Post by Alice on May 5, 2020 15:07:12 GMT -5
“I’ll die out here… Quixote! FUCK YOU!!”
QDT’s car speeds away leaving an injured and half dressed Alice frantically limping after him on a rural mountainside. The pain in her leg forces her to stop; she had earlier received an MRI on her knee following a blow from Teijin’s metal bat during her US title match against Wesley.
Alice staggers back to her belongings and puts her dress back on. Embarrassed and humiliated, a tear runs down her cheek. Going to third base and being discarded immediately by QDT had made her feel vulnerable again, just as she had felt when she was attacked by her ex husband.
Suddenly her phone goes off, she wipes away the tears and unlocks her phone, she receives an email from D-Day.
Hey Alice,
Just received the MRI results. It’s good and bad news.
The good news is there is no permanent damage to your knee.
The bad news… it will take several weeks to heal and therefore the doctors won’t be clearing you for the Havoc Rumble.
I’m sorry, your recent performances had earned you a spot in the match.
All isn’t lost though, rest up because if the doctors can clear you for the following CruiserClash, you're facing Kabukii and the winner is guaranteed to be the final entrant in the CruiserHavoc.
Speak soon and thanks again for staying with us on CruiserClash,
D-Day
She closes the phone; a smile forms on her blemished face. She pulls out a photo of her children from her bag, her inspiration.
“Pull yourself together girl, you're no good to them if you die on this hill.”
She staggers back up to her feet and collects her belongings. She reaches and starts her long, slow walk down the mountainside, and back to CruiserClash.
“What is it with fucking men? HE turns up after all these years and thinks he can win me back by helping me win the US title? FUCK HIM!”
Her pace quickens as she finally successfully coordinates the awkwardness that is walking with crutches.
“And QDT clearly thought I was the biggest threat to him on CruiserClash, so he prays on my loneliness, seduces me and leaves me up this god damn hill, FUCK HIM TOO!!”
She winces as she puts too much weight through her bad leg.
“QDT better hope that I don’t change my mind and follow him to Clash, because if he returns to my show, I’m gonna tear off his dick and feed it to the fucking goat!”
“So Kabukii, what makes you worthy of the final spot in CruiserHavoc? You’ve had, and blew your chance at the Cruiserweight Title, you were the permultamate entrant in the gauntlet match at Battlefield and you managed to fumble in the endzone. It would have been even worse for you should I have remained in the match, but I was representing CruiserClash in the Battlebowl match, a tournament you were not deemed worthy enough to be a participant in.”
“I’ve been away from CruiserClash for awhile, my excersion has put me in good stead and now it’s time to show the roster what ‘Hard as Fuck’ stands for. Silver Goldstein may have brought you to these shores for some ‘American competition’. But little did he know that the British Invasion will sink the Japanese Empire as quickly as QDT blows his load following the touch of a woman.”
“You call yourself “The Yokai”, a ghost according to Japanese folklore. It’s a perfect name to give yourself sweetie, you are invisible after all. You’ve been here awhile and have achieved… NOTHING! No one gives a shit about you Kabukii son. And no my eyesight isn’t blinded by your poison mist. NEWSFLASH get an original finish, doesn't every Japanese guy do that? Next you’ll try throwing some salt into my eyes. The only Japanese tradition you should want to practice… FALL ON YOUR OWN SWORD!! It’ll save you a world of pain come CruiserClash.”
“All eyes are on the ‘Hard as Fuck Girl’ as I make my return to CruiserClash, I’m taking that final spot in CruiserHavoc and there ain’t a damn thing Kabukii can do to stop me.”
Alice continues down the mountainside.