The Battle Continues 05.18.2124 from Antilla

Post date: Feb 8, 2010 4:53:01 AM

- Back in Antilla -

There was a small fire built. Pendragon was standing around it. He appeared to be waiting.

"Oh this is a great night Pendragon," said Witchdoctor as he stepped closer to the light to where his face could barely be seen from the glow of the small fire. "Ah tonight we celebrate the gift you have brought me."

Witchdoctor pulled out the Battlefield title admiring it. "Do you know much about this belt, Pendragon?" asked Witchdoctor with a disturbing grin.

Pendragon shook his head, "No other than it was a part of the war in some fashion. All I know is that at the end of the war the ROC was who had possession of it."

Witchdoctor continued to have the disturbing smile on his face, "Well let me give you a little history lesson Pendragon. Back when the war started, Murdok created a belt much like Nicodemus did with the Essence titles." He continued, "The belt he created was this one and was called the Battlefield Title as it was not a sanctioned belt. He created it from some of his fallen zombies and is said to possess the soul of Murdok. In essence, the soul of the Plague!"

Witchdoctor eyed Pendragon, who shifted uncomfortable some. "Are you worried that you might contract the Plague? Hahaha! No, I think if that was a problem the ROC would have been dead by now from being in possession of it for awhile. Remember those people I inflicted?"

Pendragon nodded and continued to listen, "With this title I plan to unlock the secrets of the Plague to make my version of it...more productive."

"Is that really necessary? They already can't seem to cure the people already attacked by the zombies," said Pendragon.

"Oh such a kind caring heart, Pendragon. That's why I like you though. You want to get the job done, but don't want to worry about overdoing it. I guess that's why I'm the kook! Hahahaha!" Witchdoctor threw some items into the fire and it flared up some more.

Witchdoctor chanted a few words that were in a different language before continuing, "What I'm going to do is access the Soul of the Plague in this belt. It won't be an easy or quick process, but it will be well worth the effort. Bwuwhahahaha!" Turning towards Pendragon, "I am so pleased with your gift to me that once I am complete with this process I will give you what you want. I will burn your ban on the title hunt in the aCe. Then you will be able to compete again, and I will no longer be considered a joke. It's a win for the both of us. Now leave me, I have work to do."

Pendragon turned and left as Witchdoctor chanted over the belt and the fire.....

- Battlefield -

Aspin Northstar and The Archangels vs. Zombie Dreadnaught, Mr. Bloat, and Rotwurm-Subprime

Exodus defeated Rotwurm-Subprime with a WRATH OF GOD at 20:39

Match Rating: 4.50

Match Notes: The ROC members surprised the members of Dead Rising. They easily had the fight in their favor the whole time. Aspin and the Archangels were out to prove a point and beat on Bloat and the two zombies much after they had obviously won the fight. Feeling like they had made their point Aspin looked at their fallen foes....

Aspin: "Alright assholes, I have a message for you to give to Witchdoctor."

Zombie Dreadnaught: "Eaaaghh!!!!"

Aspin kicks Zombie Dreadnaught back down and turns towards the Archangels who are dragging Bloat closer to Aspin.

Aspin: "Ah so hopefully this one can talk..."

Bloat: "Wh..." *SMACK* Aspin hits Bloat hard across the face before he could get anymore out.

Aspin: "You're going to shut up and listen. Aegis has an offer for you. He's offering himself for Trisis at the next PPV. If the ROC loses...you can have Aegis in addition to Trisis. The ROC wins, and we get Trisis back. How does that sound? You think you can relay that back."

Bloat: "I thin.." *SMACK* Aspin hits Bloat again.

Aspin: "Good, I thought so."

Just then there was a groan in the distance that sounded like more groaning. Not wanting to chance being outnumbered against more members of Dead Rising, and giving out their message, the ROC members retreated and escaped.

- Later... -

Pendragon stepped back into the room where Witchdoctor was still chanting over the belt and fire.

"I wanted to be left alone I said," barked Witchdoctor.

"I understood that but I bring you news from one of your great recruits," said Pendragon as he dragged in Mr. Bloat who looked a little worse for wear. "Rott and Ruined brought him, Dreadnaught, and Rotwurm back. Apparantly, Aspin and the Archangels got the best of them."

"Are they getting closer to where we are located?" asked Witchdoctor.

Mr. Bloat tried to pull himself together, "Aaah don't know. They did run into us not to far from here. It wouldn't surprise me if they did. They definitely got the jump on us like they expected us to come through."

"Aarrg! I thought I busted your ass out of jail to help out with things! You can't even keep the area around our base safely guarded!" Witchdoctor looks as though he was about to strike Bloat with his staff but held back at the last second. "Oh why waste my efforts on you? Look at you someone has done beat me to it."

Bloat turning back towards Witchdoctor continued, "They did have a message for you. They said at the upcoming PPV they wanted to fight us. They wanted it to be the ROC vs Dead Rising. They said that if they win they want Trisis back. If they lose Aegis said he would surrender himself to you."

This caught Witchdoctor's attention, "Hmmm really now? That's very interesting. I love having the wife of the leader of the ROC on my side, but it would be infinitely so much better to have the leader himself.....Heh....I could use Aegis even in the final processes of extracting the Soul!"

A wide grin spread across his face as he turned towards Pendragon, "Make sure you get in contact with the aCe and get the match booked. Let them know that I will pick the rules I see fitting and we will discuss that later."

Pendragon bent down as he said, "As you wish Witchdoctor." Pendragon walked out.

"Well if this isn't a pleasant turn of events." Witchdoctor let out an evil laugh as Bloat left, leaving Witchdoctor alone with the fire...

Overall Card Rating: 4.50