King of Death part VI (aka Do I RP For This?)

[Mikey eXtreme]

The King of Death Match

Mikey eXtreme
Vs.
Corey Black

C4 Exploding Deathmatch

Mikey climbed to the top rope, his heart was racing. He knew this was his only shot, his only way to redeem himself in this tournament. This was it. Mikey looked down at Triple A, his body laying on top of the glass table.

He took a deep breath before taking flight, before hitting the eXit strategy on Triple A.

1..

2..

3..

He had did it. Redemption was on the way. Slam’s main event would be the rematch between Mikey eXtreme and Corey Black. This was the only thing going through Mikey’s head as he was carried to the back on a stretcher.

Corey Black would pay for his earlier victory, and there was no doubt in the mind of Mikey eXtreme.

I. The Mission

The mission was simple,utterly destroy the beloved WCF legend in front of the entire galaxy and claim that King of Death Match trophy. Mikey set his sights on Black, and hoped that this time would be different. He hoped that this time he would be better prepared, even though it took so much to put Mikey away the first time.

This time would be different.

Mikey felt it deep inside, he knew this trophy was his. He knew this title was his. He would be the King of Death Match at whatever cost. It did not matter what it took, or how long it took to recover, Mikey was going to be known as the King of Death Match.

mikey extreme: There is only one thing that matters to me right now. There is only one thing that is keeping me standing, keeping me alive. There is only one reason that I am here right now. This tournament has brought everyone to the brink of insanity and within inches of their lives.

But, the prize at the end of the tunnel is well worth it. The prize at the end of the tunnel has kept me motivated and has made me want to climb to new heights. There are no breaks, there are no days to really rest. Everyday is filled with pain and torture. Every day it becomes harder and harder to do what we do, but yet, here we are.

And that trophy is so close I can almost touch it.

There is only one thing in my way. One person, one enemy. One Corey Black.

Mikey shrugged it off as to say that it was no big deal.

mikey extreme: He beat me once, yes. I will give him that, the biggest win of his career. He’s won everything here and done everything here, but a victory over me will go down as his biggest accomplishment.

But, it will also go down as the ONLY time he was able to beat me. It will go down as the ONLY time that he was LUCKY enough to pick up a victory of that magnitude. But, it will go down as the biggest mistake of his life, because that one mistake has set forth this event, that one mistake has set me on a rampage to avenge that loss.

That one mistake will cause the end of Corey Black.

This C4 exploding death match will go down in history as the greatest and most sadistic match in WCF history. This match will be looked at and watched over and over again as a way to teach the right way and the wrong way.

My performance will be marveled upon. They will see the sadistic nature that I have and they will see how I used that to the best of my ability. How I was able to rip this away from Corey Black, ripping his heart out at the same time.

They will will look back at this and be in awe of what I am about to do.

Corey Black, however,, will be looked back on in this match as a mistake. They will try to figure out what went wrong, but they’ll never be able to put their finger on it. But, I’ll know the answer, we’ll all know the answer.

He put himself in MY way. He put himself in MY ring. He put himself where he did not belong and I had to deal with him. I had to put him down, to put him out of his misery before it got too bad. I had to let him know that his time has long passed, that it is my time. The Era of eXtreme is upon us. The Era of X.

Corey Black has no place in this era, he has no place in MY world. He has no place in this tournament, but he found himself at the top of the points board, and I give him props for that. I congratulate him for that, because that is the only accomplishment he will be leaving this tournament with.

Because that is the only thing I will be allowing him to leave with.

That trophy? The accolades that come with that trophy? They’re all mine. They scream out to me and they will be part of me, because I deserve them. I am the only one that deserves them.

I am the King of DEATH.

Mikey laughs, his eyes piercing through the camera.

mikey extreme: Corey Black will go down in history as one of the greatest to ever step foot in the WCF, but I will forever be known as the guy who killed Corey Black inside that C4 Exploding death match. I will forever be known as the one who put an end to Corey Black.

There is nothing that can be done to save him. There is nothing that can be done to change my mind to make me go easy on him. There is nothing he can do to save himself and there never will be.

He signed his own death certificate and I am only here to make sure that his soul passes on and is forever locked in the chambers. I am here to guide his soul to the Kingdom of eXtreme where it will forever be property of the Darkness.

The biggest sacrifice the darkness have ever received from me will only make us grow stronger.

There was a knock at the door. Mikey looked annoyed that his train of thought was interrupted but he opened the door anyway, only to find himself face to face with Hank Brown.

hank brown: Good morning, Mikey, if you can call it that.

Mikey rolled his eyes.

hank brown: I’ve been sent over by WCF to get a few words with you before this historic match takes place.

mikey extreme: Historic?

hank brown: This is the FIRST WCF King of Death Match tournament, and whoever wins this match will go down in history as the first one to do so.

mikey extreme: I’ve already won, Hank.

Mikey walks back towards the chair that he was sitting in before Hank interrupted him. Hank follows and finds a second chair that he pulls towards Mikey and begins to fire away questions.

hank brown: What makes you say that?

These were words that Hank did not think about before asking and words that brought a fire to the eyes of Mikey eXtreme.

mikey extreme: Are you doubting me? Are you trying to tell me that you don’t think that I have already won this contest? You think that Corey stands a chance in this match?

Mikey was breathing heavily.

hank brown: I believe it is fair to think so, he does hold a victory over you, your only true loss, in this tournament. So, yes, I do believe it is a possibility that you could win, but I believe Corey Black has just the same chance.

Mikey’s blood begins to boil. He cannot believe what he is hearing from the mouth of Hank Brown. He cannot believe that Hank has the audacity to speak these words directly to him.

mikey extreme: The same chance? You are out of your mind, Hank. Corey Black has already lost this match. Corey Black is nothing, he is the product of WCF past and that does not translate well into my world. That does not give him any better of a chance to beat me. That does not give him any right to think he can beat me.

hank brown: I didn’t mean to say he was going to beat you, I just mean there is at least a chance that he could do it again.

mikey extreme: I will not allow it to happen, Hank. I don’t intend to let Corey leave that ring alive. This match will not just be a death match by name, but it will be Corey’s death. It will be the last time we see Corey Black alive in that ring.

This is the end of Corey Black.

hank brown: Those are strong and harsh words.

mikey extreme: It is the truth, Hank. There is no way that I am going to let Corey get away with that last victory, there is no way that I am going to allow Corey to win this tournament, to make me some kind of joke. This is MY tournament, Hank. This is MY chance to make my name known.

I’ve had a bad few months. I’ve lost my United States championship. I didn’t earn my spot inside the Ultimate Showdown match. I lost every opportunity I’ve had at winning a new championship.

This is all I have.

This is all I want.

This will be mine and there is nothing that anyone can do to take it from me. There is nothing that anyone can do to shatter these dreams.

I am the King of eXtreme, the King of Darkness, the American King.. and now I will be known as the King of Death when I defeat Corey Black in this C4 Explosion match.

And there is nothing that anyone can do to change that. There is nothing that anyone can do to take that from me.

Not Corey Black, not even god himself.

This is my time, Hank. This is mine. I can feel it, I can taste it, I am ready for this match.

Mikey gets up without warning and leaves the room. Hank has come to expect this kind of behavior and doesn't even question it.

III. Black Days

Mikey sat inside the Verizon Wireless Arena in New Hampshire. The day had been spent mentally preparing for death, for war, for torture. The night would be spent inflicting pain, as Mikey tortured Corey Black to death.

Tonight was the night that Mikey eXtreme’s name went down in the record books as the King of DEATH.

Mikey sat in the locker room with Vidalia. His head was held low, as he was still in pain, still feeling the affects of the previous few days. Mikey could fight through it, but eventually his body would fall apart, eventually he would reach a breaking point.

That would have to wait, though. Tonight was his night to shine, tonight was his night to destroy Corey Black.

vidalia: Are you sure you want to go through with this?

Mikey looked her in the eyes, he was never so sure in his life.

mikey extreme: Yes.

One word was all it took, Vidalia knew that Mikey was in more pain than he was letting on. It was understandable with the wars that he had been through this week. But Mikey was not going to let that stop him and he was not going to drop out now, not when he was this close to tasting his dreams.

She took his hand in hers and looked him in the eyes.

vidalia: Nobody will judge you.

This was true, but Mikey was having none of it.

mikey extreme: I will. That’s all that matters.

Mikey would not be able to live with himself if he came this far only to turn away. It would be hard enough to live with himself if he was beat by Corey Black once again, but Mikey would do all that he could to make sure that did not happen. He would do whatever it took to become the King of Death Match.

vidalia If that’s what you want..

Vidalia was torn. She wanted the world for Mikey, but she didn’t want to see anything happen to him, it was hard enough watching these matches unfold before her eyes. It was even harder waiting for each one to approach, not knowing what was in store, not knowing what the outcomes would be.

She would beg and plead with Mikey but he would have nothing of it. He was determined.

mikey extreme: It’s what I need. It’s what I deserve.

There was a tear in Vidalia’s eye as she tried to fight back more. Mikey was too distracted to notice, as he kept preparing for the end of time.

Tick, tock..

Only time stood in the way now. Only time could save Mikey and Corey.

Tick, tock..

Time was not their friend nor their enemy. Time was just a barrier that stood between them and the inevitable. Time ticked away slowly and painfully.

mikey extreme: I will do this, V. I promise.

Vidalia turned from him as she walked towards the door, she whispered to herself as she left the room.

vidalia: I hope so..

The door slammed behind her as Mikey rose to his feet. He tried to shadow box, but could barely get a punch off through the pain. He hoped the adrenaline would be his friend tonight or he would be in trouble.