Somethings that were meant to happen don't (EDITED)

[Oblivion]

~•_.*The mighty battle draws near, for not ALL the riches The Monster bargains for, will be given at the end of the brawl, after all. A messenger for The Dark Messiah, was told what supposed to be his was going to be given to another man.... HIS HARDCORE TITLE OPPORTUNITY.

Oblivion never tended to office politics. Never saw a need in them. IT believed in simple manipulation, fear,muscle, and God given talent. Which ever that should be for you.

The whiff of overwhelming mildew hits your face, head on. Scratching your nostrils, pulling you by your nose like some bitch, on a leash. You're caught off guard. You are whimpering and whining like some untrained puppy. Scared and aware in some unknown weird cold environment, there's dust and cobwebs. There are loud squeaky sounds, could be mice, could be bats.

But, nothing could prepare you for what you are about to see. A seven foot tall cross, with a ladder on the side. Several Gathering members looking like red demons crawling moaning near the bottom of the cross... There is an image hanging on the cross. A pink furry image.*._•~

*THWACK-THWACK*

~•_.*Several Vixens, whip the person on the cross, who is wearing a pink furry rabbit costume, that barely fits. The ears are big and floppy. The leather strapped mask barely stayed on under the Rabbit mask. IT's scarred skin was showing on the cross.

As Oblivion was hanging there, the hard part started. Keith takes a couple of nails and a hammer and starts nailing those nails into the palms of the hands of Oblivion into the wood of the cross...*._•~

Oblivion: AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

~•_.*After several minutes, Oblivion in a pink bunny Easter outfit has IT's hand hammered to a cross.*._•~

GOOOOSH

~•_.*Pigs blood begin to drip down onto Oblivion, whose arms shake... The Monster's legs begin to shake... Oblivion's eyes roll back into IT's head. The Monster struggles just to say a few words...*._•~

Oblivion(monotone moaning): Katherine Phoenix... Suffer no more; the Hardcore title you will give; after Explosion, there will be no reason for you to live.

~•_.*Oblivion pulls IT's body forward and roared an unearthly scream as more pig blood drops down. IT's shoulder blades protrude out as The Monster tries to rip out the nails. With one good yank, one hand got free. With THAT one good free hand unzipping that bunny outfit.... DOZEN HOWLING ARMS THRUST OUT OF PINK BUNNY PAJAMAS. Each hand reaching out, talking asking for something specific.

Loud groaning and moaning from the from the hands.*._•~

Oblivion: Katherine Phoenix!! We know what kind of person you are!! Which means! What kind of champion you are!! Which means dirty deals behind the scenes. You don't think what The Monster don't know, won't bother IT... WRONG BITCH!! You are one scandalous bitch, you know that?! You dirty bitch! You take away ITs opportunity and for what....?! FINE!! WE'LL DO IT YOUR WAY!! Remember your blood is on your own hands!! DONE!! THAT HARDCORE IS COMING BACK TO OBLIVION!!

~•_.*Oblivion stopped talking. Dropped IT's head. A BRIGHT LIGHT began to shine on Oblivion. THIS LIGHT IS GOOD. The light chases off the demons and the Vixens. Oblivion's head tilts back, as a large ray of sunshine touches IT. Oblivion's arm hang beside ITself. After a few moments the ray of sunshine is gone and Oblivion collapses off the cross.

Oblivion is the only one there, as if everyone else had been banished. Oblivion grabs the camera clean, fresh. No blood on IT. NO punctured marks on IT's hands. Oblivion looks up showing the palms of the hands. Tears in IT's eyes....*._•~

Oblivion: IT HAS BEEN REBORN... IT HAS BEEN GIVEN A SECOND CHANCE... KATHERINE PHOENIX, WITH THIS SECOND CHANCE.... YOUR ASS BELONGS TO THE MONSTER AND DESPITE WHAT YOU TOLD THE MONSTER EARLIER, OBLIVION IS TAKING HOME THAT HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP!! END... OF.... STORY!!

Now Kathy, you can get off your knees. I'm sure Seth is finished and spent by now. I am sure he won't FORCE you to "DROP" the hardcore title to Oblivion. Since really Katherine Phoenix, you're not the hardcore type anyways. The rumor around the locker room is that you are holding the title till you face your boy-toy in a match and drop down and "LET HIM PIN YOU".

But, you need a distraction. A beautiful distraction, for The Monster to beat on, so Oblivion can forget about the WCF Hardcore Championship. NEVER GONNA HAPPEN!!! THIS SUDDEN IN CHICAGO AT THE UNITED CENTER... IT will baptize you in blood, pass me through mortality... MAY GOD FORGIVE IT FOR THE MONSTER'S PASS SINS...

.....scene fades out.....