Singles: Damien Death VS Jack E. Breaker

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Damien’s eyes followed the pipe as it rolled across the mat and out of the ring with a grin. He spun his katana, letting the air whistle as the blades passed by his ears while his gaze slowly returned to his opponent. His eyes changed from a demonic red as he kicked in his discipline of Auspex. “It shouldn’t take long to determine what I am dealing with.” Damien thought to himself before his face contorted to one of rage. Jack braced himself for a swipe of one of Damien’s blades, but was instead met with a surprise, as Damien spun and called for a mic.

“You are a mortal.” He said, his voice hollow and matter of fact. Jack nodded slowly as Damien cursed. A mortal would sand no chance in a Darkweight Rules Match, not with his healing going full tilt. Despite his recent… activities, Damien still held onto his honor. His mind raced, searching for a way for this match to possibly hold some form of challenge for him, given the stipulations. He could find no way, so he decided the best way to rectify this was to alter the stipulations. He was sure that Candice wouldn’t mind. Especially considering the fact that it meant that someone could conceivably die. Then again, the ratings would be to die for.

Damien thought about it for a moment before turning to the official and ring announcer. “These stipulations are being changed. Now!”

Before any argument was given, Damien opened a swirling, shadowy vortex. Black tendrils of living darkness launched out, wrapping themselves around and dragging Jack, the official, as well as two camera technicians before Damien turned to salute the crowd and step in casually. The vortex closed itself, only to open, with a live feed coming up on the creaturetron.

Damien stepped back out of the portal and into the local cemetery. The mortal passengers were all doubled over from the trip, obviously not members of the Frequent Teleportation Association. The trip had disoriented them all, and rather than capitalize on the situation as it stood presently, Damien opted to whip his blood soaked hair around and leapt nimbly onto the top of an angel statue. The crowd in the arena got the vision of an amused Damien perched upon the arms of the angels, dripping blood all over the place while Jack and the remaining crew members regained their composure.

“Ahhhh so glad you could rejoin me lads. As it is, I cannot have a Darkweight Match against a mortal. That would just be…” his face took on the appearance of a wolf attempting to hide a snarl of anger, and possibly hunger, while searching for the proper word, “… silly. So, I decided out of the interest of fairness to Young Jack here, to alter our little game. This is our battle ground. Only one of us will win. Only one of us will walk out of here. Savvy?”

Jack looked up at Damien, not knowing whether he could trust the vampire or not. The gleam to Damien’s fangs certainly did not endear him to Jack’s trust in any way, shape, or form. But as he was in no position to argue, he simply nodded.

“Ah good. Very well then. Let’s get on with it then Jackie.”

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Jack.E.Breaker

Jack just stood there for a second, still trying to get his head around the realisation that there was another world besides the mortal one and that he not only stepped into that world but also was on the brink of battle with one of its most lethal beings. The lethal being that came out to the ring and soaked the arena with blood, killed a Ring Attendant, and now Jack is in a graveyard with that killer vampire hybrid thing which would probably rip off his head as soon as it got the chance. “How ironic” Jack muffles under his breath as he stares at the beast above him, waiting for him to make the first move, or even for him to drop a pin, anything that will break the silence that is torturing him to the point that he now wants Damien to jump down and attack him, even though it could cost him his life. Damien was loving every second of it. Just sitting there, watching Jack lose his mind, pace back and forth whilst humming the tune of “Never, Never gonna give you up”, a Barry White classic. Damien just smirks then turns his head to the side as he listens to Jack’s growing insanity. The insanity that this place, this situation and this silence is creating and because of this, it’s only a matter of time until the tune morphs into lyrics.

“I’m never never gonna give you up, I’m never never gonna stop, just the way I feel about you...GET THE FUCK DOWN HERE!!!”

Damien’s head slowly turns his head back towards Jack to see the outcome of his play. He looks down at Jack and sees a man covered in a mix of sweat and blood whilst his chest heaves and his hand firmly grips a large wooden branch which he hurls right in Damien’s direction. After dodging the flying object and jumping off the top of the statue, Damien Death lands feet first onto the ground, only yards away from Jack E Breaker who immediately takes his stance, rear foot at 2 o clock, one leg back about ruler length and his fists held near his face but leaving enough room for the punch back after a shot. They lock eyes, Damien stares at Jack whilst his tongue wrapping itself around one of his fangs and Jack stared back at Damien with one eye that keeps blinking and a head that keeps shaking ever so slightly. The winds pick up and the storm clouds gather. A drop of rain lands on the grass, then another, then another and the intensity of the downpour picks up until the ground and anybody on it is constantly smacked by the little water droplets that fall from the sky. Neither man pays any attention though, and Jack clenches his teeth, runs up to Damien then smashes him on the jaw with a huge right hook…

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Because of Damien's/Doc's inactivity and track record of not finishing matches. This match is awarded to Jack E. Breaker

(LMAO. Oh Diper, fuck you. So Doc is not satisfactory? strange as hell you needed his "Webmonster" bullshit for your pathetic DWF ripoff. Bitch.)