The King

[Vladimir Strife]

As WNG comes back from commercial, we find the Imperial Champion standing in the middle of the ring, microphone in hand as he is joined by Lizzie Morna. Unstrapping the title from his waist, the King lays it down in the corner, turning back around and looking up high towards the Concord crowd.

"Well... nice to see you all again. Lizzie, how's it going?"

Lizzie tilts her head to the side.

"... A little confused. This isn't what I quite figured when you requested an interview.."

"Well, Lizzie, I have nothing to hide from the fans, so I decided to do this right up front and center. Besides, if we can waste airtime on Ryan Hughes, we can reward the poor fans who had to sit through that with something worth watching, right?"

"Uhmm...."

"Oh, come on, Lizzie! Let's be honest... this is going to be the easiest defense I've had yet! Let's hear it for the GM's pet, Ryan 'The Buttmanite' Hughes!"

The crowd bursts into laughter and jeers towards the mentioned star, showing their distaste blatantly.

"Vlad.. it's probably not a good idea to underestimate your opponent.."

Vlad rubs his chin, thinking it over for a moment before responding.

"Oh... don't get me wrong, Lizzie... I know exactly what Hughes and his Outcast buddies are capable of. I just don't think that's going to be too much of a problem. See... I'm no idiot. I know that a man like that doesn't have that much confidence without being up to SOMETHING! Maybe he has his pals waiting to pounce, maybe he thinks this is in his court being that he has this new GM in his pocket, but any which way... hear me loud and clear.."

Vlad nears in towards the camera, his face splayed wide across the titantron.

"Ryan Hughes is going down. He is going to pay for every crime the Outcasts have committed... for everything he's done before that... for every bit of cockiness and blatant disregard for who the hell I am. Ryan Hughes... you and Dave Carter and this roster thinks that I've grown soft... you mistake my kindness for weakness. Now that I'm not off raping or killing or dismantling people, you think I'm easy pickings. You are going to fall exactly into the same place as Davey Boy did, Ryan."

"See... I've got you pegged, Batmanite... I know how guys like you think.. which is exactly why I know that in about 10 seconds that titantron is going to spring to your little video, your music is going to hit, and you're going to walk your ass down to my ring to throw in your own words. As a matter of fact... that's exactly why I came out here."

As the music kicks on, a smirk spreads across Vladimir's face and he turns himself towards the entrance ramp.

TBCB Ryan Hughes

((OOC: loving this feud, bro))

[Ryan Hughes]

As Mr. Strife rightly predicted, he was going to get a reply from his challenger. The crowd begin to chant “FUCK YOU BATMAN!” continuously, trying in vain to drown out the sounds of “Tomorrow” by Ozzy Osbourne. Ryan Hughes slides through the curtain, with a cocky aura about him. A grin is plastered upon his face- a grin of accomplishment, as he struts down the ramp, keeping his eyes locked on Vlad. The United Glory Tag Championship hangs limply from his left shoulder, and the GHW Championship hangs from his right. Vlad wears a smile of his own as he watches his foe approach the ring, and ascend the steel steps, and it doesn't go even when the Chief Batmanite enters the squared circle, and gets in to his face. As Ryan slowly backs to one side of the ring, he begins to laugh while Lizzie hands him a microphone. Vlad is quicker to the draw though, and he speaks first.

“Speak of the faggot, and he may arrive. What did I tell you?”

The crowd laughs at Vlad's cheap pop at the Mancunian Mauler, and the smile soon disappears from the challengers face.

“You see? This right here, is why we have a problem. You just keep on giving to these ungrateful plebeians in Concord, week in, week out. I remember when these scrotums didn't mean a thing to you, and you didn't mean anything to them. But now, this is the sort of hypocrisy that I will soon stamp out completely. Seriously, what happened to you? What? Did you “see the light”, is that it? Did you have a “second coming”? Does Lizzie promise you a blowjob every time you get a pop from the crowd?”

“HEY!”

“Ryan, just shu-”

“LET ME FINISH!”

The crowd begin to boo loudly, not like the disrespect shown to their GodKing. Ryan slowly shakes his head, smiling to himself as they begin to quieten down.


”Thank you. Now Vlad, these fans used to cheer my name, they used to worship the very ground I walked upon. I am a prime example of the fans flip flopping. What makes you think that you will forever be some kind of a hero? Can't you get it in to your thick, Romanian skull? Fans are fickle! They see you as a flavour of the month, and when they grow restless, they find a new God. This will not last, Vlad.”

“OH YES IT WILL!”

The fans cheer in their hordes. Ryan's face literally turns to stone as he is brutally cut off by the Imperial Champion.

“These fans cheer for me, because I treat them with respect. That is something YOU will never know!”

“Respect, a word that is thrown around a lot nowadays. Just like trust, friendship and happiness, these words are WORTHLESS. They mean NOTHING! Zero! Zilch! Nada! These words NEVER can describe a man's true desires. Know this, Vladimir. I can see right through your game. I can see everything that goes on in that sorry state of affairs you call your life. Who do you think you are fooling, Vlad? Your lies, your secrets, they will all be unraveled as I strike you down for the LAST time.”

Vlad stares a hole in to the GHW Champion, before raising the mic to his lips.

“Oh really... you and what army?”

“That's it. There are no armies. Both sides have crumbled and fallen until only the leaders survive. This is a battle, which will end the war. I sincerely hope it doesn't though, because I will NOT STOP until you ass gets dragged out of EVP-Dub by the morticians. You hear me Vlad? At End of Innocence, it willl be the end of a sad, and long-winded era. Vladimir, you are nothing to me. My path makes me a better man than you will ever HOPE to be! You are merely a speck on my windshield. You aren't even fit to clean my shoes!”

Vlad's anger reaches boiling point, but he doesn't want to give Ryan the satisfaction of him conceding defeat. Despite his attempts to keep cool, a few tell tale signs emerge on the surface. A little twitch here and there, yet they do not go unnoticed by the Chief Batmanite, and he passes comment on it.

“Little twitchy there Vladimir? It's all that pent up rage. You used to let it all out, but now, you do nothing to help yourself. Tonight, I will give you a chance. Hit me.”

The crowd gasp, and begin to egg on the GodKing with chants of “DO IT! DO IT!” breaking out around the Solid Core Arena.

“Go on. Hit me. Right here. You need to let it out, Vladimir. I am doing you a favour here. Just go right ahead, and hit me. I'll make it easy for you.”

The Batman hands his mic to the terrified Morna, and places both hands behind his back, before leaning towards Vlad. The Imperial Champion clenches his fists, and grinds his teeth in anger. Lizzie, sensing impending danger, backs away from the two men.

“HIT ME!”

TBC a fucking epic post. Or Vlad

[Vladimir Strife]

Vladimir sighs and loosens his fist, raising the microphone to his lips once more.

"Ryan... you asked me what makes me think I'll be a hero forever. Honestly, I don't know if I'll always be a hero or even if I can be classified as one. Hell, when I look into the mirror, I still see the Vladimir Strife from before Ragnarok.. the man who held no regards for the life or safety of everyone else. I'm working hard to be the man that these fans want me to be though, Ryan. I truly am.."

Ryan smirks as Vlad turns away from him.

"And what for? These fans? These worthless little ingrates who only stand behind you as long as you try to stand for what they want you to?!"

Strife shakes his head in disagreement.

"Not quite. After Ragnarok, I say around in a damn mental hospital, trapped inside my own mind. Spending that long with noone but yourself, Ryan, it really changes a man. I realized that the reason I became so vile, so twisted and hate filled... was because that is how I've seen this world. I felt like people, in general, were back stabbing bastards. I had lost every bit of faith and hope I had in the world."

"But that's not the world that I want. I want to believe in people. This business especially though has been a cesspool of evil and that is my own fault. I led the way on that with my own wrong doings and it translated that my success was owed to my tactics. In order for this company to be turned around, for those with no respect for this company or the people in it, I must lead it there."

Ryan laughs into his microphone, amused at Vladimir's heart-felt speech.

"You break my friggin' heart, Vlad. I hate to be the one to tell you though... no, actually, I love to be the one to do so... but you're no hero. What you are is a martyr. Hero's succeed, you won't. At End Of Innocence, I'm going to stomp you out once and for all; I'm going to bring your little reign to an end. There's nothing you can do to stop it either. No repentance, no change of heart, no puppy dogs and fairy tales."

TBCB Ryan

[Ryan Hughes]

“That's it Ryan. You talk about how you are God's gift to EVPW. How you are the leader of our “new era”. Tell me great one... Just where the fuck do you get these ideas from?”

On this note, the crowd begin to cheer in support of their hero's interrogation. Ryan lets this tick over in his brain, but before he can answer, Vlad does the honours for him.

“You see Ryan, you appear to be my anti-Christ, of sorts. I watched with intrigue when you rose through the ranks here- hell, it was inspiring in a way. But then? Then Ryan, you lost your way. You turned your back on the people who loved you most, and what has that got you?”

“It's given me closure, Vlad. It's given me enlightenment. And lest we forget, it has got me the GHW Championship, and the United Glory Championships. This “attitude” ended the sad fable that was Stone Orchard. This “issue” has given me more glory and more power than I ever dreamed of when I thought these-”

He slowly extends his hand, and then points to a random fan in the audience. The man looks affronted, yet Ryan's arm rotates, and begins pointing at several random EVPW fanatics in the bleachers. With a disgusted look on his face, he drops his arm, and addresses Vlad once more.

“Look at them Vladimir, these people are nothing but total imbeciles! Retards! Why must you pander to their whims? What have they ever done for you? What did they ever do for me? NOTHING! My life, up until a few months ago, has been an absolute living HELL! GHW? I won, and I won, and I won. But there was one man I could never beat, and that man was Daniel Throne- a man who NEVER gave these ingrates an inch. He was the champion, I was not. VWE? I was unbeaten there, and I even won the VWE World Championship on more than one occasion. I fought back from a career threatening injury, and I continued to rule. The fans loved me. Some love that was, as VWE closed a few months later due to the very same fans terminally destroying the business they “loved” so much.”

The fans do not like this, and a chant of “FUCK YOU BATMAN!” breaks out once more. Ryan clearly disregards this disrespect, and continues on his tale.

“And now we head to Eagle Vision Professional Wrestling, and things STILLL don't go my way. My form was abysmal, I was shipped to LDWA. I dominated that place, but still only lost to a man who didn't give a crap about the fans. It was then that I knew what I needed to do. I had to change my ways, and I did. The next month, I won the Television title. A few more months, I retired Matthew Oliveira and won the United Glory Tag Championships- SINGLE HANDEDLY! I promised that there would be change to EVPW, and you seem to have the same idea. This place needs to be pruned of all impurities, and Vlad, you are an impurity.”

He steps closer to the GodKing, whose jaw is clenched shut in anger. Ryan flashes him a sadistic smile, before lowering his tone.

“The time has come for a changing of the guard. Vladimir, you need to accept it, and move on. This.... is MY ERA!”

He slams the microphone down behind him, and turns on his heel, leaving the ring. “Tomorrow” hits the speakers once more, as Ryan backtracks up the ramp, smiling at Vladimir with wide eyes. He makes a motion with his hands on his waist, telling him that the Imperial Title is coming his way before turning towards the back. Vlad's throat finally unclogs, and he holds his mic up before saying.

"OH NO YOU DON'T."

Ozzy's voice dies down, as Ryan turns around once more. The crowd begin to cheer, before Vlad speaks.

TBC

[Vladimir Strife]

As Ryan looks back to Vlad, he sees a taunt he didn't quite expect; the same taunt, in fact, he'd just given to Vlad himself.

"Ryan... you seem so confident.. so sure. The problem is that in order for this to truly be a changing of the guard, you have to prove that you're on my level. You need to prove that you can't just beat me when no one expects you too and you can pull out everything because there's nothing on the line."

Vladimir smirks slightly as he ponders his next choice of words.

"End Of Innocence is a very special event, Mr. Hughes. See, EOI began in Solid Core Wresling, the company where I found my calling for this business. And after that, when we merged with Gods and Heretics... we held End Of Innocence there as well. As you might guess from there, we brought the event with us to EVPW too. This is an event that has worked for more companies than most stars do."

"And so, I got ahold of an old colleague or two, just to check on the legality of something, Ryan. Just to make sure you could prove yourself to the world. See, it's easy to fight with every bit of yourself and pull out every single stop when you have nothing to lose, Mr. Hughes. My question is if you can handle the fight when the odds are even."

Vlad steps forward toward his next opponent, causing him to take a step back.

"Ryan, you want to prove to the world that you are better than me. You want to show everyone that someone has finally risen above me in greatness and that the era of Strife is officially over. Well, I have something that I want as well.."

"Week in and week out, I see you prancing around with the title on your shoulder and it DISGUSTS me. You have no idea the blood, sweat, and tears that were poured to make that title what it is. It's a disgrace to every man or woman who helped to make GHW great to have to see that revered strap wrapped around your waist. Ryan, there is nothing I would love to see more than that title off of your waist."

Vlad steps up towards Ryan again, a fire in his eyes. Ryan steps back into the ropes, but then steps forward, unwilling to run.

"You want to prove to the world that you're better than me, then DO IT! But do it in the biggest way possible! You say I'm washed up, I say you don't have any balls! Prove me wrong, Ryan! At End Of Innocence... if you are as great as you say you are, if you are better than me, if you have ANY testicular fortitude.... or even if you just don't want to be known as a chickenshit for the rest of your career... you will put the GHW championship on the line against my Imperial title. And don't worry, as I said, I've done my checking around and it's COMPLETELY legal. Rising stars fight for titles, Ryan, but the greatest of them all are the ones who have a title and the courage to put it on the line as they march into battle!"

The men step in toward each other in unison, neither giving an inch as they stare the other down.

"Come on, me and you at End Of Innocence in a battle for the ages. The Imperial Title and GHW Championship on the line. You want a changing of the guard, well, that sounds like a hell of one to me. Or are you still afraid of the big, bad Titan?"

TBCB Ryan

[Ryan Hughes]

The crowd look on in awe as Vlad lays down the challenge for the young pretender. Ryan bows his head, gazing at the GHW Title that he has removed from his shoulder, and it brings back a fair few memories. He started out in GHW, and worked his ass off without ever reaching the pinnacle. He never backed down from a challenge in his life, and he didn't want to stop now. Averting his gaze from the gold in his hands, he looks back up at Vlad; his smiling face the complete opposite of Ryan's current, gaunt demeanour.

“So, what's it going to be, big guy?”

Ryan waits a few moments, in order to fully think this through. Meanwhile, the fans in Concord chant “DO IT! DO IT!” in an attempt to sway the decision.

“Firstly, I am not, nor have I ever been, scared of you. Secondly Vladimir, you are not the only person who considers it an honour to hold this belt. All my blood, sweat, and tears in GHW have been for this one, solitary cause. There has not been a day gone by without me realising how lucky I am to be in possession of this belt. You don't seem to realise something though. Seeing YOU with the Imperial title around your waist disgusts me! The old you? I would have loved to see the old you with the belt once more. But this? No. This does not stand at all.”

“The OLD me was ruining this company. I changed. I changed for the greater good, Ryan. But the thing is, you will never change. You will always be the chancer. The little boy who couldn't. The lovable loser, albeit without the lovable part. This is why I want the GHW Title from you, Hughes. While you hold that belt, the great name that was GHW gets it's image dragged through the dirt. I am NOT about to let you kill another legacy.”

“Is that right? Vladimir, I think you know that I have never backed down from a challenge in my life, and I will be dead before I back down to the likes of YOU. So you want to add your little stips and make your little wagers, go ahead. I just see it as running from a steam train. Like a man with terminal cancer. The end is coming Vladimir. Don't act as though you cannot see it.”

The fans begin to boo once more, and Vlad clenches his fists before taking slow and steady breaths.

“You know, there are a lot of things that this title can do...”

As Vlad wonders whether there was a cryptic meaning behind that statement, Ryan strikes. In one swift movement, he adjusts the position of his hands on the belt, before slamming it in to Strife's face. Vlad falls immediately, clutching his head in a half hearted manner, before simply passing out. Ryan gets down on one knee beside the GodKing, before raising the mic to his lips in a forceful manner.

“YOU WANT IT? YOU GOT IT! ME AND YOU. GHW TITLE VERSUS IMPERIAL TITLE. And guess what, Vladimir? It will be contested in the same manner which I won this belt. A MANCUNIAN STREET FIGHT!”

The crowd pop at this news, but not for the Batman. Instead they are in frenzy mode due to the fact that this match is a one of a kind. A decider, of sorts. For the second time tonight, Ryan drops his mic, before rolling under the ropes and heading away from the ring.

“What a statement from Ryan Hughes! He isn't going to back down easily. But the big news is that the GHW Title will be defended in EVPW for the first time ever! Ryan Hughes vs Vladimir Strife! Mancunian Street Fight! This Sunday!”



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[Slut (✿ ◕‿◕)]

I didn't read it but it was nice. xD