Doc Henry and Oblivion becomes champions

[Oblivion]

~_.*It is that time of year, where the spooks and goblins scatter throughout the yonder to seek out weaker individuals to siphon out their souls. To lookout for the meek; the ones with injuries and/or serious illnesses. This year, Halloween is AFTER Helloween, so Oblivion and friends had to adjust their plans, a bit; not much considering what they had planned, they can do at anytime. Well, preferably at night. Children are usually easily catchable at night, when their sleeping.

When Oblivion and friends got their match notifications, they packed and drove in Oblivion's van. After a long drive, Oblivion notices IT is on Interstate-35, going north. As Oblivion continues to drive, Keith talks to The Dark One...

Keith: What our plans once we get to St. Paul?

Melissa: Hopefully, get something to eat.

~_.*Oblivion pulls off the internet and sees a diner off 7th st W called Mickey's Diner. Oblivion pulls in.*_.~

Melissa: Vixens keep an eye on the Gathering. We'll bring out food for you guys.

~_.*Oblivion, Keith and Melissa exit out the van and enter the diner. Once they open the door, a bell dings. Several people looked, including a few regulars. The three of them go straight to the counter. Those sitting at the counter, move. Oblivion chuckles. A large transportation driver sits next to The Monster. Usually, Oblivion would put on facial stage make-up. But, lately The Monster hasn't cared. One thing has bon IT's mind, winning a couple more championships before hanging it up. This opportunity is a great way to do it, with a great seasonal tag team veteran.

The waitress walks up to Oblivion, Keith and Melissa.*_.~

Waitress: Whoa... what you three want?! What you guys?!

Oblivion: IT wrestles... they're IT's best friends.

Customer: You look like a freak to me!! We seem to be the same size. About the same age. Hello, I played high school and University of Minnesota football. I can take you...

WHAM!

~_.*The customer nails Oblivion with a right cross...*._~

Oblivion: F*CK THIIIIIS!! WE'RE NOT EATING HERE!!

WHAM!-WHOOSH-WHAM!!

~_.*Oblivion slams IT's big boot in the non-fiction, of the customer, before double underhooking their and nailing them with a ddt on the floor. Instantly, Keith whistles LOUD which brings in The Vixens and The Gathering bolts screeching and hollering. Oblivion and Keith goes straight into the kitchen, gathering up all up the cooked food, boxing it up. By the time, Oblivion and Keith exits the kitchen, The Gathering has cornered the waitresses, while The Vixens' had gutted some of the customers and fed off of them. While some of them sexually assaulted the younger adult men.*_.~

Waitress: Cops been called.

~_.*The Vixens pick their heads up blood drips off their chins. The Monster snaps IT's fingers and everyone, including Keith, Melissa, The Vixens and The Gathering bolt out the door with their food and into the van. Oblivion and his friends had previous plans, not realizing that Halloween was BEFORE Helloween, not after. So their plans were screwed. So, now they have to improvise, which what Oblivion does best. When you have multiple "asshats" and "meatsacks" around in WCF, You learn to adjust. Keith squeals the tires, then tears out of the parking lot.*_.~

Melissa: Okay, we got food!! What now?!

Oblivion: We continue with the plan, despite the time. We do what we can. We need bodies.

~_.*The van drives around then they spot an motel/apartment building. Two buildings, four hundred rooms. They just scramble up the steps and Keith kicks not just once, not twice, but he kicks the door the door three times, knocking the door off the top hinge. There is some wooden splinters flying...*_.~

Keith: WHAT THE F*CK?!

~_.*Oblivion, Keith, and Melissa with The Vixens and The Gathering see the Motel/Apartment room full of a mess!! First thing they see is a partially naked man tied up in chair, with red ball gag in his mouth. There is a clearish sticky fluid on his chest. The guy is a physician, from Atlanta. There's a man in a teddybear "Furry" outfit, tied up in an X formation. All sticky with a clear goo. Two bodies in the corner huddled together, one dressed up like a mountain climber, the other dressed up like a Persian lounge singer. Both covered in a clear sticky liquid. On a wall is a red word... TRIGGERED!!

Oblivion: This Helloween... Doc and Oblivion wins the tag straps!!