Wolverina vs Mystery Opponent

[haven]

"Ladies and gentlemen the following contest, formerly a singles match, has been changed to a street fight per orders from Jaggeroth! Introducing first, hailing from Blair, Nebraska, and weighing in at 150 pounds, she is the current GHW Champion and YOUR Princess.... WOLVERINA!"



"That piece of crap Jaggeroth! Has he no limits?"
"Perks of the job. He can change whatever he wants to. I feel so sorry for that poor woman."

As her song, Adrenaline, plays Wolverina comes out in her usual American Gladiatoress ring attire.



There's no pep in her step as she slowly walks her way to the ring, her face sullen, eyes swollen in testimony to sleepless nights recently. Her gait to the ring is one of a broken woman mentally, physically, and emotionally. She tags no hands on the way down and merely goes to her corner of the ring as though simply going through the motions at this point.

"The absence of Dustin Delta doesn't surprise me here. After what happened last week, I don't think they'll be able to look at one another again."
"Jaggeroth has opened the flood gates of hell upon GHW. There's not a boundary he won't push, as he clearly showed us last week."

Haven wipes a fresh tear from her eye before getting busy with a few unmotivated stretches.

TBCB Faggeroth.

[Psychotic Circus]

-The light began to fizzle as the Butcher-tron lit up to a chorus of fans cheering their stupid, little heads off. The face that greeted them was the face of pure evil clad in a striped business suit.-

"Haven, the path to redemption is a long and argues journey. I will fight you at every step of the way to make sure your soul ends up in the bottomless pit with me when damnation comes for us all. Say...where's Dustin at tonight? I would of thought he'd be close by to hump your leg every chance he got...hehehehehe..."

-A figure slowly appeared in the shadows of the entrance ramp, its ghastly eyes staring bullets at the People's so called Princess.-

"Tonight, your next step will be to defeat someone you could never beat in the past. Another ghost from time forgotten has arisen to take you down from your high place, and cast you into the fire. Remember, it's do or die time now, if you fail here, you journey takes a sudden dive and revenge will never truley be yours. Your opponent tonight, from the Whispering Hills of Seward Nebraska...Sarah Hawk!"

-The spot light shined down on the intimidating figure of Sarah Hawk, the Banshee Queen of the Psychotic Circus as she stormed into the ring with the bell ringing to start this match off.-

TBCB: Raperina.

[haven]

"Sarah Hawk destroyed Wolfie once before under orders from Jaggeroth!"
"She beat her 2 falls to 0 in a best out of three falls that night and she looks just as vicious now as she did then! Poor Wolfie!"

As Sarah bounds onto the apron of the ring in preparation to enter the squared hell, Wolverina bull rushes from the center of her palace with explosiveness and throws herself shoulder first through the two upper ropes. The unexpected Spear catches the evil doer completely off guard and sends her hurtling backwards through the air and onto the thinly padded floor. Haven, not at all worse for wear and driven by pure hate now, flops onto her with a full mount and begins raping her face with fists of fury. Hawk manages to free up her arms to provide some defense, but the People's Princess powers right through it with some MMA style ground-n-pound, complete with lethal elbow strikes that opens a small gashes on her opponent's nose and right eyebrow. The onslaught is too overwhelming for Jaggeorth's minion-of-the-night and she is soon all but helpless as Haven grabs her by the sides of her head and rams her own forehead into her repeatedly. The sound of skull on skull collision churns a few stomachs nearby.

"Oh no! I think Haven is cracking a little bit. She's like a woman possessed out there!"
"It is safe to say 'no more good girl' now. Jaggy has flipped her switch."

With a demoness growl accompanying her, the GHW Champion yanks up her prey and hefts her dazed frame onto her shoulders in a configuration very familiar to Jaggeroth. This may be the only way to get back at him for all he's done recently, so she was going to make the best of it. The Cutey Pie Cornhusker stares a death look up the aisle at him before turning and ruthlessly depositing Sarah onto the steel ring steps with the pestilential fury of the……

"BILE DRIVER! BILE DRIVER!"
"If the Great Satan of GHW wasn't going to eat her soul before, he certainly is now! What an act of defiance!"
"And suicide!"

The woman Jag had sent to do his bidding lies in a ruinous heap at Haven's feet. The Queen of Extreme looks down at her then up the ramp at Jaggeroth with a 1,000 yard stare, before setting course to end the match basically as soon as it began.


TBCB Jaggeroth

[haven]

But as soon as she turns, the big boot of Horde member Henry Cooper crushes her pretty face, sending her snapping to the floor. The rest of the Horde converge on her by means of the crowd barricade and commence to stomping the ever loving crap out of her. The fans wail aloud in freight but it all falls on deaf ears. They grab her up and lift her high into the air, so that she is facing the rafters, then hurl her onto the steel steps with the same cruel intentions that she'd done with Sarah Hawk just moments ago. The poor girl's body careening into the unforgiving steel makes a god-awful sound and leaves her decimated on the outside mats.

What a bunch of sick heathens! The Horde is here and they have just destroyed Wolverina."
"This is just sick! They're aren't done either. Look at them. They're picking her back up."

It's true. Half of the Horde hold her up vertical while the others remove the top ring step from the bottom one. A cowed silence follows as the crowd watches on in horror at Henry Cooper using his big body to pick up the heavy steps with ease. Those who have Haven held captive sprawl her out onto the resting set of ring stairs, making sure to place her head only on it. Cooper looks up the ramp at a jubilant Jaggeroth, who claps his hands and waves him on with permission. Henry heaves the steps up some just past his chest then releases the steel projectile down onto the head of the People's Princess. The scene, as you would expect, is gruesome.

They toss the obliterated woman into the ring then drag the still dazed and confused Sarah Hawk in there with her. And after bullying the referee into position, Henry tosses Sarah atop Haven in a pinning type predicament. The zebra-man has no other choice but to call the fall.

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Ding Ding Ding.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner of the match... Sarah Hawk!"

"Bwahahahahah! My Horde, you have pleased me, but now it is time for the cherry on the desecration sundae. Lower it."

On his command, a satanic looking structure that looks a lot like the symbol on Jaggeroth's banner descends from the rafters. The Horde move quickly and get it in place, before snatching Wolfie up and tying her to the structure.

"They are going too far! This is insane. They are going to crucify her!"
"I think this is Jaggeroth's sick, twisted way of getting into the Easterr holiday spirit."

With Haven in place, the Horde look to their master and await any further instructions.

TBC (and EOT'd) by Jaggeroth.

[Psychotic Circus]

-The Master of Ceremonies paraded down the entrance ramp with Jerry Nate in tow. The duo of Devilish Decadence laugh while Sarah Hawk rubs her wounds over with a sneer forming up her mouth in disgust, she had needed help from below with her task.-

"Haven! Look at me...hey, HEY!"

-A chaotic laughter flowed from the P.A system from Jaggeroth's lungs as fingers snapped in front of Haven's face, but was answered only with moans and the lovely sounds of dripping blood sploshing from his Prey's lips. He watched on as she dangled helplessly from the Pentagram made of hand forged metal, the thoughts of her destruction, it could happen in so many ways, drove him to the verge of madness yet again.-

"Listen Haven, listen very carefully. I'm not done with you just yet. I could end this all right here, right now, but I won't. I need to see you suffer even more, I need to see you bleed even more than you need to suffer. You always used to tell me, back when we drove cross country in the old truck with Darth and Chris Pyro, you used to say how all sins would be payed off in blood. I always wanted to punch you right in your dumb mouth every time when you chimed in while Darth and I plotted against the likes of Ryan Hughes and Hayden Hardkore back in the good old days. But, then I got to thinking about it...I've paid for all of my sins against you, in double. You've stopped my heart from beating twice. Twice have I been sent down into the pit. Twice I have given every last drop of life force from my being...all to pay you back for one sin..."

-The Psycho King held up his sickly looking captive as she hung there, like her the Jesus she tried to be, but was ultimately failing at. The eye holes in Jaggeroth's mask had gone dark as he shook her head slowly from side to side, getting a real good look at her.-

"It's time for you to pay for your sins. I'll be the ferryman who takes you across the river Thames, the ocean of damnation, and I will personally deliver you into the arms of the Great Betrayer, the snake of the garden, myself. No longer can you hide behind your false idols told about in the book written for sheep. Your god has abandoned you, your pride being your falling grace from his side. You speak always of the new testament. I will punish you in the ways of the old. I...will....eat...you...soul."


-The Nebraskan Leviathan loosened his death grip as the pentagram started to rise up into the rafters.-

"Haven, you failed in your mission. The title is now mine. And you will never get it back. My judgment has come, you have sullied these hallowed halls for the last time. Prepare for next week...I will render your body useless before I take the final, crushing blow that ends the spirit..."

-The lights flickered as Haven hung from the pentagram before the strobe effect took place, concealing the Circus in darkness before they returned to normal. The ring empty of any evidence of their presence.-

EOT