keep her tied and gagged I’ll go there and feed her. Don’t forget to pay Saints and his boys for taking out RJ. I doubt he will show up.

Evan hangs up the phone.

Evan: He’ll show up. Those C.L.I.T. guys don’t know when to roll over and die. Time to get my game face on.

Scene fades to black.

The scene opens on the backstage area where we see Evan Storm standing with Maria Reyes. Evan is dressed in military style fatigue wrestling tights and boots. His wrists and knuckles taped to avoid injury. His hair cut short his eyes are intense.

Maria: Welcome ladies and gentlemen to a quick interview with Evan Storm.

Evan turns and looks at Maria raising an eyebrow.

Evan: A quick interview? Do you have somewhere to be? Do you have a more important guest to interview? More important than the current number one contender. Soon to be Pinnacle champion, the man who is currently in the main event? Tell me, do you?

Maria: I wanted to get a few words from you about your match against RJ Watley. After tonight things could change in more ways than one. What do you think your chances are here tonight?

Evan steps closer to her invading her personal space glaring down at her menacingly.

Evan: My chances? I hospitalized Ambros Nocturne. I ended the careers of Don master, Hiro Masamune, La Cazadora. I chased Killian Gavin and Frostbite out of NCW. I am the destroyer and the conqueror. I should be the champion as we speak. I retired the "terrifying" Darkson. All RJ did was sneak attack me. He defended the title at a house show and then hid behind Allura's skirt. Do you really think the walking STD is any match for me? Do you?!?

Maria: I can't say. I mean both of you are strong competitors if nothing else and he did manage to take down some big names in the Genocide match.

Evan scoffs.

Evan: Who did he take out that was a big name? The big dumb moron who couldn't even beat KG, Ragnarok? The walking diaper change Uh Oh? Or do you mean Darkson? Is that the big name you are talking about? So two retired losers and one still active loser. Some big names. Pathetic. Unlike the people I eliminated. Like the current Bloody hardcore champion Deimos. Big Scott Stonewall. Former Bloody hardcore champion Katsa. Former Siren Champion Denise De'Vil. And even RJ's brother JJ. Look at the people he eliminated compared to the people I eliminated

Maria: I guess... What about Katsa?

Evan: She is none of your concern. She is where she will be until my goals are achieved. You worry about your next Pinnacle champion standing here before you and you learn to show me the proper respect.

Maria: I'm sorry... Do you have anything to say to RJ before your match?

Evan: He will be joining his old friend KG at the retired list of NCW. Because I will finish what Angellus and company started on Assault. The King is dead...long live THE KING!

Evan holds his arm up and stares coldly into the camera.

Maria looks at him with wide eyes but smiles softly.

Maria: Thank you for your time Mister Storm.

Evan walks off the camera not saying anything more.