Main Event

[Allura Desmonds]

Main Event
NCW Pinnacle Championship
Last Man Standing Match
Frostbite © vs Denise De’Vil

RP Limit: 2 Per Person
Deadline: 04/04/20 at 11:59pm eastern time
Grace Period: 04/05/20 at 11:59pm eastern time
Good Luck

[frostbite]

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[thedeathbringer]

Act 1: Gold in my Hands

A sense is what has the power of receiving into itself the sensible forms of things without the matter, in the way in which a piece of wax takes on the impress of a signet-ring without the iron or gold.
Aristotle


The scene opens on the beautiful countryside of New York. The vast fields were now a bright green and the sweet smell of the wild flowers filled the air as the blue jays and robins sang from the tall trees that filled the side of the road. The camera moves further along the road, where we see the small town of Sleepy Hollow. The town looked it was out of a painting and still just as one. The streets were mostly empty and a handful of cars moved along slowly as the trees moved gently in the breeze. The camera moves over the old white church that stood near the graveyard where a fawn and doe stood grazing in the late afternoon. The camera moves along the stream that wound itself along the grounds and soon comes to a stop and the sound of loons and geese broke the silence once again. The camera moves over the town and soon comes to an all to familiar home. The black Victorian home loomed over the street with dark curtains hanging over the tall bay windows on the first floor. The scene changes to the interior of the old house that was darkened by the curtains that covered the windows. The whole house seemed almost filled with dread, loneliness, and almost an emptiness that was otherworldly. The scene changes to the upper floor and we see a bedroom door open and we see the figure of Denise lying on the bed, dressed in a loose fitting shirt and a pair of leggings with a red rose wrapped around each leg. She tosses and turns as if she was lost in a dream if not a nightmare. As reality melts into the shadows of the realm of nightmares and dream scapes. Locked in the darkness it shows a figure. Male and muscled. Dark hair and shimmering green eyes. He appears to be locked in a cell of memories and thoughts. 

We see Denise standing on the edge of the darkness watching it all unfold. She tries to scream out but her voice seems to drift into nothingness. Ambros tries to dig his fingernails into his own wrist as the blood turns black and tendril like and starts to wrap around his other arm as it tries pulling him into his own opened wrist. She tries to move toward him, feeling as if she is being held in place. He screams as each twisted and blackened tendril starts to form those he betrayed. His sister, his wife, his father, his step mother, his brother in and sister in law. As he sees the flashes the tentacles made of veins begins to burn and glow hotter and brighter. She watches the flames rise around the veins and tries once again to scream but still nothing comes out. The flames rise up a violet glow of twin orbs almost like eyes.

Flame: You are their weakness. You are their traitor, their Judas. You are the reason why they will all fail.

Tears start to fall from her dark blue eyes feeling them flowing down her cheeks. As one hits the darkness a small speck of light is seen. Ambros falls to his knees clutching his arm as the flame creature continues to laugh tauntingly at him.

Flames: This is not about you, they no longer care, give in and let the darkness take you.

Ambros: nnnnNOOO!!

Denise screams into the darkness this time her voice drifting though the darkness to him. Everything goes dark. Denise screams as she awakens breathing heavy with tears streaming down her cheeks. She puts her hands to her face as she brings her knees to her chest. She soon falls back to the bed still sobbing all the while as the scene fades to black.


Voice Over: What does one do when all hope is lost? You fight! You fight until the end and put everything that you have on the line! When you have nothing to lose you give it our all!


The scene reopens on the darkness of the night. The street lamps were now glowing brightly casting their lights to the streets below. The sound of crickets are heard chirping through the night. The camera moves to the interior of the home where we had left Denise. The camera moves into the interior of the house where we see a dim light coming from the upper floor. In the same bedroom where we left Denise before we now see her standing in front of the mirror dressed in a black leather duster and shirt underneath that read Deathbringer on the front of it. Her long black hair was pulled back from her face in loose pony tail with a pair of black leather pants adoring her legs. Her long black leather boots had been shinned and the spurs seemed to almost chimed as she placed them on her boots. On her hands a pair of finger-less gloves done in a rough black leather and a few studs were placed along the back of the hands.

Denise: Do you know what it's like to have everything taken from you Frostbite? I have lost everything and I am willing to do anything and everything to take it all back. You see I've been looking forward to this match for a long time. Ever since Genocide I've been wanting to get my hands on that title. I was denied by the one woman that I hate more than anything on this planet at the moment. Have you ever felt a hatred that much that you were willing to do anything to put an end to them? I bet you have. Frostbite you and I were the last two standing in Genocide and you managed to get the best of me in the end but not this time. This is where it all ends for you! It was taken from me no matter how you look at it! If it hadn't been for...

She lowers her head, and sighs shaking her head.

Denise: No, there is not point in blaming others when yes I did take my eyes off of what was important at that moment didn't I? Even this time I have a full night, but the first match is one that I will win and just move on to another and then this one. We are both in the five verses five verses five and I will not hold back in that one either. But neither of us will be fresh when we go into this match. It will just come down to who wants that title all that much more.

She looks at herself in the mirror one last time and grabs a bag off of her bed, and places the wide brimmed hat on top of it before turning and walking out of the room. She starts down the stairs as her boots clicked along the wooden steps.

Denise: I'm sorry to hear of your condition but at least you're not letting it get to you. If this is your time to see an end to your career then it's better that you lose the title to me. At least I'll bring honor to it. Unlike a few others that have their sights set on it. But like you said if this is your time to slip from the mortal coil then so be it At least you'll go out with a smile... Or a grimace... Depends on what I do to you in the middle of the ring. This match will not be an easy one let alone a peaceful match. Blood will be spilled but it won't be mine. Who am I kidding? You'll do everything that you can to stop me, and I will keep up just to show you that I am not going to back down from anything that you can throw at me.

She soon reaches the front door and walks out into the night. Her spurs clicked along the stone steps as she walked down the steps toward a Harley that sat at the bottom of the stairs.

Denise: The time has come to put those that have wronged me down and rise above those that want to stop me. I will take what is rightfully mine and leave them with nothing. That includes you Frostbite. You just get the tail end of what is left in me. But just know that I will be ready for anything that you throw at me. I'm not afraid of what is to come. I am fearless! They have taken everything away and that included my chance to get my hands on the Pinnacle Championship. This is where it all ends for you Frostbite and my title reign will begin, and I will not let go of that title until I am damned good and ready to. I don't think I really have anything else to say to you Frostbite without sounding like  a broken record. Just know that you can try to stop me but I will fight you tooth and nail to take you down, and will not fail, nor will I fall that easily. Bring everything that you have into the middle of the ring and try to stand against me as long as you can and pray to whatever God you believe in that you don't end up on the mat for the 10 count. The Death Bringer comes and she comes for thee! See you soon Frostbite, and good luck you're going to need it.

She smiles as she places a strange looking helmet over her head. The skull like face within it seemed to glow underneath the blackness of it. The Harley comes to life and she soon takes off through the countryside as the scene fades to black.