Wolfie Vs. Jaggeroth, Explosive barbed wire!

[Jaggeroth/Jerry/Grimey]

After the blood shed of match #7 the ring crew is seen replacing the bard wire around the ring with a fresh blood free roll. After the new barbed wire is put into place the ring crew start unloading boxes of the explosives, Each is a non lethal charge taped between two small pieces of particle board. They start placing three inside the barbed wire on each ring rope. A small crew stays at ring side, they are to replace each charge as they go off in the match. The crowd is getting restless with their chants of "WE WANT BLOOD WE WANT BLOOD" just for the sake of making noise. The boos pour down from the stands as.......

"Congregation please be seated and open your prayer books to the book of revelations, Psalm 69.....69 69 69 69 69!"



The red fog starts to roll in from the entrance ramp. Suddenly an explosion erupts from the turnbuckles, the red mist starts rolling down surrounding the whole outer ring area.

Trix:"*Cough* This shit better not be toxic or else the pyro crew is gonna get an ass whopping!"

Sang:"I don't think the ring crew cares about your little threats.....Anyways, Here we are for our eighth match of the night. Wolverina vs. Jaggeroth in a Exploding barbed wire deathmatch. I gotta say the road traveled to get here was one sick and twisted ride!"

"*HACK COUGH COUGH* More like fucked up."

A spot light turns on behind the entrance ramp, Reveling through the fog that the Psycho King is making his entrance.

drinking the blood of jesus
drinking it right from his veins
learning to swim in the ocean
learning to prowl in his name

the body of christ looked unto me
a preacher with cock in his hand
he wants you to suck on the holy ghost
and swallow the sins of man


"Now entering the ring, At six feet eight inches weighing in at 274 pounds.....From the haunted cornfields of NEBRASKA! THIS IS JAAAAAAGGGGERRRR-ROTH!"

A giant of a hand pierces out of the fog and grabs onto a piece of exposed rope, The Psycho King pulls his monstrous frame up onto the mat. He stands there and gazes at the pissed off crowd, garbage and Death to the Time Killer signs rain down on him. He simply scoffs at the crowds actions and front rolls into the ring.

the invisible piss of the holy ghost
comes down like acid rain
they're making a profit off terminal guilt
the scavengers go on parade

the promise of life and eternity
is used just like the sword
he'll filled you up with his devil's cock
and he'll come in the name of the lord

Jaggeroth runs up the turnbuckle and stands on the very top, the red fog continues to rolls down from underneath him. He reaches into his jumpsuit and pulls out a mic. The shit talking from the crowd makes his words almost inaudible.

"I would just like to take this very little time to say something. OUTCAST! You think just cause you got paid to attack me that lets you off the hook. Just cause my opponent handed over a very very small amount of her parents money does not mean what you did to me in the parking lot a great idea. It was pure foolish. I have something in store for you Ryan Hughes....You and your little group of wanna be villains. But enough about that...."

A beer cup comes flying out of the audience and smacks Jaggeroth across the forehead. The Time Killer wipes the domestic swill from his mask and flips off the crowd, "Raper" chants flow from the crowd.

"Hmf! You all still think she didn't want it. You weren't there, You didn't see the expressions her eyes gave me as I plowed that virgin field, In her eyes it almost seemed like she thanked me when I passed on my seed to her. Who knows? I might have been a father with a happy family nine months from now....But unfortunately the Nebraska public school system never told me butt fucking couldn't get a girl pregnant. O well, Maybe after Wolfie accepts me as her King.....Maybe after tonight when I make her mine."

Jaggeroth raises his hands and smiles asking for more from the deafening crowd. Death threats and all are focused upon The Psycho King as he pleads for more.

"All you jack offs need to know something, Hahaha. See your hatred only fuels me! All the boos and empty threats enter my soul and energize my evil intent.....The more you hate me the more violent I become! You all are only making things a whole hell of a lot more worse for Wolfie tonight. So I suggest you cheer hard for her, She may not hear it though, I might just shave off her fucking ears!"

"Powerful words from Jaggeroth, Lets see if he can go and back up those words."

"Wolverina might just get more than what she bargained for tonight."

The red fog starts to dissipate, He stays standing on the top ropes, gazing from the top of the barbed wire massacre that has been set in place for Wolverina.

TBCB: Wolfie.

[Wolverina]

The seconds tick by, slowly passing into a minute, then two, yet no sign of the People's Princess. Her usual ring music does not even kick in. It is as if she has abandoned the match. This thought strikes at Jaggeroth and he smiles under his mask. A easy win like this is but the cherry on the humiliation sundae for his lovely toy. Jaggy, joined by the prying eyes of the fans, study the butcher-tron intently, looking for any signs of it crackling to life with Wolfie's custom video package. Still nothing. The ref steps in, motioning to the time keeper when at last the tron comes to life with a feed backstage.

There is Fred, Head of Security, opening a unmarked door and sticking his head in. He yells out her name and enters, followed by the camera crew. Inside they find the woman in question standing at a bathroom wash basin. Although his voice is booming it seems as if she can not hear him. Her eyes are locked directly into her own image peering back, hands clinched at the sides of the basin. In a sudden burst, she darts to the right and hurls up a long stream of nervous vomit as her twisted and knotted tummy had finally had enough. She backs away wiping her mouth before rinsing it out with water. She nods to herself in the mirror, a mixed look of anger, fear and hate staring back. Finally, she departs from it and follows Fred out of the door and into the hallway. He directs her to the entrance way where the fans can be heard LOUDLY supporting her. To Wolfie's surprise, and the awe of the spectators, Amanda Hallsworth shows up and the two women who share a bond they would rather not, stare for a moment. Until alas, the Queen speaks to the Princess.

Amanda: I know... I know.

She gives Wolfie a warm hug and slips an object into her pocket.

Amanda: Use it sparingly and kick his ASS!

Wolverina nods at her and the two break from each other. The curtain is ripped away and from behind it emerges Wolverina. This time she plays no pied-piper to the fans, nor any music is played to usher her in. The Peoples Princess' walk to the ring is swift and purposeful, if any fear is contained within her it is expertly hidden. She carefully slides in clad in baggy black jeans and a black EVPW T-shirt with steel toed boots on her feet. Her hair is pulled back into the tightest ponytail possible. Jaggy invites her to share some thoughts by speaking into the mic that he tosses at her, but she kicks it away aggressively. No amount of words will ever speak as loudly as her actions will in just a few short bell dings away. Porter, caught up in the moment, is a bit delayed in his duties.

Porter: And his opponent, hailing from Laketon, Nebraska. She weighs 138 pounds and is the number one contender for the TV title. This is the Peoples Princess, WOOOOOOLLLLLVVVEERRRIIIINNAAAAAAA!

Trix: Kick his ass, Wolfie Girl.

Sang: I don't know who is more nervous about this match, me or Wolverina. This is a death wish match. Wolfie must be seceretly kicking herself in the butt for coming down here. Just run, Haven, run until he gets tired. That is the ONLY way you'll get anywhere against him. The man is just too big, experienced, and sick.

Ding, Ding, Ding

TBCB Jaggy the rapist.

[Jaggeroth/Jerry/Grimey]

The bell has rung for the eighth match of the night. Jaggeroth walks up smoothly in front of Wolfie. Wolfie puts up her fist weakly shaking in the air, The crowd is going ballistic at this sight chanting for the self proclaimed victim. Jaggeroth laughs his ass off at the sights and sounds his senses were picking up. Holding onto his ribs he turns around and giggles, the giggles turn to grunts and a pissed expression. He turns around to unleash a big boot onto Wolfie's face, she ducks under it, Jaggeroth lands on his foot awkwardly throwing him off balance. Wolfie takes this chance and goes airborne with a dropkick into Jaggeroth's back. The Psycho King trips over his feet and falls across the middle of the ropes, His chest lights as an explosive charge sends shock waves through his torso.

"Wolverina gets first blood on the Psycho King!"

"Don't celebrate to much, We know its gonna take more than a couple cuts and explosions!"

"You're right! Wolfie may need to call in the national guard for this one."

Jaggeroth is on his cut up hands and knees trying to catch his wind, Wolfie is in shock that she was able to bring the monster down so quickly. Wolfie comes up and grabs Jaggeroth's head and spins him on his back for a neck breaker. The crowd is really pushing for her to go crazy and bring the pain upon the soul of the Psycho King, Wolfie runs to the ropes and plants her feet, with grace she backflips from the barbed wire ropes and soars looking for a moonsault. Jaggeroth springboards up, Wolfie lands on her feet and starts tripping from the force of landing. The Psycho King sweeps Wolfie out from underneath her legs, She lands hard on her back. Like a lion Jaggeroth pounces on top of his perfect little drug, Jaggeroth sits on top of her, holding her down with his own weight. Jaggeroth lifts up a fist and holds it in the air, Wolfie's face is in sheer terror. With the hand Jaggeroth takes it and only softly rubs Wolfie's cheek with his palm. Wolverina lets out a cry and sends a straight finger into the eye hole of Jaggeroth's mask. Blood leaks from the hole, Jaggeroth wipes some off and stares at his own life force escaping from him. The Psycho King gets furious and sends a violent slap into Wolfie's cheek.

"What a little fuck! Hitting a women like she was two dollar whore."

"Quit talking about your mom! This is a deathmatch, not midnight at the harbor."

Jaggeroth raises himself to his feet and backs off of Wolfie, ring crew start replacing the detonated charge with a fresh one. Wolfie gets to her feet slowly holding onto her red cheek. Jaggeroth raises a hand and informs her that she must "bring it" Wolfie lets out a war cry and comes barreling at the Time Killer,Jaggeroth moves to the side and grabs her by the back of the head. He sends her flying into the deadly explosive ropes, Wolfie hits them and flies onto her back after a sudden explosion. She lays on the ground holding her chest and coughing, smoke bellowing off her front side. Jaggeroth grabs her ponytail and lifts her clean off the ground, she screams and tries to claw her way out as Jaggeroth holds tries to pull her clean off the ground. She kicks Jaggeroth in the guts and he drops her, quickly Wolfie grabs his neck again and falls to the mat with Time Killer in tow.

"Wolverina hits a cutter manuver! She looks like she wants to try and keep Jaggeroth grounded."

"That may work for her, But remember Jaggeroth is a Hapkido fighter as well as an accomplished wrestler."

"What the hell does that mean?"

"He can find multiple ways to kick your ass."

The crowd cheers on their little heroine, She kicks Jaggeroth in the ribs and makes him turn over on his back. With the Psycho Kings legs held up Wolfie spins her slender little legs around and tries applying the Indian death lock. With all her strength she holds on and falls to the mat driving the pressure into Jaggeroth's legs. Up and down she goes trying to hurt Jaggeroth enough to ground him for just long enough for a finish. The Psycho King uses his strength and gets one leg out, with a thrust he kicks Wolfie right in the mouth. Wolverina rolls around on the mat from the sudden blast to the chops, Jaggeroth raises shakily onto his feet and watches Wolfie struggle with the pain.

"That fucking little dick, kicking a women in the mouth."

"Once again Trix.....DEATH MATCH!"

Wolfie is on her knees still clenching on her wounded mouth. Jaggeroth comes and helps her to her feet, he brushes her off and smiles at her. The smile turns to anger as Jaggeroth picks her up off the ground. The crowd screams for Wolfie to fight, Jaggeroth turns over to the ropes and sets his eyes on destruction. With Wolfie above his head he looks to gorilla press slam her right into one of the explosives. He sends her flying into a collision course with the charge, Wolfie pulls out and lands across the wire inches away from the explosive charge. She screams in agony from her first taste of the delicious pain only barbed wire can give a person. Jaggeroth pushes his weight onto her, pressing her perfect little skin deeper into the pointy metal spikes. She screams and tries to escape the torture, Jaggeroth keeps her locked down in her new personal hell.

"The Psycho King looks like hes done playing around with Wolverina! Business is about to pick up."

TBCB: The girl who cried raep.

[Wolverina]

With the full weight of his body pressed against her, Jaggy freely handles her ponytail and grinds her delicate features back and forth along the multitude of pointy barbs. Her incredibly soft skin parts so easily, releasing several streams of her sweet as candy blood (according to Jaggy). She must get free but finds it impossible due to the severe weight difference. Several options run through her mind but none would be sufficient, until the last one pops up, requiring guts and a small bit of sacrifice. Wolverina slams the cap of her knee into the bulky square attached to the barbed wire, igniting the explosive charge that directly sends both of them flying backwards. A thick trail of gray smoke billows into the air and rolls over the two prone bodies. The fans rally behind their Princess, pounding their feet and slamming their hands along the face of the barrier that separates them.

Smartly thinking, the devirginized victim rolls away from her aggressor and under the last strand of wire to land safely on the floor outside of the ring. She shakes her head and tries to get her blurred vision to focus normally, her head pounding with the sound of her heartbeats. She is startled by the thud of her nemesis dropping to the floor also, yet he is standing and angrier than before. She scrambles along the barricade, taking up the generous chair offerings from her adoring fans and chunking them one by one at the approaching behemoth. He laughs and swats them each away like they were pillows, taking huge steps at her to close the distance. Fearful for her life, Wolfie's legs register this emotion and tremble beneath her, causing her to trip back and onto her heart shaped rump. Keyed in and ready to use this to his advantage like any veteran would, Jaggeroth hurries towards her like a rampaging beast. Sucker. His target twists along the floor, wrapping her legs around his shin and ankle, tripping him into a smooth drop toe hold that lands his masked face against the steel ringsteps. The force upends the stairs, giving Wolfie a chance to gather her bearings.

Trix: Yes! use that dome of yours, Wolf Girl.

Sang: Little things like that will only buy her time though, in the end not much damage will be done. Not enough to beat him. She is going to have to come up with something huge and I mean HUGE to walk away from this.

She winces upon getting to her feet, only now noticing the red, burnt and swollen areas along her body from the explosives, and her leg hurts too. She looks around urgently, seeking anything that would be useful to put him away. She looks down at him and throws the steel end of her boots into his kneecaps, at least that'll be enough to slow him down some. She needs to cut him down though, and quickly. Her mind works up a plan that produces a smile through her crimson face. Her hands lift up along the wired ring, fumbling carefully on one of the particle boards that have the explosive charges attached. Looking away from the items as she pries them loose, she prepares herself for a premature explosion at any moment, but it does not come. Even more cautiously now, she moves back to the man that took her innocence away from her. He is moving along the floor flicking his leg a little bit to get the pain to retreat, but he is in for a surprise. Wolfie rises the board and all above her head in a military press slam and powerfully brings it crashing down onto the big bullseye that is his knee now. Two bigtime BOOMS sound off from the impact, sending a crippling amount of pain up and down his legs and knees, weakening them. Wolverina turns away and rubs at her ears, having forgot to plug them up with her fingers after dropping it onto him.

Through the wafting gray smoke she stalks him, the prey now becoming the predator. She scoops up a chair and rams it down onto his knees as many times as her arms would allow before tiring and the fans go insane, favoring her act of vengeance. She tosses the bent chair aside, its purpose fulfilled. Feeling somewhat comfortable with the way things are going, she bends over and looks into his eyes, wanting to say mean things to him like he had done so much to her in the past, but before her first smack talking word can form, his hand shoots up and wraps tightly around her neck denying her precious air. Her small hands pry vigorously at his wrist as he trudges up with a noticeable limp.

Her eyes dim at the thought of what he is capable of now, and he proves her right upon heaving her straight up and choke-tossing her away from him. The sexy, slender, tightly toned body of the Peoples Princess drapes horribly along the top of the barrier, driving it back a good 12 inches into the shins of the spectators. Her ribcage takes most of the blow and she clutches it automatically as she falls to the floor, sucking in air like a dying fish. He lets out a warrior's roar and drives a countless number of maniacal stomps into the affected area, curling his beautiful little sex toy up. The frequency of the blows slow down until he steps away from her laughing. His attention turns to the ring where he ducks at the apron and scours the underbelly. A eruption of roof blowing boos grace him as he produces an object that only his warped, perverted mind could conjure up.

Sang: What the hell? That looks like.. a bra. Doesn't it?

Trix: It sure is but it's not like the ones we wear.

Sang: Uh, yah, I can see that. This man is out there! That is all I can say.

Yes, he is indeed out there. Holding the creative, inventive, barbed wire bra up he gloats to his "girl".

Jaggeroth: My bitches wear only the finest apparel. Now off with the Victoria's Secret shit.

His soup bone hands rips off her tattered EVPW shirt, revealing a black sports bra. He lifts her onto her knees and braces her back against his pain stricken patellas while he leans down and humiliates her even further, placing the barbed wire bra on her. His hand smacks her head, bullying her face down where he delightfully twists and ties the barbed clasps against the middle of her back. Done with his masterpiece, his Barbed Wire Barbie, the time is nigh to put her away. She finds her body being lifted with the greatest of ease and can do nothing to prevent the massive big boot that slams into her wired chest. Her frame is swooshed over the security barrier and lands among some fans and chairs, then the floor. Jaggeroth is in pursuit and presses his boot down onto the barbed wire bra, twisting his foot as he presses down on her chest as hard as he can - attempting to stamp out any further defiance. The points dig into her chest and splice her real good, enough to draw more blood.

TBCB Jaggeraper

[Jaggeroth/Jerry/Grimey]

Jaggeroth is applying pressure down on Wolfie's barbed wire chest, the occasional stomp comes down on her voluptuous bosom. Wolverina times it just right and rolls out of harms way as another stomp comes down. Jaggeroth follows in pursuit as fans get in his way, making a human barricade to buy Wolfie more time. The Psycho King simply starts to push the crowd out of his way, one by one fans fall down on the floor under the strength of Jaggeroth. Wolverina is running threw the crowd pushing her life lines out of the way. Wolfie hops back over the steel barricade buying some time for herself to prepare for oncoming shit storm thunder itself towards her. The Psycho king runs down the aisle knocking fans out of the way and jumps rolling over the barrier, landing feet away from Wolfie. She unstraps the barbed wire bra and swings at Jaggeroth's arms, a large gash drips blood all down his left guarding arm. Jaggeroth clotheslines Wolfie to the floor with a swift and sudden smack. The Psycho King holds onto the wounded area as he begins to look under the ring for something.

"Whats he looking for under there?"

"Something to hurt Wolverina with more than likely, hes had this whole battle planned out from the start."

Jaggeroth pulls out an old white tackle box with a red duct tape cross on the top. He opens it up and looks around for a second, he pulls out a bottle of his homemade whiskey Fire pit and takes a small swig. Jaggeroth rips off the tattered clothe from his left arm and begins to pour the whiskey onto his bleeding wound. Wolfie is up and staring at the her opponent who has his back to her. She comes up and with her steel toed boots and kicks the glass bottle, whiskey and glass fly into Jaggeroth's face blinding him. The Time Killer starts swinging and kicking in all directions as Wolfie rolls back into the ring for safety. Jaggeroth hears two sets of feet moving in the ring and crawls back in himself. He stands and tried looking around for Wolfie, He thinks he sees something with his blurred vision and grabs it by the neck. Jaggeroth punches the person in the side of the neck and pushes the mystery person into the barbed wire ropes. He thinks hes about to make the kill when Wolfie hits him in the side of the head with a missile dropkick. Jaggeroth stumbles into the barbed wire ropes and is hanging with his arms and midsection caught in the jumble of deadly little pricks.

"Jaggeroth and the ref are both caught in the ropes! First Jaggeroth knocks him into a hell storm of pain, then Wolfie dropkicks Jaggeroth into a worse situation!"

"He was thinking that the ref was Wolfie and sent him on a ride straight to cutsville!"

Jaggeroth is halfway hanging out of the ropes, caught in the barbs, hanging inches away from an explosive charge. Wolfie looks for a way to set it off safely, a sick smile comes to her face. The ref is standing again brushing himself off and checking on his lacerations. Wolfie comes up and starts asking if hes OK and what not. She grabs him by the arm and ask to see if he is hurt, the zebra falls for the lioness's trap. Wolfie starts leading him with his back to Jaggeroth, with a front kick she sends him flying backwards into the explosive charge. He falls back onto his face as shock waves riddle his body, Jaggeroth takes an unguarded hit into the side of his ribs.

"HEY! She just used the ref to detinate the explosive device! That's not the People's Princess I grew to love!"

"You mean the one you think about as you love yourself? This is a death match! Anything goes especially when you're up against someone as sadistic as the Psycho King!"

Jaggeroth is hanging limp, the explosion sending fire and material into the side of his ribs. Wolfie starts posing for the crowd proud of her accomplishment, the monster starts moving around the wire mesh violently ripping his own body apart. Jaggeroth's jumpsuit is ripping apart as he takes this option to free himself. With one big violent shove backwards he frees himself from his entrapment and lands hard on his ass. Wolfie's eyes bug out as she sees the Time Killer standing again. The upper part of the jumpsuit had been ripped right from Jaggeroth's surprisingly muscular body.

"Holy Shit!"

Jaggeroth stands, the scars from his life of hardcore wrestling visible. The Psycho King gazes at the new scars to join him in his life, blood trickles down from his new cuts, the side of his ribs are bruised from the force of the explosion. Wolfie nearly craps herself at the sight of the ripped monster in front of her. Jaggeroth hunkers low and flexes his might for the crowd, a thundering cry rips out of his pulsing neck. Wolfie is in shock and can barely move as the thundering mass of muscle and pain hits her with a palm heel blasting her in the forehead. Jaggeroth lifts his arms in the air and makes a perfect circle symbol with his hands, It was time for The Wheel. The Psycho King looks around for a way to make the impact more explosive......You can see where he was going with this train of thought. Jaggeroth rips an explosive charge from the barbed wire mesh and lays it square on Wolfie's chest, with that he goes over to the turnbuckle and starts to mount it.

"O no! Jaggeroth is going to flatten Wolfie like a pancake to the mat!"

Jaggeroth is hunkered down on the top rope gazing on the prey he was about to pounce on, Wolfie starts to show signs of life. Jaggeroth stands up straight on the top turnbuckle and flies spinning foreword into the air. Wolfie was only playing opossum, she rolls over before impact leaving the explosive charge in her place. With two perfect flips forward Jaggeroth has no time to react as he lands on chest first on the mat, sparks fly underneath him as he hits the mat with "explosive force."

"Jaggeroth falls prey to another trap! Wolfie is really showing us the survivor she can really be!"

Jaggeroth rolls over onto his back holding his pain ridden chest, Wolfie looks on with a sinister smile. She starts to climb the turnbuckle herself, looking to make a "splash" in this match. The crowd goes wild seeing the aerial specialist take to the turnbuckle, Wolfie gains her balance and measures up her jump. Jaggeroth is unaware of the pain that might rain down on him as he tries nursing his wounds from the ground. Wolfie takes to the air scrunching her arms and legs together then letting them spring wide open as she hopes to land on something Psycho.

"Wolverina looks to land a frog splash!"

TBCB: The People's Victim.

[Wolverina]

Her body careens onto his, releasing all of the air that currently resides in his lungs. She bounces off of him due to the combined physics of her actions, and rolls into a balled position with her hands clutched to her bosoms, indicating that she also suffered from the high risk move. Time stands still for the on lookers who wish that their super-hero would simply rise up and cover him, but it is just not that simple. The unified chants from the crowd pump new adrenaline into Wolfie's veins as she elbows up and snaps her head in Jaggeroth's direction. He is laying still and the unimaginable creeps into her mind - she could win. Crawling on the bony points of her elbows, the Peoples Princess painstakingly makes it to her abuser and tosses her body across his chest, tossing up a prayer to her Lord, Jesus Christ, for a victory. The first two smacks from the fresh ref that has come down in the knick of time strike the canvas in a flash, and the third one is gonna come, she just knows it. Suddenly, her body is thrust into the air and backwards into the trio set of barbed wire that has been awaiting its next victim. Casting the appearance of a fly caught in a spider's web, Wolverina frantically thrashes about, making matters even worse as the sharp little ends burrow into her pristine skin and cut her. The feeling of despair can be felt by one and all throughout the seats at the sight of the powerful kick out and seeming invincibility of the nightmarish man. Somehow Wolfie grasps the wires that entrap her and pushes then pulls and screams as her hands are pierced in the process. More blood curdling screams emit from her vocals as she valiantly liberates herself and collapses to her hands and knees, her head lifting and vibrant ocean-blue orbs locking onto the recovering monster.

In a show of gallantry, Wolverina powers to a stand just as her hated enemy does, and runs at him headstrong. Courageously throwing caution to the wind, she takes to the air but is caught neatly across his big, muscular shoulders. He brings his hands up, securing her head and legs briefly before turning his back to the nearest set of barbed wire and falling backwards. A wail can be heard during Wolfie's descend, her cry out, knowing the fate that is coming. Another explosion rips through the air and the ominous smoke rises and rolls around the two bodies now placed in the glob of wire. A boastful, satisfied chant of "Holy Sh!t" resonates from viewing the sadistic Samoan drop, but is not aimed at the reviled man that performed it. The lens of a camera zooms in up close and personal through the parting smoke and it looks like the two combatants are sleeping peacefully in the hell surrounding them. Until, of course, Jaggy shows twitches of life in his arms and legs amid stirring back into the realm of the conscious. Being the less bludgeoned of the two, he peels away from the flesh devouring mess and stands triumphantly for a few seconds then leans over to catch his breath. His victim remains motionless and offers up no immediate response to consciousness as his recuperation period lingers on extensively. The hellcat had put up a decent little fight but he knew she was finished and carelessly pulls her out, tossing her crimson covered frame onto the canvas right in the middle of the ring. He wasn't going to merely pin her, he wants to do it in dominating manner, just to let all see how powerful he is. He pumps both fists into the air and places a boot on her wired compressed chest as the ring official drops for the count. The first count comes easy enough, followed by the second one, but a thought hits him before the third can reign down. He removes his foot and non-chalantly limps around to the edge of the wires and steps over them, plopping onto the outside where his white tackle box still lies.

Trix: He may have just made the biggest mistake of this match by giving up the pin attempt. I have been in the ring before and you never, NEVER remove yourself from a pin cover like that. It can and WILL come back to haunt you.

Sang: But you have never faced a force like Jaggeroth. He is the King of this match. I do believe he can pin her at any given time now, but I am more interested in WHY he passed up that golden opportunity.

Sang's question is answered soon thereafter, Jaggy pulling out a stapler and the very book that he stole from Wolfie's bedside nightstand during his little hospital "visit" with her - the Holy Bible. A pink book mark is seen still holding the place where Wolverina was reading and upon returning to her with items in hand, he flips to it and laughs at the chapter: Psalms 23 (The Lord is My Shepard). On her knees now, but glossy eyed and clueless, she falls forward, her face pressing against his knee. Evil laugher becomes the monster as he thinks back on how he took Wolfie's innocence, her family's pride by injuring them, and now, lastly to go, her religion. The Psycho King clears his throat and prepares to speak until a jolt of burning pain ripples the expanse of his penile region. His hands release the Good Book and it drops by her as her forearm is still placed between his legs. She lowers it then sends it high again and goes in for the hat-trick, dropping him to his knees with the final, flagrant low-blow. She crawls away from him and spots the silver tint of the stapler and her Bible right next to it. Urgently picking them up for use, she sends a gasp through the crowd as she rips the page out containing the verse Jaggy was going to read. After carefully setting the book down she gets to a vertical base, trembling some from the pain and shock her body is still dealing with. The Peoples Princess turns the page so that the verse is facing directly at Jaggeroth, then presses it against his bloodied pectoral region, directly over his heart. Next, and more crowd pleasing, she pins the front of the stapler firmly against it and in a reversal of fortune, cruelly speaks to him.

Wolverina: You need Jesus in your heart!

Her dainty little hand feels all too powerful as she squeezes on the lever over and over again, unleashing "biblical bullets" along the area, meshing the Holiest of scriptures with the anti-Christian's flesh in what can only be labeled as a hardcore forced conversion. The annoying pain and thought of the Lord being mixed with his very lifeforce and skin, gives the maniac enough will power to push the crusading Christian away. He spins away from her and runs away on his knees while digging at the page and staples with his sausage link sized digits. A sharp pain fills the back of his head from a well placed tossing of the metallic office tool by the Cutie-pie Christian. The blow isn't enough to hurt him, in fact it ticks him off. Still kneed, he turns around to face her and is greeted with a barrage of various expertly placed, educated martial arts kicks to both sides of his head, rattling his brain. He weathers the hellstorm from the wannabe female Chuck Norris long enough to prop up a knee, but just like in a game of chess, she checks his move swiftly. Using his knee as a step, the Princess of the People hikes herself into the air, exploding her far leg around with a pop of her hips, blasting the steel edge of her boot into his temple with one last kick. She's on the cusp of victory, she can feel it, her fans can too. Jaggy's body sways left to right groggily and is a simple finger push away from being knocked over. She reels back and picks up the Bible, wanting so desperately to humiliate him in defeat as much as he wants to her. Winding back with it, she runs at him and swings for the proverbial fences, pelting him across his mask with a epic Biblical B***h slap.

Sang: HOLY S**T on a stick! Jaggy is BORN AGAIN... the hardcore way!

Trix: AMEN sister! In the words of Ricky Bobby... THAT! JUST! HAPPENED!

Sang: If she manages to win at the end of this, Jaggy will be forced to retire. No way he'll be able to show his face..erm.. mask again!

In the twinkling of an eye, liken to a thief in the night, Wolfie's momentum is vanquished like it had never happened. A small cry escapes her blood caked lips at being suddenly draped over Jagger's shoulder as he roars up with a rebellious yell. Leaping into the air and spinning 180 degrees, he caps it off by driving her spine into the canvassed pine with a SICK spine buster that came straight from hell itself.

TBCB a BORN AGAIN Jaggeroth ;D

Sorry I ended it in a flash, felt like I was going too far length wise.

[Jaggeroth/Jerry/Grimey]

After the leviathan spine buster Jaggeroth is on his knees between Wolverina's legs. Wolverina's chest moves slowly up and down as the lust in Jaggeroth's eyes grows to monstrous proportions. The Psycho King looks down at his chest, the bible page still clinging to his flesh with the embedded staples. Jaggeroth moves slowly on top of Wolverina with one of her legs being held in the air. He presses his mask against her face and whispers sweet words into ear.

"You're gonna regret bringing God into this cluster fuck."

Jaggeroth presses his lips against Wolfie's mouth, she starts moving as a tongue is shoved down her gospel hole. Wolverina kicks and punches trying to get the Psycho King off of her, with a last ditch effort she bites down on the flesh Jaggeroth dangled in her mouth. The Time Killer kneels up holding onto the effected area, blood drips from his mouth hole through the mask. Jaggeroth stands up and straddles the barbed wire rope sticking out his shit talking muscle. Wolfie surveys the situation from a knee and congers up her will power to stand and face the servant of Satan. Jaggeroth points and stumbles towards the christian cutey, Wolverina takes a boxer's stance and lets loose a roaring uppercut into Jaggeroth's jowls. The Time Killer falls on his ass, half from the uppercut and half from the pain of his teeth chomping on his already tender tongue. Like a drunk at the frat house Jaggeroth sloppily gets to his feet, He stares coldly at the frozen Jesus lover. Jaggeroth breaks yet another copy right and holds out his arms in the air and shoots a mist of blood into the air, A hardcore baptism.

"How much blood can a single man loose and still stay standing let alone fight?"

"You're talking about the King of Hardcore here! This isn't the first time the man has lost a considerable amount of blood."

Like a charging rhino Jaggeroth stampedes towards his perfect little drug and with the extent of his arm brings her to the mat with a sickening thud. Jaggeroth takes a knee and looks around at the arena, people were getting pissed off at his sudden momentum gain. The Psycho King limps to the middle of the ring, digging deep into his roots. With his knees bent and his feet at shoulder length Jaggeroth looks up and points to the sky, another burst of blood rips from his punctured shit talking muscle. The Time Killer runs over to the barbed wire ropes and jumps on top of the middle rope, with his balance in check he springs backwards and turns in mid air clearing half of the ring. Jaggeroth is in air, with his leg extended he drops two hundred and seventy pounds of hate on top of Wolverina's dirty pillows.

"HOLY SHIT! Jaggeroth pulls off a devastating aerial maneuver."

"Well he was trained by the hardcore legend Sabu, tells you allot don't it.

Jaggeroth has his giant leg over Wolverina's chest and has a leg hooked. The ref comes down and hits the mat twice. Suddenly Jaggeroth lets go of the pin and rolls backwards. The crowd is pissed, death threats rain down along with the domestic swill all the hillbilly's in the crowd are chugging down. Jaggeroth stands and accepts the shower with open arms, Wolverina rolls over on her knees holding her fun bags from the force of an air Sabu. Having the Time Killer distracted Wolverina charges in and extends the sole of her boot into Jaggeroth's chest, embedding the staples deeper into his skin. Jaggeroth kneels over holding onto his bear like chest, In rage he rips off the bible page and with the holy relic released from his being the Psycho King gain new destructive resolve. Wolverina comes in for another kick to the chest but Jaggeroth was ready. Catching Wolverina's tender little leg in his ribs Jaggeroth has God's chosen little tease trapped. Jaggeroth sends down an elbow into Wolverina's knee, She howls in pain as the Time Killer thinks of his next move. Jaggeroth pulls her in and licks her cheek, a blood trail extends from her chin to her forehead.With Wolverina's leg hooked Jaggeroth traps her head in his armpit, With a snap of psycho strength Wolverina is lifted into the air and sent slammed back to the mat with a fisherman's suplex.

"This has got to stop, the strength difference here is just to much for Wolverina to contend with."

"She has been doing an OK job so far at keeping Jaggeroth grounded, she should be proud of that, most male competitors can't say they've been able to do that."

Jaggeroth is on his ass with Wolverina laid out behind him. The blood loss looks like its starting to get to him, his legendary stamina seems as if has reached its limit as his life fore trickles from his body. He looks behind himself and stares at Wolverina, her eyes rolling around in her head. A sick smile returns to his twisted masked face. Jaggeroth starts feeling his chest laughing from the sweet sharp pain he feels. His giant digits start pulling out the embedded staples. Little sprinkles of blood emit from his chest as each staple is pulled from his flesh. Wolverina starts to move and notices The Psycho King laughing his ass off. Wolverina takes this opportunity and wobbly comes in behind the Psycho King and kicks him in his bruised ribs. Jaggeroth falls to his side as Wolverina comes in with another kick with the steel toed boots in his ribs. Jaggeroth is on his stomach yelling obscenities to Wolfie, Wolverina gets on top of his back and starts rigging her arms around his neck. Wolverina locks in her sleeper clutch on Jaggeroth, the Time Killer's mouth erupts more spouts of blood as Wolverina tries choking the life out of Jaggeroth.

"That's kinda hot."

*Face palm* "Shut the fuck up."

Jaggeroth tries fighting out of the maneuver Wolverina has him locked in, Wolfie channels all the hate she has for the man that took her innocence and applies all the strength she has. Wolfie takes the chance to cock off and starts quoting the bible into Jaggeroth's ear. The Psycho King's eyes flash with hate, He starts to raise up. Jaggeroth stands up straight, Wolfie locks her legs around his waist trying to bring him down again. Jaggeroth spots his chance and charges at one of the explosive charges, Jaggeroth turns and jumps backwards into the charge. A flash erupts from the ring ropes as both competitors fall to the ground. Using Wolfie as a cushion Jaggeroth escapes most of the damage and rolls over onto his ass again. Wolfie lies on the ground unable to move nor breath after the shock wave ripped through her very being. The Psycho King rolls her over on her back and gets on top of her. Jaggeroth starts ripping out more of the staples lodged into his chest, he keeps two of them and looks on as his Drug starts to awaken. The Time Killer bends over and brushes the hair out of her eyes, Wolfie starts moving around and screaming, Jaggeroth's hair blocks the view. Jaggeroth lifts up and Wolfie has one eye closed and bleeding. Wolfie screams for her life but to no avail, the camera moves in and catches what Jaggeroth is doing. Bending over Jaggeroth is palming a small staple and smiling at Wolfie, He takes his fingers and latches on to her other eye lid. With the staple Jaggeroth shanks through both lids, after it goes threw Jaggeroth pinches it shut blinding Wolfie not only with pain but with metal.

"Fuck! That's sick, hes pierced her eye lids with the staples and then closed them shit!"

Jaggeroth stands up and gazes at his craftsmanship, Wolfie gets to her feet screaming in pain. Wolfie blindly fumbles around the ring with her arms out crying for help, She ends up in the corner turnbuckle. Jaggeroth comes and turns her around, he wraps her arms around the barbed wire ropes and holds them into place. Wolfie begs for this to stop, her cries fall on deaf ears. Jaggeroth starts shouting out to the blind beauty.

"Fuck your God! You're literally nothing but a blind sheep, You say hes on your side but look at whats happened to you! He doesn't care about you like I do. I can make you see what you really are! You want this to all end I will be merciful if you say what I want to hear! Submit yourself and proclaim ME as your GOD!"

Tears of blood tinkle down the eyes of the suffering crusader as she fights to save her soul from the man she now knows is Satan himself.

TBCB: My blind doll.

[Wolverina]

After his anti-God rant is over, Wolfie cries even louder and, in a last resort effort, lifts her right leg up to hit him with another underhanded low-blow. He's prepared this time and locks his legs together, stopping the advance cold. A thunderous punch rains down across her captured leg, forcing it back down. And as punishment for her attempt at hurting his deadly member, the Psycho King spins around and brings the back of his bear paw sized hand against the left side of her face, snapping her head to the right violently. Limpness follows, her head dropping down.

"Spinning backhand! Jesus!"

"And her head somehow remains attached to her body? The ref should call this off right now. This is starting to go a little too far."

"Don't count her out yet, you don't know how tough she is."

"True but are we really watching the same match? Jaggeroth is turning this into a blow-out. In football terms, Trix, he is running up the score on her."

Jaggy cups her chin and lifts her head up so that her face is in view. More ferber is on the way from his foul mouth, but her weak, soft voice strikes first.

"Jared... please stop."

In a startling show of obedience the rapist does as ordered. She had said his name, cutting deep into his psyche more than any man made weapon could. His hands ease up from pressing her arms against the wire, interested in what the beauty who rejected him all those years ago has to say.

"I was stupid and young at the winterball. I'm hurt, I can't go on. You want me? Take me just.. just take me. Pin me and get it over with, I'm done. God has forsaken me."

Overwhelming joy circulates throughout his mind, body and soul. He had broken her will in all areas of her life, now to include her faith, and he is in total ecstasy. She cries louder than ever as he ruthlessly rips her away from her plight and tosses her to the mat. As she lands on her back, her legs swing out far and spread, her arms and hands winding up flush against her sides. Things couldn't be working out any more perfectly than right now for the crazed Satanist. He takes a moment to savor the submissive view of his perfect little drug inviting him to take her completely. He drops down and crawls on top of her, placing the palms of both hands at either side of her head and slamming his lower region against her repeatedly in a perverted dry hump. Mr. Zebra looks at the deplorable pin attempt and doesn't want to acknowledge it as one, but it is, and he reluctantly flattens his body across the mat and begins the count. One... Jag forces his ravaged tongue into her mouth again, this time not meeting any resistance as it pins hers down and slides back toward her tonsils, two... Jaggeroth closes his eyes for the sweet moment that is less than a second away.

ZAAAAAAAAP!

Jaggy springs off of her in one giant burst of convulsion as 50,000 volts of electricity courses through his system. The ref rolls back from the action and peers on with wide eyes from a distance, resting them on the hand held device that Wolverina had sneakily brought into the battle.

"TAZER! TAZER! TAZER!"

"That was absolutely BRILLIANT!"

"Where in the heck did my girl get that?"

"From her pocket, look."

The replay comes on, showing Wolfie's hand deep in her pants pocket as the pinfall begins and suddenly it re-appears holding a small tazer, which she presses against Jag's side.

"Hey, that was the pocket Amanda slipped that mystery weapon into backstage."

"Good eye, Trix. It is indeed and now Wolvierna owes Amanda bigtime; owes her career, probably even her life to her because I think Jaggeroth wanted to kill her there for a second."

"And you were about to count Wolfie out, haha."

"Yeah yeah yeah, gotta give her credit. She played on Jaggy's emotions and laid out a perfect trap knowing that she couldn't possibly fight her way out of that situation. Like I said, brilliant."

While the Peoples Princess lies there trying to cope with her demoralized state, the explosives crew around the ring seem to have lost count of how many charges need to be replaced, so they just go around putting up much more than actually needed, and shrug collectively as they return to their areas. Frightened half to death at her current disposition, Wolfie reaches up and hesitantly tugs at her stapled shut lids. She cries a little bit more because of what will need to be done. She breathes in deeply, summoning up the courage before taking two fingers to each lid and plucking them free with a strong yank. Crimson seeps out and floods her tear-ducts and she wails aloud at the unbearable pain consuming her.

Not to fall at the hands of a vile Satanist, the Christian Cutie squirms along to her knees when it hits her that her eye-lids won't stay open. With every forceful motion up from them, they slowly drop back down and rest dormant. Alarming as that is, she refuses to relent and roars in frustration at the next thought that must happen to give some semblance of her sight back. Feeling around and accepting the stapler back into her hand, the scorned lady brings it to her right eye first and peels the lid up against her brow. Most of the crowd groan and cover their mouths as she places the lip of the stapler against the eyelid and squeezes the lever. Intolerable pain surges to the area and through ear-piercing screams she does the same to her other eyelid.

"What a friggin' WARRIOR! She stapled her eye-lids OPEN"

"That was disgusting, ugghhh!"

The ultimate underdog tosses the stapler asunder and shoots to her feet with great resolve, taking a more staturess and regal posture, one befitting a Princess in front of her court. Her hindered blue eyes jerk and twitch from the dramatic trauma, yet she charges at the weakened monster in her hampered field of view. Coming up to his side she leaps slighty into the air, her side knocking against his as she swings her arm across the back of his neck, forming a CHRISTIAN SIDE HUG. Instinct from many-a-battle alerts the Psycho One and he quickly counters. He palms her back and pushes her off of him. She lands a few feet away and spins back at him but is turned inside out and into a twisted flip after being upended by a spear that might as well have split her in two. Disheartened by the hated man's inhuman abilities, the jeers, food and beverages start flying in, splattering all over him. Jaggeroth mocks them earnestly as he stands over their pillaged Princess and bends down. The thought of an easy three count doesn't come close to entering his mind, not after the fool she made of him earlier.

His boot smashes down on her hand, then the other one, making her tuck them in to her chest for protection. Jag moves right along, now aiming on her legs, stomping a mud hole in them as the volume of noise and items thrown at him intensify. The slow destruction of their hero causes dismay and looks like theres no end in sight as he snatches her up by the ponytail then rises her above his head in a Gorilla Press. This time there is no show-boating, he immediately drops to a knee while simultaneously releasing her from over 7 feet in the air. When she plummets, her ribs collide with his patella, knocking a yelp and alot of air out of her. Bored with so little fight left in her, the maniac shoves her off and walks around her as she guards her blitzed ribs with her forearm. The stalking game amuses him so much that he allows her to at least make it half way back to a vertical base before grabbing her and ejecting her from HIS yard.

To make his vicious intentions known, Jaggy steps over the explosives laden wires and takes one of the charged particle boards with him. His zest to be the dragon to burn down the Princess' castle proves to be a flaw as he isn't very careful with the object. A sudden pop sounds off, followed by wafting smoke and LOTS of pain encompassing his hand and arm from the effect of his careless handling.... or was it God's work? Whatever the cause, a wheezing and battle fatigued Wolverina flips the apron cloth up and swipes her hand under it. The camera picks up how meticulous she is with it though, clearly looking for a specific item. She freezes and hisses as she wraps her afflicted hands around two wooden handles. She pulls the rest of it out, exposing the long, wood handled, metal edged fence building aid.

"What is she going to do with some pole hole diggers? There isn't a fence to be built here."

"Probably to dig into Jaggy, hopefully his damn heart!"

"TRIX!"

Despite the torrent of pain plaguing his hand and arm, the violator rounds the corner of the ring and ventures to his future "bride-to-be", and she is waiting just like an angry wife. She "Barry Bond's" him right across the knee, buckling him to a fall instantaneously. The sexy slugger pounces like the lioness she has become, pushing the wooden handles together so that the metal ends part away from one another. Sitting up now, Jaggy hollers in excruciating pain while grasping at his knee, and doesn't realize the terror she has in store for him. Approaching him from behind and quickly fitting the dispersed ends over his head and face like a medieval helmet, the Peoples Princess pulls the handles away from each other now. The metal ends close shut against both sides of Jaggy's head, putting him in a ferocious metallic vice-grip. Howling and tremendous gym shaking salvos emanate from her people, cherishing the sight of her becoming an animal before their very eyes. She continues to compress him hatefully with the very tool she and her dad have used yearly to build fences all over Cornhusker Country.

TBCB Faggy-Jaggy

[Jaggeroth/Jerry/Grimey]

Jaggeroth is getting the squeeze all over his face as Wolverina continues her assault on his head with the post digger. He can just make it out, but he has to do something he wished he didn't have to. Jaggeroth starts twisting and turning his face all around inside the earth breaking tool. After a few seconds The Time Killer pops out of the device, leaving his mask behind.

"Gasp!"

"Omg! Hes got scars all over his body and his face!"

Jaggeroth rolls away on the ground and stands up revealing his true face to the crowd. A cameras man comes up for a closer inspection. Jaggeroth's face is full of nicks and cuts from his past battles in the realm of hardcore. Seen from his last fight against a pair of tits runs from his forehead, across his right eye and down to his chin. Wolverina looks on in surprise at the events that unfolded, Jaggeroth comes in and power yanks the device out of her hands. Wolfie looks on frozen to the ground at the scarred warrior God before her, Jaggeroth takes his mask from the clutches of the device. He looks at his perfect little drug standing with wet panties before him.

"There's no more Jared you slimy bitch! There's only The Psycho King!"

Wolverina tries to escape back into the ring as Jaggeroth slips the mask back onto his face. The Time Killer grabs her by the ankles and drags her back to the outside falling flat on her stomach. Jaggeroth takes the post hole digger and brings its clamps next to her wounded hand. Jaggeroth clamps down on her weak little wrist and starts to squeeze him a fresh glass of Wolverina. She howls in pain as Jaggeroth twist around the device, if she wasn't going to give him her hand in marriage no man would have her. Jaggeroth halts his attack and throws the device to the curb, Wolfie is holding onto her little wrist in her dirty pillows as Jaggeroth lifts her up up the ponytail. The Time Killer throws her back into the barbed wire hell, Wolfie rolls to the middle of the ring. Jaggeroth is hurt, he rolls into the ring and lies there holding onto his head, Wolfie stands and sees her opportunity. Wolverina skips in the air and rolls on the ground tucking herself in then up and out and over again, she falls back first against Jaggeroth's ribs.

"Wolverina brings the thunder down on Jaggeroth!"

"Pin Him! Pin Him!"

Jaggeroth rolls away holding onto his battered and bruised ribcage. Wolverina rolls away and the crowd goes wild at the sites before them. The bad guy is on the ground getting his ass whipped like a government mule, and their now magically blonde hero is standing tall about to put the finishing touch on the situation. Wolverina tries to pick Jaggeroth up off the mat, but hes just to heavy and bulky for the princess to pick him up. She decides to give him a little jolt, she picks up her discarded taser and turns to Jaggeroth. The Psycho King sees the little device in her hands and vaults up, Wolverina starts chasing him around the ring with the shock stick. The crowd is laughing at the situation, like a lion running scared from a mouse. Jaggeroth presses against the barbed wire rope then puts one leg over starring at the device of pain in her little hands. Wolverina comes up and sends another jolt into his psycho ass. Jaggeroth is hung against the ropes, his muscles twitching uncontrollably. Wolverina uses the assistants from the ropes and grabs Jaggeroth by the head, using the ropes she starts bouncing him up and down on his crotch, and with one final grunt she has Jaggeroth in the air.

"OMG! Wolverina has The Psycho King above her head!"

Wolverina keeps the massive bulk of Jaggeroth in the air for a couple seconds, her muscles give out and she sends him head first into the mat.

"BBBBRRRAAAAAIN BUUUUUUUUUUSSSSSTAAAA!"

The Time Killer lies on the ground, blood begins to spill out the top of his mask. Wolverina busted Jaggeroth open the hard way. Wolverina rolls him over and begs for the ref to come on down with her. The fresh zebra lays and takes his hand and hits the canvas once....twice......No dice. Jaggeroth bench presses the People's Princess above his chest and sends her flying backwards. Jaggeroth takes a knee, he flips the chin of his mask up and starts releasing the pool of blood inside. Wolverina comes up out of nowhere and kicks him in the side of the head, She goes for another but Jaggeroth grabs her dainty little leg and snap dragons her across the ring. Wolverina rolls around for a bit only to get back up and comes charging back into her violator, Jaggeroth takes the brunt of her clothesline in her chest. Wolverina gets frustrated and starts punching wildly at the mad man. Jaggeroth applies his own christian side hug on Wolfie, She looks at him with fear in her eyes. Jaggeroth has one of those fatherly smiles on his face. Wolfie smiles back awkwardly, Jaggeroth plants a little kiss on the side of her cheek. Jaggeroth is disgusted with this pg moment and lets out a roar, he grabs Wolfie by the back of the head and her pants. Jaggeroth spins and jumps with Wolfie in tow dropping her with an in air hip toss. The ring thunders from the force of the violent Hapkido maneuver, Jaggeroth rolls off the top of the hurt christian.

"A simple yet powerful maneuver from the Time Killer!"

"This man is all power!"

Jaggeroth is on his knees waiting for Wolverina to show a sign of life so he could stomp it out again. The Christian Cutey starts to stir and gets up to her feet. Jaggeroth runs up looking for the finish, He comes in and jumps high into the air with his knee centered on Wolverina's face. Wolverina falls to her knees barely escaping the Dragon God Jaggeroth had planed for her. The Time Killer lands on his feet and runs a few steps from the momentum, running straight into an explosive charge. Sparks fly from his stomach as he starts backpedaling, Wolverina comes in and jumps on his back. The force sends Jaggeroth falling backs wards, Wolfie plants her knees into his lumbar and falls with him to the mat.

"Back Cracker! Wolverina is getting close to finishing this fight once and for all!"

"That's not a finisher Trix, She still has to put Jaggeroth down for good."

Jaggeroth lands hard against Wolverina's knees and bounces off and onto the mat. Wolfie tries to stand up but the force of Jaggeroth landing on her is to much for her small frame. Wolfie holds onto her little knees as if they were about to fall off her body, Jaggeroth back is bent in an unnatural position as he lays on his side. Wolverina gets to her feet but falls as soon as she stands up, Jaggeroth is trying to make it back up to continue the fight, but the blood loss is starting to get to him. His head is spinning and he can slowly feel his strength leaving his hands as he tries to get up. Jaggeroth turns to Wolverina, shes struggling to stand and keeps falling to the mat. The smile returns to his face, the prize is all he needed to think about to get himself back into the fight. With renewed vigor he stands tall, ready to make the women know she was his. The Time Killer picks her up by the arms and with a smile he spins her around and up into the air. Front to back Jaggeroth spins her around in the air and drops her with a blue thunder bomb. Wolverina's head bounces off the mat from the explosive show of strength Jaggeroth unleashed on her ass. Wolverina rolls onto her back and tries to crawl away, Jaggeroth simply puts his feet and presses all his weight on her. She tries to scream but the pressure drives all the air out of her lungs, she starts to shake as a last ditch effort. Jaggeroth's bruised in knee gives out and he falls to her side on the mat. Wolverina moves in and locks Jaggeroth's arm with her legs, her arms try and find the sweet spot underneath Jaggeroth's mask. Wolfie finds Jaggeroth's nose and begins lifting up on it with all that she has left in her.

"Wolfie locks in a crippler cross face. Can she make the titan pass out or tap out."

"Break his nose! Snap the fucker right off!"

Wolverina has Jaggeroth on the verge of just saying fuck it, The edge of her hands dig deeper into his nose. Jaggeroth feels the urge to quit, but he could not just tap and give up, Wolverina's skin felt just to damned soft and tender and he needed to get on that shit again. He starts to fight out of it by grabbing Wolfie by the back of her knee and squeezing with his trapped arm, She was to hell bent to just give in to a little pain. Jaggeroth goes for a last ditch effort and does a push up, Wolfie tries kicking the arm in to make him fall to the mat again. Jaggeroth rolls forward onto his back with Wolfie in tow, on his back he plants an elbow into her chest to make her break the hold. Feeling starts coming back to Jaggeroth's limbs, he gets to his feet dragging Wolfie up by the ponytail with him. Wolfie tries fighting back with kicks to the ribs, Jaggeroth doesn't care, it was time to show the bitch who's boss. Jaggeroth grabs her by the throat and the crotch and lifts her into the gorilla press and walks over to the turnbuckle, Wolfie tries to twist around to throw him off balance to no avail. Jaggeroth has a plan to make a symphony in blood, With Wolfie in the air he drops her front first onto the barbed wire turnbuckle. Wolfie screams and can't move as the barbs have her trapped again. Jaggeroth gets on the top rope with her and starts lifting her legs.

"What the fuck is he doing?"

Using the ropes as stepping stones Jaggeroth locks around Wolverina's and puts hers in a half rectangle position as he sits down on her back pulling her legs back.

"FUCK! A TIME DEVOURER ON TOP OF BARBED WIRE ROPES!"

Jaggeroth moves moves back and forth on the top rope trying to turn Wolfie into a nice sliced Christmas ham as she suffers from the force of Jaggeroth pressing her body against the ropes.

"TAP YOU FUCKING BITCH!"

TBCB: Lacerated Liz.

[Wolverina]

The ring general steps in with his eyes locked on those of Wolfie's, ready to end the bout at the slightest tap or verbal submission. A wretched scream comes from her and he has to turn his face away from the sight of her twisted, tortured expression. Earlier she had used the "God has forsaken me" line to lure Jaggy into a trap, but now, that very thought was real. Small puffs show from her cheeks as she begins to drift away and the fans ring in the boo-fest, figuring the match is over with now. Just when all hope seemed lost there's an eruption of cheers around the entrance ramp and the camera switches to it. Junning (running/jogging lol) down the aisle is Mr. Cassady, Wolvierina's daddy, with a white neck brace on from the injury he sustained at the hands of The Psycho King on WNG. His hands are at his waist pulling his belt off and folding it for use.

"Business has picked up, yeeeeeeeah! Get you some Daddy Cass!"

"That is a tough old bastard right there! He shouldn't be out here, though. He could get dead, not just hurt again, but literally dead!"

Daddy Dearest jogs around the ring and climbs onto the outskirt of it, bringing the belt into use against his "future son-in-law's" back and neck. It takes a multitude of lashes but Jaggeroth eventually lets go of the move and falls unceremoniously to the floor, resting in front of the announce table. Keeping his belt in hand, he helps his precious little girl from the trap she's in, often getting bit by the protruding pointy ends of the barbed wire. It is all worth it though, especially when he finally frees her completely from it. Wolverina crumbles to the outside also and looks like Carrie in the bloodbath scene from the movie "Carrie". A powerful yank of his belt rips it free from his grasp and to his horror, below him, is the profusely bleeding Psycho King. Now wielding the power of the belt, Jaggeroth pulls him off of the apron and socks him in the face, dropping him face first onto the floor.

A strong, burning pain explodes across Mr. Cassady's back as Jaggeroth lashes him with the belt, but this is different, the sick freak had decided to lash him with the metal buckle that has the hole hook sticking out. The sounds of the smacks and the terrified moans of her father guides Wolfie to her hands and knees, where she crawls and heaves her body across her dad's back as another lash comes down. She cradles him as tightly as possible and takes a whole new batch of the savage belt strikes until Jaggy removes his perfect little drug from the equation, and gorilla presses her overhead and into the ring. He tosses the belt down and looks to be following up on Wolfie's destruction, but stops before entering back into the square circle. Change of plans. His head cranes down at her father and he drops down off of the apron, picking his future "father-in-law" up to a vertical base. Without a care in the world he easily hoists him up and across his massive shoulders, face up and a leg cradled, taunting the crowd with his catch. Jaggeroth falls sideways, driving Daddy Cassady's head to the floor.

"OH MY GOD, BILEDRIVER! What an awkward moment it's going to be later on at family outings once Wolfie and Jag tie the knot."

"What are you friggin' talking about? That'll never happen!"

"You're right, it won't, because he just murdered him. This is a lost cause. No matter what Wolverina does, no matter how many chances she gets, Jaggeroth is just too evil, impervious and powerful to beat. Simply put: Jaggeroth OWNS Haven."

"I can't believe you just said all of that! You gotta believe in her, I do!"

From inside the ring Wolfie looks up at the last moment, just catching the tail end of the sickening maneuver. Reinvigorated by this, she pushes away any pain and constant blood loss to run across the ring in Jaggy's direction, letting out a yowling cry. Near the barbed wire she jumps into the air, clearing them entirely and flipping forward as she speeds towards the Psycho King. All 140 pounds of her, to include the laws of physics pressed behind her, crash into the absentminded maimer, rocketing him against the barrier. She lands upside down by him, but his body acted as a buffer that cushioned her from any side effects that normally accompany such a suicidal dive. Her concern for the outcome of the match is put on the back burner after she rolls around for a moment and gets enough wits about her to locate her fallen father. Kneeling over him, relief finds her in the form of two medical technicians who arrive from the back and begin to work on him.

And from a scene straight out of a horror film, the monster that can't be hurt or killed approaches her from behind and whisks her up by her pony tail, spinning her around to face him. A gasp is all that she gets out before being lifted into the air by her waist. He falls backwards and releases her accordingly, dropping her chest first across the top of the security barrier. She bounces away after the tumultuous hit and lies stagnate on the floor again, another pin attempt that Jaggeroth passes up. Moving along to his white tackle box, the deranged rapist sifts through it and pulls out a roll of duct tape and lifts it for every eye to see. More drowning jeers embrace him but he pays no attention, it is undivided and channeled at Wolverina's final demise.

"The last time we saw him with duct tape it was in that closet in the gym, you know this isn't about to be pretty. I wouldn't put it past him to violate her again right here in front of us."

"He's got a million gruesome uses for tape, and he may try to utilize all one million of them on Wolverina tonight."

"Or Mr. Cassady for his interruption. There's just no telling what a unpredictable man such as Jag will do."

Jaggeroth takes hold of a steel chair and folds it, then places it flat on the floor and walks towards the contingent of explosives experts. They flee but he manages to snag one of them and orders a charge to be placed on the chair, apparently not wanting to do it himself due to his earlier snafu. The crewman does so and under the direction of the Psycho God also tapes it down to the chair. Things were about to get crazy, his excitement growing along with his lower region at the thought of his plan. With the charge taped chair ready for use, he yanks the crowd favorite up and sticks her head between his legs while standing above the chair.

"Mercifully it is about to be over, thank God! This has been like watching an execution where the victim is brought back to life and killed over and over again just for the killer's sick pleasure."

"He's gonna give her the Vicarious on that chair rigged to blow! He's going to break her back, like, in hundreds of pieces."

He wraps his arms around her sexy waist and lifts her up for his finishing move. As the back of her legs meet each of his shoulders, her hand swings down at his mask, a thick cloud of white in its wake. Jaggy abandons his move to grab at his mask and pull it off, letting his prey off the hook as the salt burns deep into his eyes. She collapses to the floor, almost landing on the horrid weapon he'd concocted, but the sneaky little cutie isn't down for long. She watches as he stumbles back and bumps into the commentators table, prompting them to stand and move out of the way while maintaining their headsets. Wrapping her brutalized and lacerated hands around the legs of the charged chair, she brings it up with her as she stands. Her counterpart's bad timing pays dividends to her as he rips his mask off again, only to find her launching at him with chair cocked back.

His cold heart jumps into his throat just as she rifles the chair against the right side of his head and face, sending an explosion, flames and sparks dancing around (non-lethal but painful, of course), along with a metallic booming sound following suit. His body is jolted and rocked backwards and lies across the announce table as the "HOLY SH!T" chants roll in. After tossing the unusable chair away she refuses to accept him as finished off, she'd learned the hard way about that already in the match. Now, she is going to make sure of it. Ripping the ring cloth up and looking under it, she runs her hand over a few things before grabbing a medium sized ladder and pulling it out. The crowd passionately praise her choice as she struggles to force it upright and open, but once she does, she is strictly business as she begins her climb.

"She's got a heart the sized of Texas and half of the Eastern United States. She is like the energizer bunny... keeps going and going and tries to blow peoples faces off now. Look at the blood trail and drippings behind her, Trix. It looks like a severed fluid line under a car!"

"Do you believe in her now? Do you? I told you all along not to count her out. Look at my girl go, it's like she was born for this! She's already at the top, YES!"

Seated atop the ladder and looking down at the man who has robbed her of everything, she raises her head away from him and to the ceiling. Her arms slowly rise with her head, forming a crucifix pose that pays homage to the man who died for her on the cross. The spectators eat it up like candy, feeling as though this was some kind of Kodak moment. Their hands fiddle with their cameras and phones, aiming them up to her as she forces herself to a weary stand atop the last rung of the ladder. A deep inhale and exhale later, the Peoples Princess propels herself off, quickly jerking her body backwards as she soars magnificently through the air. A sparkling array of flashes shower the open space in the gym, briefly losing her in mid-air. As Wolverina descends rapidly she completes the backflip rotation and has her elbow directed like a dagger. With earth shattering force she lands on Jaggeroth, her elbow knifing at his chest brutally. As expected, the announce table is demolished on impact, along with the two combatants that now reside in a jumbled heap of wood splinters, pain, blood and bones.

"WISH UPON A SHOOTING STAR! David... Davidette has slain Goliath!"

"Where's the cover? Come on, cover, cover!"

Not a seat in the building is fitted with a fans buttocks, all standing wide eyed and roaring. After a few seconds go by and the replay has run it's course, the collected mass viewing the event in person come to a revelation, an unusual one given the superb moral standing of Wolverina. The've had their legendary Queen who has tested time, Amanda Hallsworth. The've had their tenacious Ladder Queen, Kahlan. But at last, the wrestling gods have bestowed upon them a woman they have waited all too long for. Realizing this, a small chant starts up that immediately gains traction and soon turns into a mighty, reverberating chant of proclamation...

"Queen of Extreme! Queen of Extreme! Queen of Extreme!"[/color]

TBCB Jaggeroth. This is more than likely my last RP of the match given the Holidays and crazy work schedule on 27th, 28th and 29th. Merry Christmas, Jaggy and all.

In reference to the Carrie movie, go to the following link and fast forward to 1:14, because everything before that minute mark is kinda lame.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=SOqBBf0Eqj8&feature=related

[Jaggeroth/Jerry/Grimey]

The crowd paid for their whole seats, yet they only needed the edge. Jaggeroth and Wolverina lay in a pile of destruction after Wolverina wished upon a shooting star. The medial technicians are starting to cart Mike Cassady out, the old man starts fighting and falls over the edge of the cart and rolls onto the floor. Minutes start to go by and ring staff starts checking on the two fallen superstars, no movement or response comes from either as they are dragged from the wreckage of the impact zone. Mike Cassady starts crawling towards his daughters presumed corpse trying to talk her back into this match, he needed his daughter to end it all now or the nightmare could haunt them forever. Wolverina starts to moan and cough as the medical crew brings out the smelling salts. Jaggeroth is hunched down against the steel barrier, an elbow shaped bruise starts to form on his pecks as what little blood he has left rushes to the traumatized capillaries in his chest. Jaggeroth's eyes are rolling in his head, he starts mumbling something to a medical crewman who is trying to ask him the usual are you ok, what’s your name kind of questions you'd ask a car crash or stroke victim. Jaggeroth simply answers the man with two words.

"I'm Death."

The Psycho King makes it to his feet with the help of the medical staff and limps over to his little drug; blood is escaping his mouth and nose. Wolverina is out from the impact of the fall unaware that her nightmare is getting closer. The ring crew tries to get him to stay back as they prepare a blood transfusion for Wolverina. Jaggeroth grabs a blood pouch right of one of the medical staffs hands and rips a hole into it. The Psycho King tilts his head back and lets the sweet sweet life force drain from the bag and into his stomach. Holy Shit! Cheers erupt from the crowd as Jaggeroth wipes his chin and throws the bag past the security gate and into the crowd for someone to have as a keepsake.

"OMG! He just drank blood! Is this man even a man! Or is he some sort of paranormal freak!"

"He's a monster, nuff" said."

The Time Killer pushes off the medical crew and grabs the unconscious Princess by her back and waist, like a scene from the creature from the black lagoon Jaggeroth carries Wolverina over to the ring and gently rolls her back in. Jaggeroth is about to go back into the ring for a pin when suddenly...ZAAAAAAP!

"And daddy comes back in for another save!"

Mike Cassady had sneaked up behind Jaggeroth with the taser Wolfie brought with her and was going to town on the Psycho King with the shocking device. Jaggeroth falls to the ground outside the ring defenseless against the furious fathers attack. Mike drops sloppily to his knees and begins zapping Jaggeroth in the neck again and again asking the Time Killer if he liked being tortured. Mike goes in again with the device only to get nothing, the taser had ran out of juice. Furious Mike starts beating the blunt edge against Jaggeroth's skull, he comes down like the hammer of Thor with the taser crashing it into the side of Jaggeroth's head.

"Hey whats going on in the crowd?"

Mike's POW meter is building up with each strike against Jaggeroth's head, when all of a sudden....COOOMMMMBO BREAKER! Brian Blades jumps from the top of the security gate and drops the limits of gravity on Mike. The Bard huddles over the gate and tries lifting Jaggeroth to his feet. The crowd roars its upset at the arrival of Jaggeroth's Evil Intent.

"HEY! Get those fuckers out of here, this can't be legal."

"Wolverina got assistants from her Father, Why can't Jaggeroth call in his troops as well?"

Austin Creed starts running down the entrance ramp with something in his hands and heads over to his comrades in cruelty. The Bard is trying to get the massive frame of his leader to his feet, Austin Creed comes over and hands something to bard. Its a silver flask with Jaggeroth's tengoku symbol engraved across it, Bard opens it up and puts it to Jaggeroth's lips. The Time Killer chugs the seemingly magical elixir down and lets loose with coughs and hacking. After a few moments Jaggeroth stands on his own, He brings Brian over and whispers instructions into his ear. Brian looks at the leader with shock and confusion in his face and asks.... Really? Jaggeroth nods with a psycho smile and his three knights of destruction grab Mike Cassady by the ankle and start to drag him away and up the entrance ramp. Jaggeroth smiles, as his future father in law is hauled away screaming for his daughter’s life to be sparred. The Time Killer rolls into the ring and gets a birds eye view of Mike disappearing behind the entrance curtain. Jaggeroth turns around and eyes his perfect drug; Wolverina lays on her side with her back to the Psycho King. Jaggeroth walks up but his common sense was tingling, Wolfie had something curled underneath her self. Seeing as another trap might cost him the match at this stage Jaggeroth decides to do the safe thing and runs...right at her. The Psycho King runs and kicks his legs out from himself and tucks his arms in, two hundred and seventy pounds of hate falls on top of the People's Princess setting off the explosive charge she was hoping to nail Jaggeroth with. Sparks fly as the force of the explosive charge rips threw her chest, Jaggeroth rolls to the side and catches an eye full. Wolverina had her shirt ripped off earlier in the match and was down to nothing but a bra throughout most of the contest, now that bra had been ripped to shreds. Wolverina is lying on her back unaware of the situation as she tries to get air back into her lungs. The crowd is silent for a moment, then all the men and now bi-curious women in the stadium start cheering at the Christian Cutey's public display of her apple shaped bosoms. Jaggeroth is disgusted with this, these people don't deserve to get a taste of the fruit that was rightfully his. The Time Killer rolls out of the ring and over to the announce crew.

"Wow...those. Those are nice!"

"They are. I mean they're ok, HEY WHAT THE CRAP, WHAT ARE YOU DOING FUCKER!"

Jaggeroth pushes Sang out of the way and puts his hands on Trix, after a little fight he rips off her Ladder queen t-shirt she was sporting. Jaggeroth slides back into the ring, the zebra puts himself over Wolverina to try and cover her exposed shame. Jaggeroth kicks the ref in the head thinking he was trying to cop a feel; Wolverina opens her eyes to only see Jaggeroth bending over and trying to put something over her head. Wolverina tries to fight only adding to the bounce count, but Jaggeroth gets the shirt over and onto her. Wolfie kicks and screams trying to get away from the still standing behemoth, She catches him in the jaw with an elbow and he backs off. The People's Princess backs up on her butt into the turnbuckle, she notices that the ref is laying down on his face and for some reason unbeknown to her she was wearing a Kahlan shirt.

"Hey Trix, is there a draft in here or is the sight of Jaggeroth to much for your nipples to bear?"

Wolverina sees Trix slap the taste out of Sang's mouth, out of the corner of her eye she glances the sight of something running towards her. Jaggeroth comes in with his feet in front of him and drop kicks the sitting Wolfie in the stomach. Wolverina doubles over in her seated position and lets out the contents of her stomach all over the turnbuckle. Jaggeroth pulls her out of her own filth and grabs her by the back of the head, Wolverina fights back and plants her foot in Jaggeroth's "Psycho Prince" The Time Killer is bent over holding onto the biggest member of Evil Intent as Wolverina swoops in and spears Jaggeroth to the ground. Wolverina converts to her cat fighting skills and pulls on Jaggeroth's long trail of green and blue hair; She pulls hard on it while dropping bombs on his face and neck. Jaggeroth can barely fight back as Wolverina earns her namesake and pummels and lashes out at him; Wolfie plants her long fingernails into his throat and tries pressing her thumb straight into his jugular. Jaggeroth has no choice; he rears back his fist and cracks Wolfie in the nose. Wolverina falls to her side and Jaggeroth pushes her carcass off of him. Wolverina springboard up and comes at Jaggeroth with jabs and shin kicks, she was looking to beat the martial arts master at his own game. Jaggeroth goes in for a spinning round kick aimed at her head, Wolverina ducks the high kick and plants her boot into Jaggeroth ass. The Time Killer has his back to her and as she walks up he back kicks Wolverina in the stomach, Wolfie tumbles and rolls backwards and right back up to her feet. Jaggeroth turns around and sees Wolverina shuffling towards him on one leg, She was going to finish this fight once and for all. Wolverina aims her "Goodness Gracious" kick for Jaggeroth's face, The Time Killer puts his arms in an X and blocks her finishing maneuver and pushes the Christian Cutey back and flat on her rump. Jaggeroth lifts his right leg into the air and aims his heel for Wolverina's forehead, he brings it down and crashes it into the mat, Wolfie has rolled to the side in the nick of time and back onto her feet.

"This is getting dangerous! Does Wolfie think she can honestly out fight a trained martial artist in a kicking contest?"

Wolverina comes in and kicks Jaggeroth in the back of his knee, The Time Killer hunches down turning towards her and jumps high off the mat. He extends his knee ready to bomb Wolfie in the face with his "Dragon God" attack. Wolverina side steps to the left and misses the attempt to take her head off; Jaggeroth lands back down on the mat. Wolfie grabs him by the wrist and starts to roll her leg around his arm; she tries falling to the mat with him for the flying arm bar. Jaggeroth bends over with her, Wolfie is locked on tight and won't let go of his arm. Jaggeroth is still on his feet and with freak show strength he lifts her back up, with his trapped arm he shoots it forwards towards her and grabs her by the throat. The Psycho King pushes her arm to the side and lifts her clean off the mat, Wolverina kicks and screams but to no avail as she is picked up by her neck and hangs almost nine feet into the air. Jaggeroth swings his arm down and falls to the mat with her.

"S.F.W! Jaggeroth hits a choke slam on Wolfie! The end is nigh! The end is NIGH!"

"NO, GET UP WOLFIE! GET UP AND FIGHT!"

TBCB: The slaughtered princess.

(OOC) Merry Christmas to you to Haven....O yeah and CHEERS!

[Jaggeroth/Jerry/Grimey]

Wolverina lies on the mat as her life slowly drains away in front of her eyes, the force of Jaggeroth's S.F.W nearly sent her on her way to her beloved God. Jaggeroth is on his hands and knees breathing heavily from the amount of explosive energy he had unleashed upon Wolfie's soul. Thoughts start running threw his head, all the pain he had to go threw to prove to this women that she belonged to him. Blood drips from the holes and pores of his mask, vision loss starts to set in the absence of his life force. He needed to end this clusterfuck and in a hurry. The Psycho King crawls on all fours on top of Wolverina and holds her arms down to the mat, leaning over he kisses her on her beaten and bloodied cheek. Jaggeroth peers around and notices that the ref is still face down on the mat after getting kicked in the head, a third zebra is running down to aisle and slides into the ring. The new ref begins to check on his colleague to see if he’s all right, Jaggeroth yells at the idiot to come over and do his job. The new ref slams on his stomach and starts the countdown that would decide the fate of Wolverina. 1......2..............The ref holds his hand in the air but won't bring it down for the three count.

"Jaggeroth should have the pin right there? What's going on here?"

"A miracle! An honest ref for once is standing up to tyranny!"

Jaggeroth looks up after a few seconds after not hearing the third tap, The ref is on his knees with tears in his eyes. Jaggeroth yells at the man to finish what he started. The Ref stands up and shakes his head in defiance, Jaggeroth notices a small red ribbon in the shape of a cross across his heart. The Time Killer stands up, all six foot and eight inches of him bear down on the tiny man in the striped shirt. Jaggeroth starts making his demands count the pin or be destroyed! The ref stands there with his face to the floor, he summons all his strength and looks Jaggeroth right in the face with a clear no answer. The Psycho King roars at the disobedient dog and jacks him in the jaw with a ferocious haymaker. The ref's head tilts to one side as his body folds underneath him. The Psycho King tries to snap the other ref out of his unconscious state, he shows signs of being somewhat OK in the head and Jaggeroth pulls him by the shirt over to Wolverina. The ref lays on his stomach with his head titled on the ground starring at the pin attempt. He raises his hand up into the air 1..............................................

"NOW WHAT! The second ref for this match has passed out?!?"

"God's grace and mercy shines down on his servant again!"

The ref had passed out again right in the middle of the three count, Jaggeroth lifts his battle worn carcass to try and get him to come to. The Time Killer gets frustrated with his current situation and starts slapping the dazed out ref around, He turns over to the fallen again to make sure she was still down. Wolverina is nowhere to be found, the crowd was lifting the roof again so Jaggeroth knew a trap was in the making for him. He starts peering over the sides of the ring looking for his perfect drug, She was hiding somewhere, he could smell her intoxicating aroma lingering in the air. Getting sick of the child's play Jaggeroth starts to climb over the rope only to get an explosive charge across the back of his head. Falling backwards into the ring Jaggeroth hits his back against the mat and starts to drift off. Wolverina had been hiding under the ring, she rolls back in and inspects Jaggeroth's smoldering corpse. The Psycho King lays, smoke rises from his mask, a lifeless mess that was once the king of hardcore. Wolverina comes in close and nudges him with her foot, nothing; Jaggeroth must be unconscious or hopefully dead Wolfie thought. Going over to the obviously Christian ref Wolfie tries to get him to his feet to make a fast pin attempt. The man is still out from the blow he received from Jaggeroth earlier, blood and teeth fall from his mouth as Wolfie tries picking him up. The second ref starts to move around a bit, Wolfie grabs him by the collar and pulls him to Jaggeroth's side. She yells at the man, her fate in the palm of his hand, to make the count as fast as he could. Wolfie starts to bend down to pin the Psycho King when a hand grabs her by her shirt collar; Jaggeroth had woken up and had her in his clutches.

"Why won't you just lay down and DIE?!?!"

Jaggeroth starts to stand with the crying Christian Cutey in his grasp, Wolverina fresh out of ideas starts to claw at his hand. The Time Killer pushes her back into the turnbuckle, Wolverina cries from the sting of the barbed wire. Letting a thundering roar Jaggeroth lets loose like a locomotive and goes full steam at Wolverina, The scared People's Princess falls to her ass as the monstrous bulk of Jaggeroth hits a mountain splash on the barbed wire turnbuckle. Rolling away Wolverina regains her bearings and sets up a plan; Jaggeroth backs out of the turnbuckle holding onto his chest. The camera pans in close as Wolverina kicks Jaggeroth in abdomen, the Time Killer hunches over and Wolverina grabs him by the neck in a three quarters face lock and falls on her butt with Time Killer in tow. Jaggeroth's neck unnaturally snaps forward and back as Wolverina goes 3:16 on his ass........John 3:16. While it was not enough force to take him down Jaggeroth back peddles into the turnbuckle and holds himself up with his arms outstretched. It was time to put Jaggeroth threw hell; Wolverina comes in and starts entrapping Jaggeroth's wrist in the barbed wire. The Time Killer is near helpless as his hands twist and bend in agonizing pain inside the curled barbed wire. How could Wolfie make a mark on the Psycho King, it came in a flash. Wolfie starts undoing her belt, the big brass buckle comes undone and she pulls out the long cut of leather. Wrapping it around her hand Wolverina concocts a makeshift brass knuckle. Jaggeroth looks on with a smile as Wolfie raises her fist and aims for his face. She sends out her arm and strikes out against her aggressor; a flurry of punches erupts from her body as she tries to beat some sense into the Psycho King. Wolfie mounts herself on top of Jaggeroth and starts sending down God's wraith, the crowd follows with a count.

Crowd:1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10........25!"

Wolverina jumps off and stares into the face of her violator, he must be done she thought, he must be near death. The fear runs wild inside her as she see one eye coming threw the mask and a row of smiling, laughing teeth. The Time Killer is chuckling like a mad man even after the deadly assault with the makeshift brass knuckles. Wolverina breaks down and starts shouting at the man.

"WHY? Why won't you stay down? Why won't you just die already?"

Jaggeroth's head cocks backwards and lets loose with a hardy cackle.....Wolverina's face swells with tears as she stares down her own living demon.

"What’s so funny? Answer me!"

Jaggeroth brings his head down and has a face as serious as death.

"God has abandoned you."

Jaggeroth stands up straight, his hands lift from the barbed wire entrapment. The Christian Cutey shakes like a stroke victim, death was at her door. She was a fighter though; she wasn't just going to except this as her fate. Either she won this match or she was going to go down in a blaze of glory. She cocks back her loaded fist again....

"NOOOOOO!"

Like a blind wildcat Wolfie lunges forward at Jaggeroth with her fist ready to strike down the devil of EVPW. Her crusade stopped short, her hand was being squeezed. Jaggeroth had her fist caught and was holding it in place, the worlds evilest grin smeared across his face. Wolverina's arm is pulled across her throat, Jaggeroth spins behind her holding her arm in place. The Time Killer takes one more hit of his perfect drug before he over kills her. A bloody tongue slimes its way up her cheek; Jaggeroth whispers a little goodbye to Wolfie.

"It's over, sleep, when you awake I will be there to reform your soul."

Wolverina lets out one last final scream of rebellion as she is lifting onto Jaggeroth's shoulders. The Time Killer bends her back in the modified torture rack position, soon he would drop her and desecrate her soul with the pestilential fury of the BileDriver!

"GOD NO!"

TBCB: A corpse.