Kizmat vs Mortismere: Ownership of the CWF

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Jezi

Jezi runs halfway down the ramp, "NO! YOU WILL NOT DO THIS!"

She raised her arms and the arena was bathed in a golden light. Mortisemare turned to look at her, tattered from her match, but standing straight and proud.

The brothers look to each other, as if not believing that this little thing could dare to fight them.

As their attention was distracted, Jezi's glow got stronger.

Blade looked at Supers, "What do you think this means for the brothers?"

"That is a good question."

The light around Jezi got bright enough, that for a moment, she was impossible to see. Suddenly, a beam shot aout of her glow, and hit both brothers, knocking them to the ground.

Once they hit the mat, the glow subsided, and Jezi sprinted to the ring, reaching back with her hand as she did so. Climbing through the ropes, she stood between the fallen brothers, in her hand was a sword.

Blade asked the question that was on the crowds' minds, "Where did she get the sword, and what is she planning on doing with it?"

Jezi sadly looked down at Kizmat. "I warned you that the CWF would not stand for your theft." She raised the sword up, as Kizmat stumbled to his feet.

"YOU INSIGNIFICANT BUG! WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU..." The enraged man lunged at her, she dodged and when she brought the sword up again, it was covered in flames.

"YOU THINK A PARLOR TRICK WILL STOP ME?" His features seemed to melt and reform into her face. Her voice cackled back from his mouth. "You are mine, Jezi. There is no..." A flash of pain crossed his face. "...escaping it. I own..." The false face started to waver. "What are you doing?" The melting happened again, and Kizmat's own face reappeared. A look of shock and terror hit Kizmat. "YOU... THERE IS NO WAY... HOW DID YOU..." Then he looked closely at her, "WHO ARE YOU?"

"Just an insignificant bug." Her words enraged him. He screamed his anger out and he lunged again.

Mortisemare got to his feet just in time to see the blow. Instead of moving completely out of his way, Jezi doged, and brought the sword down towards Kizmat's head. The demi-god saw the blow coming and pulled back, but not far enough.

The blade sliced through his face, and where it touched, it burned. Jezi completed the stroke, and stood back. "This is finished, Kizmat. Will you return what you have stolen, or must I convince you again?"

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DARKSPADE

[Kizmat rises slowly, and as he does, flesh from his oozing face drips off and falls on his blood soaked hands]




KIZMÄT: WhaT! WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME! YOU WORTHLES-


*Suddenly, Mortisemere hammers his fist into Kizmat's back... turns him.. and rises Kizmat in the tombstone Screwdriver Finisher! MM drives him down and pins...

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Announcer: YOUR WINNER! Mortisemere!!!


-The fans are off their feet! Jezi walks inside the ring and takes a hold Kizmat's contract from the ref!


Jezi: I said, NO MORE! (she tears Kizmat's contract to the CWF!)


-The body of Kizmat glows and a radiated ray of white light burst through the demi-god- releasing the CWF SuperStar's of their powers!


[Looking at Jezi]


MM: Humph.... NOW MY SWEET.... THE FUN REALLY BEGINS


**A portal materializes and Mortisemere walks backward into it- not keeping his eyes off of Jezi....


*Jezi then looks down at the body of Kizmat- stripped of his true powers....

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Gaunt

*The camara shifts up and shows Gaunt, standing on top of the Creaturetron. He stares down at Jezi and the downed Kizmet and raises a mic to his lips*
So. It appears that we have exchanged one threat for another. This is a warning, Mortismere. There is still resistance in these ranks.. from myself and Jezi. One false step and you might just be facing what we put Kizmet through. Tread carefuly.. *His voice turns, almost dripping with a palpable sarcasm* Sir.