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Episode 18: The Stillwater Butcher VS The Walking Apocalypse
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Ringing…
Ringing…
Ring-
Click!
You have reached the DeWinter Sisters residential home of the dashingly-
I'm so sorry to have cut you off but it's an emergency! Can you please put Kiki on the phone?
Give us one moment.
At Isabella's Penthouse, the Boss walked in with a ticket for her girlfriend, but happens to catch her calling on the phone in a bit of a panic.
Isabella: Hey, are you going to be able to hang in there?
Bella: [looks at her sadly] I don't want you to get hurt by that tyrant…
Isabella: Tyrant? Oh, you mean Killbane… Nah, I've dealt with him before, and I've learned a few tricks… I'll be fine…
Bella: [puts the phone down and sniffles] I want to believe that, but he's a giant brute, and some of your fans who has known you having the strength of Achilles…
Isabella: Um, the strength of what again?
Bella: Of a great warrior, a worthy fighter…
Isabella: Ahh, uh, yeah… I can see that…
Bella: Regardless, seeing you on the ring, preparing yourself for a choke slam, and him grabbing you by the neck, I… I can't-
The Boss wrapped her arms around Bella's shoulders and snuggles her, reassuring her that everything is going to be ok as long as she does not hesitate.
Isabella: You worry too much about the minor stuff…
Bella: It's Killbane… The "kill" part is what's terrifying me, plus, um, this "MurderBrawl" thingy? Um, according to Kinzie's research, people are either dead, and going home with internal bleeding before they end up dying… I just don't want that to happen to you, I don't know how to live with myself, I…
Isabella: [kiss her head softly] I'll be ok… Do you trust me?
Bella: [hesitantly nods and sniffles]
Grabbing the nearby tissues on her nightstand, cleaning the tears from Bella's face, Isabella handed her a ticket before asking her to give her the phone that has been on hold.
Isabella: [hears the message from the holder] Oh, you trying to call the DeWinter Sisters? Which one? Viola? Kiki?
Bella: Kiki…
Isabella: [hung up Bella's phone] Here! I have her number saved to my phone!
Bella: [eyes sparkling] Oh my gosh, really?
Isabella: Yeah, I'll send it to you…
Bella: Oh my god! Thank you Isa!
Frozen. Completely frozen when hearing Bella calling her girlfriend by a short version of her actual name. Sure, Viola and Kiki always said it, even Zoë did it too at a time, but Bella said it for the FIRST time. That sweet, soft, angelic voice… pierced the Boss's ears, and all was running rampant within her head.
When Bella leaped into the Boss's arms to embrace her tightly, she looked up to see her girlfriend's face. Discombobulated by her gaze, Bella questioned her confusion.
Bella: Isabella? Um, did I say something-
Isabella: Say that… th-that again, please…
Bella: What? Isa?
Without hesitation, Isabella forcibly got on top of her, on all fours, breathing heavily as she stared into her eyes. Bella's eyes widen by the sight, and kept staring back at her girlfriend for not knowing what to say.
Isabella: Sorry, the way you say it, it sounds serene… Like, angelic… It was sweet, tasty, like…
Bella: [smile warmly] Appealing?
Isabella: Charming…
Bella: Delighted?
Isabella: Sexy…
After that, both engaged in a make out session until it resorted into a make out sex… and as it continues on, the scene switches over by the other Saints.
A couple of hours later, hordes of men and women, rattling for the moment of wanting to enter MurderBrawl, in Yearwood. All of them, including loads of longtime fans of the Walking Apocalypse, Killbane, and the infamous, irresistible, alluring, the Stillwater Butcher, Isabella Lycian; the security guards and V.I.P Members couldn't hold the line without tripping over bodies and throwing themselves into the screaming crowd.
The rest of the Saints, however, were making it through the back way of the building: Shaundi, Cynthia, Bella, Isabella's daughters from Genki, Pierce, and so on, to avoid the crowds incompetence.
The scene went over a vehicle pulling up to the old Syndicate building, a vehicle that is a matte black Sovereign, and inside it as a window rolled down in the driver seat are two sisters: Viola and Kiki DeWinter.
Kiki: Sure you don't need me in there?
Viola: [sighs] No.
Kiki: It'll be suicide.
Viola: I'm self-aware.
Kiki: [clicks tongue] Ok. Listen, sister, I might be the "babiest" of the family, whatever that means, I have the best chance of seeing this through! No ifs, ands, or buts! Got it? Don't you dare back me out!
Viola: [looks at her] Sure you want to go with me? In this building?
Kiki: Sister, please. We are the DeWinters by blood. No one fucks with the DeWinter Sisters!
It was a great shock to hear her sister say those words, and frankly it was admirable to hear it as well. Her eyes widened for a second before taking a deep ponder. "That's a great motto," Viola said in thought, "To think Kiki said something so profound, honestly I can't believe it."
Viola: "No one fucks with the DeWinter Sisters." [soft chuckle] I like that phrase. [nods] I love those words. Looks like you need me after all.
Kiki: We need us.
Viola: [smile] We need us. The Morningstar. The Syndicate. They need us.
In sync, both open up the car doors, and closed it, as one walked over to stand side by side, and confidently walked to the front doors of the Syndicate tower… and reclaimed what was rightfully theirs.
Tonight's been a great night and it's not slowing down Bobby!
An incredible night Zach, and now it's for the main event! I can't wait! Let's do it!
There he is Bobby, Eddie "Killbane" Pryor, The Walking Apocalypse himself… You can't help but wonder how the Stillwater Butcher can compete!
I'll tell you Zach, this psycho is a complete whack job! You know, when this guy came out of the womb- he literally choked out the doctor with his own umbilical cord, he's that fucking sick!
Isabella: [sigh] I'll be ringside, keeping the Luchadores off your ass while you finish off Killbane… Good luck man…
Well, there it is Bobby… The Saints, receiving no love from the audience here!
Might want to take that back for sure because the women here are cheering and flashing their tits from just looking at the contestant!
Oh yeah you're right Bobby they are raving mad and continue to chant her name! Wait OH MY GOD! It's Angel De LaMuerte!
Angel De LaMuerte; the 2nd half of The Pale Riders, sometimes regarded as the Herald of the Walking Apocalypse; the youngest wrestler to ever win the Super K Cup is here in the Stillport Arenal!
History is writing itself tonight Zach! After his questionable loss to Killbane years ago, Angel dropped off the face of the Earth! If you're a fan of MurderBrawl, this is shaping up to be the best night of your life!
In the crowd, Bella sat next to Molly and the rest of the Genki girls to watch the showdown between Isabella and Killbane's fight. Too scary for her to watch but with friends and companions by her side, it shouldn't be too difficult to sit back and watch, should it? On the ringside down below, Isabella popped her neck and her knuckles to make sure she isn't stiff enough, making sure that her fists are itching for a fight; though speaking of fighting, she saw a bunch of Luchadores, trying to interrupt the fight by distracting Angel. The Boss uses this time to think of a plan while breaking their ankles, and pulling them down, beating them as if her life depended on it.
Alright and here we go… The Butcher of Stillwater, swaggering in… and speaking of surprises, here comes the Luchadores in force!
The Butcher, getting help from the fans!
This has just turned into a lumberjack match from hell!
Alright Bobby, this is a classic matchup: speed vs power, youth vs age, brains vs brawn!
Well you know the fact that these two were tag team partners really adds another layer to the whole dimension! They trained together, they know what to expect! One wrong move can end the entire match, and you gotta wonder if Angel is gonna be able to keep his cool!
In the stands, Bella's heart quickens when witnessing her girlfriend pummeling the crap out of the Luchadores. Most of the time she flinched, shielding her eyes with her hands and turning away to not witness any more gruesome scenes that were happening. Still, at the end of the day, it was for protecting and providing backup for her Saint, Angel. She get the gist of it, but it felt like an unnecessary act.
Meanwhile in the ring, Angel climbed up on the corners to perform a wrestling move by jumping on Killbane's neck, locking in, but the big brute was impossible to maneuver as he grabbed Angel where he was, and threw him out of the ring with ease.
OH MY GOD! Angel is out of the ring!
This is punishing to watch, the Luchadores are man handling Angel!
He's getting kicked around like a sack full of dead puppies!
My god- Wait, the Butcher of Stillwater is making her way towards Angel!
How much can one person do to- OH MY GOD! A CHAINSAW! WHAT THE F***!?
Isabella: You wanna jump him because this prick is an egotistical narcissistic monster, you get to be chop suey!
The crowd cheered for more bloodshed and seeing blood fly, but the audience from the other side, like Bella and the rest of the Saints, were either cheering on, or disturbed, or in this case, disgusted. Bella was feeling all types of traits; disgust, despair, sadness, sympathy, and many others. How to describe any of what is going on was indescribable, and all she wished for was her eyes to be washed away with bleach.
The Boss revved the chainsaw and get to aggressively swing it around the Luchadores, as a creepy menacing smile crept across her lips, enjoying every bit of it. Reminds her of Stillwater where she was a depressed teenager when hitting the 19-20 era of her age, it felt amazing, no not even that, awesome. It felt absolutely incredible for her.
It's gotta be getting slick on that floor!
I gotta get my grandma to get the mop! A total flow in the Luchadores' plan Bobby! They didn't account for the MurderBrawl Chainsaw!
It was a desperate move for a desperate time, but it looks like the gamble has paid off!
Oh my goodness! Look at that blood fly!
Towel please! Now this is what people came here to see! The Butcher of Stillwater… on an unstoppable rampage!
Killbane can't be happy to see this!
Isabella: [toss the chainsaw away] You gonna make it?
Angel: I think I broke my leg… Get in there and kick that bastard's ass! I can hold off these jobbers!
Isabella: [look around and smiles]
Well it looks like people are going to see the fight they paid for, as the Butcher of Stillwater stands toe to toe with Killbane!
Now this is classic Saints tactics: use someone to weaken up the opponent then swoop on in for the kill!
Wait, the Butcher of Stillwater is walking to us! Hold on-
Isabella: [grabs the microphone and smirks] So, I've heard many suggestions that my fans who are still loyal to me, even throughout STAG accusing us for destroying the city of Stillport, you want me to beat the shit out of this heap of garbage!
Crowd: [girls cheered and some boos]
Isabella: Well what if I told you that this son of a bitch is my dad?
The crowd gasped and some went silent. The Saints outside of the stadium that were watching through the live feed on their phones were also shocked to hear that.
Isabella: This prick here killed my mother, and nearly killed me because of me and my mom's sexuality! Now, this may not be none of your concern or you practically don't care but this is the day… that I will humiliate him in ways he can't even imagine!
One random woman in the crowd shouted, "Kick him in the balls!" Isabella was surprised to hear that until the rest of the crowd shouted to Isabella of wanting her to do something about the main threat that is Killbane himself. Bella in the crowd was left speechless, but only nervously tapping her legs the longer this match goes on…
Isabella: [threw the microphone back to Zach]
Killbane: Is that what you want to say before getting crushed like a fly on a wall? Your final words before getting smashed into a million bits?
Isabella: I'll make mom proud knowing I ended your reputation and career for keeping that trash bag on your head…
Killbane: In your wildest dreams, you mangled insect… Now, enough of that, I already beaten your champion… Kneel before the Walking Apocalypse…
Isabella: I'm not leaving, nor will I be kneeling to an asshole like you…
Killbane: When I'm through with you, you'll be begging for me to kill you!
Isabella: Be careful about what you're going to say next as this shit goes live for the cameras to review!
This is it folks! Two giants in a field of destruction facing off for our entertainment! Does it get any better than this?
No it doesn't! Though only one of those two has a good sense to leave the violence in the ring! Let's all remember how the Stillwater Butcher got the name! Our support goes out to the people of Stillwater for the deaths caused by the Saints!
I think you'd have to be naive to believe a giant like Killbane hasn't thrown in a few punches outside the ropes Bobby!
Not like the punches being thrown in here tonight Zach! Both of our contenders seem to be out for blood! Killbane isn't bowing down to the Butcher anytime soon!
But this celebrity of the streets isn't making it easy for Killbane! There seems to be something more going on than two world renown titans wishing to settle who rules the mountaintop!
No matter who wins tonight, someone is going home with crushed dreams and internal bleeding! The crowd can't get enough of the carnage, and quite frankly Zach, neither can I…
Killbane: [does an open wide Kill Switch]
Isabella: [goes underneath his legs and kicks him down]
She dodged it! Here comes the reversal!
Look at the brutality from the Butcher!
Isabella: [get on his back and punch his head to the corner ring]
Killbane: Ugh…
Isabella: How'd you like me now, dad? [hold his neck and charges a punch]
The crowd goes wild as many punches to his noggin got the fans counting from one to ten, embarrassing.
Killbane: [limps over]
Isabella: [grabbed his shoulder and tossed him out of the ring] All right! Get fucked!
Killbane: [grumbling]
Oh my god!
And Killbane's goes sailing out of the ring!
Killbane: [gets back in the ring]
Isabella: [gestures him to come]
In the stands, one of her "number one fans" threw her a blow-up sex doll as a weapon, and Isabella gladly accepted it, managing to get three hits in. Killbane punching a straight hole through it, causing it to deflate, and as he threw it away in anger… he spread his arms wide open, ready for another "Kill Switch."
There he goes!
She dodged it again! Another reversal! Another miss from Killbane!
Isabella: [push him to the corner and swings a punch]
Killbane: [catch it]
Isabella: [back away and kick him in the nuts] Heh!
That sound will stick with you!
Gross!
Isabella: [hang him upside down and steps backwards]
There she goes…
Isabella: Here comes the kicker! [jump and double kicks his face]
Killbane: [grunted]
Unbelievable!
All's fair in love and MurderBrawl…
Isabella: One more for the road! [elbow him out of the ring]
Killbane's knocked out of the ring again!
Here comes the Luchadores in his place and watch how the Butcher of Stillwater mow it down with fiery fury of those punches!
MurderBrawl is certainly giving the finest in blood gushing, bone mashing entertainment tonight Bobby!
My heart goes out for the cleanup crew on this one Zach!
Killbane: [goes back in] Give it up while you can still walk… You won't even realize how insignificant you are… when I ground your bones to dust… with the ApocaFist…
Isabella: Gonna keep talking or you gonna fight? I'm seeing your mouth moving but I can't understand what I'm hearing because I don't speak little bitch…
Killbane: You have ALREADY LOST! Listen to the crowd chant my name! I am their dreams come to life, and your nightmare made flesh!
Isabella: You took too many hits to the head to be spouting out this nonsense… What you're hearing is the noise of empty ears, now shut the fuck up and take this humiliation, asshole!
Killbane winds up!
Yet another reversal!
This is incredible! The Killbane just can't connect with the Kill Switch!
Isabella punched him in the gut four times before flipping him over in the middle. With that, she climbed to the corner as she performed a pose, pointing to the crowd, and jumping off to slam her elbow into his gut.
Isabella: [laughing while getting on her knee] Now! Time to make my mom satisfied! [choke holds him]
Killbane: Wait! I'll give you the secrets to the ApocaFist! Just leave me my mask!
Isabella: [grins and chuckles] Not gonna fucking happen…
Killbane: Please!
Isabella: Don't beg now, it's pathetic!
Killbane: I take it back-
Isabella: Fourteen years too late dad! It's over! Smile Eddie, you're going nationwide!
Killbane: NO!
Isabella: [takes off his mask and pushes him away]
Killbane: [covers his face]
It's shades of Angel De LaMuerte, as Killbane has been de-masked!
We have seen the face of the Walking Apocalypse and to be honest, it's a man with a receding hairline!
In the crowd, Bella has pushed people out of the way, jumping into the center to hop in Isabella's arms. Isabella spun her around in circles before kissing her on the lips. The audience cheered and gasped loudly, most of the fans fainted for either finding it very cute, or disappointed that they can't have the Leader of The Saints all to themselves!
The fight's over… Your Boss? Sh-She's won.
Good for her.
You're… not impressed?
She isn't my concern right now. You are.
At Kinzie's Warehouse, Shin was still lying down on Kinzie's mattress, attending to the man's injuries. With nothing better to do, he laid down watching through a small sized television watching the fight between Isabella and Killbane. It was enjoyable for a while, but nothing's more enjoyable than having to have his back aching to be burned like a sore neck, half open cuts from the bullets he's hit by from people, and a deep wounded leg injury that causes him to not walk any more than a few weeks.
From his point of view, a white rag was on his forehead, due to the sweating. Two buckets for the blood she tried cleaning, and water for the rag to soak and place back on his forehead again. A blanket that only covers his waist and down to his leg area, that part was hard enough for Kinzie to handle but at least she was getting the easy part out of the way.
Kinzie: [wipes hands] I hate getting my hands dirty…
Shin: You carry a shotgun wherever you go. What's a few more hands getting dirtied huh? Heh… God it hurts to laugh, hah…
Kinzie: Shut up… I'm gonna get more cold water…
She stood up to head down a corridor, entering through the back rooms to dump the blood bucket outside, and the other to dump out the warm water by refilling it with cold water. Kinzie headed back with an empty bucket and a bucket of iced cold water to set down, dumping the rag in for a brief moment, squeezing it, and gently placing it on his forehead.
Hanging her head down when rubbing the back of her neck, Kinzie felt very tired and low on energy, but that is not stopping her for continuing to attend Shin's severe pain.
Shin: Kinzie, if I don't make it…
Kinzie: Don't say that! You'll make it!
Shin: Promise me you'll…
Kinzie: Shut up! They'll know eventually, and it will come a time when you will explain it by yourself, you got it?
Shin: [eyes lowered] …
Kinzie: Ok then…
He reaches over and grabbed her hand, looking Kinzie in her eyes deeply in a lovely manner.
Kinzie: [looks at him]
Shin: Th-Thank you…
Kinzie: [squeeze his hand gently] I'm going to patch you up, all right? I'll help you up until you can manage to stitch it yourself…
Shin: [nod] …You're too sweet for me, perhaps, that's my weakness… Your soft, tender, sweet, emotional heart… makes me feel warm. Sometimes I-I th-think… I don't deserve you, and… whatever put me in this position to be here, beside you, I don't regret it… Though, I wish things were… different… so you wouldn't… [choked] you wouldn't fight these… bandwidths… [inhale sharply] You… Do you know, um, what I'm saying to you, Kinzie? I…
Kinzie: [soft whisper] I… I do…
Couldn't help but to blush immensely at that, so much in fact her tears were starting to overwhelm her eyes. One wipe was all it needed, as Kinzie kept monitoring over his body after reaching for her phone in her back pocket.
Shin: I'll just… close my eyes… for a bit, yeah? Maybe… when this is… th-this is over, I'll… make you real breakfast… Catch a movie, you know, a real date…
Kinzie: Yeah, I'd love that…
Shin: [closes eyes] No more… Smiling Jack's… Just… real food… [exhales]
Kinzie: [sniffles and giggled] You love it… Don't pretend you don't…
Shin: [breathing slowly and quietly] Sure…
Before dialing the numbers to call one of the Saints, Kinzie hoped to God that this man does not die out. "Hello?" On the other side, and Kinzie spoke out to that person. "When you get here, I'll pay you, but please… I need your help. No, I'm not roping you into anything, it's… It's someone I love, ok? Please, please come here, now!" After she hang up, Kinzie grabbed Shin's lightweight-ed hand and squeezed tightly.
Don't you dare die out on me…
To Be Continued…