Addy A defeats The Bane at Battle Island
Hardcore Title (Return To Battle Island - Hosted by Zombie McMorris)
Adelaide Ainsworth V The Bane
Part 1
Addy watches as the wild and untamed Bane struggles violently against his chains. Addy briefly tugs at her chains, just to test their strength, realizing quickly, that sheer unmitigated power will not release her from the grasp of the iron. Staring down at the piglet circling well out of her reach, she contemplates calling to if with the squeal of an inbred southerner but considers it pointless given the distance and fatigue she is feeling as the drugs slowly escape from her system. She has other things on her mind, as she keeps her eyes on the deranged Bane bash his head against the wall and flail like a child in the throes of a full-blown epileptic fit trying to escape his prison to no avail and much to his discontent. He roars wildly, scaring the piglet away.
Well, there goes our only chance of escape.
Adelaide almost feels consigned to the fact that he rotting flesh will become food for the scavengers and carnivores before she becomes a hollowed-out worm farm, but Z-Mac's words start to echo through her mind.
"a little place that Ol' Z likes to call his little home away from home."
"There aint no rules"
"the keys are inside that live pig."
"Theres a live pig down there. But theres only one key."
Adelaide circles the phrases in her head as the porcine carrier of escape has long since fled the landscape. The curious fact, Addy picked up on was the fact that the Coked-Up Madman never truly looked at the pig. He continued to cast his eyes over his captives before he left the scene. Even reminding them that this is his whole word, a world of no rules and if there are rules then most of the time they won't be adhered to.
Adelaide started singing 'This Little Piggy' out loud.
"This little piggy went to market, This little piggy stayed home, This little piggy had roast beef, This little piggy had none, And this little piggy cried "wee wee wee" all the way home."
She was intrigued by the Honey Bader's penchant for games. Using the heels of her shoes she slides them off both her feet and wiggled her pinky toes in the moist soil underfoot, hoping. She felt something metallic underneath her toes, squeezing her toes together she is able to grab and, using the flexibility developed over years of working the stripper poles in Las Vegas she brings the key to her left hand. She grips the key between her fingers, unlocking the shackle around her right wrist first before, unshackling her left hand.
The Bane roars in pure frustration. Angry. Uncontrolled, but tempered to the wall by chains on iron, while Adelaide Ainsworth has freed herself from her gyves. Quickly replacing her shoes to protect against any Z-Mac laid bobby trap.
Addy picks up a nearby sharpened and stabs into the top of Bane's knee, leaving it protruding in place.
"Like tha Badger said Ban-o, no fuckin' rules."
The Bane is desperate to free himself, he seeks only to harm Addy, to hurt the champion, to dismember the poor soul set before him. His bloodlust is making him thrash around wildly, hissing and snarling like a wild animal. The Bane desires to be free and to fight without restriction. The Bane knows ZMAC has tricks in store for them, oh yes. Jason Ryan's memories serve him well, he knows of the history between the two men, the hatred they both feel for each other. Good, such hatred will give him even more strength. The Bane's anger grows when Addy is the first to free herself and when she stabs him, pain floods his body. Such insolence from a mortal! The Bane will not tolerate this. The Bane watches the blood spill from his leg onto the ground. Pain, a feeling The Bane is not a stranger to. He was born cause of it, it is all he knows, all he understands. The only form of communication there is to him.
The Bane hisses like a cat, his eyes burning with hate and pain as he glares at Addy, then he starts laughing after a few moments. Softly at first then it grows louder and louder over time. The laughter grows more and more deranged to the point The Bane is spitting saliva as he laughs.
Do you wish to know what the Ancient Egyptians called me? The Worst of the Plagues, He who brought Pharoah to his knees. You truly came here thinking you would survive. You little worm, you vile wretch, I shall take great joy in consuming your soul. Did you really think I came here with no plan? I know ZMAC better than you girl, we are old rivals, rather he and my host are old rivals. And now that my sacrifice has arrived, we can play! Saphira!
The Bane speaks in a voice like knife scrapping against steel, it is old and rough. The Dark Mistress appears behind Addy and bites her wrist, tearing at her skin. She then grabs the ky from her hand and after bowing before her master, unlocks The Bane. He hisses like a cat again and slowly pulls the instrument which Addy used to draw first blood in the conflict from his knee and licks the blood with his blackened tongue.
Which of your organs shall I roast over an open fire first? Or shall I eat them raw? Saphira, you are dismissed for now. I have a bimbo to eviscerate.
The Dark Mistress bows at the waist and takes her leave. The Bane lets out a howl then grins at Addy
This dance in the pale moonlight, will result in your demise! Because if your punches from what you decided to ambush me on Metal are any indication of your skill level, effort is not going to be a factor for me. Show me Addy, show me why I should spare you in APW's purge!
The arrival of the Dark Mistress, caught Adelaide by surprise. The flesh torn from her wrist in mildly painful, but having endured many wars before, Addy A knows what is in store. The aftermath of her handling of Bigliani regime, she knows what must be done to the Bane, especially when it comes to the defence of her gold.
Having lost herself in thought, she is unable to dodge Bane use of the bamboo spear as it pierces her right arm, ripping through the through, dismembering the muscle as he drives it straight through. She is unable to escape the pain, and it overwhelms her body. She shrieks in agony, much to the manic delight of The Bane.
The cockiness of Jason Ryan has clearly been lost, and now his mortal body only serves as a mortal vassal from The Bane. Some would call it insanity, an overwhelming form of schizophrenia, but Addy can see from his eyes that Jason Ryan was the mask. THe Bane is who this Beast truly seeks to be. The glee is apparent in his eyes, as the blackened soul of the bestial Bane stalks his wounded prey.
Adelaide, forced to overcome the blinding torment in her right arm, grabbing a handful of leaf litter and throws it into the eyes of her hunter, blinding for just enough time to allow her to break half the bamboo stick hanging inside her arm, lessening the impediment. She stabs Jason Ryan in the top of the his other knee with her half stick.
He cries out, not with affliction but with pure joy. His face displays his genuine glee.
"Jase, boy, gonna take more 'an that ta keep me down. They call this battle fuckin' island, but if I gotta bury ya 'ere ta leave with MY hardcore title, then bury ya 'ere I will, an' that goes fah ya little whore as well."
Adelaide finds a nearby by rock, and swings it wildy, crashing into the side of The Bane's skull. He is barely staggered by the impact, she hits him a second time, knocking back against the wall, using the momentum of her momentary ascendency, she grabs the loose chain and ties it around his neck, leaving his gasping for air.
He can breathe, but only by struggling through the slow crushing of his trachea.
Adelaide rips some of her clothing, and wraps her wrist wound, before removing the last piece of bamboo from her arm, and slamming into the top of The Bane's previously unwounded knee. Adelaide spits in the face of The Bane, with the specific purpose of angering the souless swine.
He only grins through his wheezing.
"It's time fah ya ta catch me if ya can ya little cunt."
Ainsworth quickly fashions herself a blade from the splintered shards of bamboo left at her feet from the pairs impaling frenzy of moments ago. Addy, explodes into the forest behind the chained Bane.
He breaks free.
Ready to play.
"'Ere piggy, piggy!"
The Bane stands there, letting the blood leave his body and spill onto the ground. The Bane lets out another demonic howl as he looks at the woods. The Dark Mistress appears behind him and bows
Shall I find her my lord?
No. Prepare the shrine for the ritual and keep an eye on ZMAC. That repugnant parasite may get involved, in fact I'm counting on him getting in my way. If he does, you know what to do. Leave me, I have a harlot to destroy. She thinks this is about her title. She couldn't be more wrong, this whole thing is me wanting nothing more than to erase her from APW.
Yes sire. Anything else?
Prepare the gift for Adam. After tonight it's time we moved this alliance along.
I see. Good hunting sire.
The Dark Mistress vanishes, leaving The Bane alone. The Demonic entity slowly walks through the woods, ignoring the pain from his wounds. After following Addy's path he catches up to her and growls so she is alerted to his location. When she turns to look at him The Bane vanishes. Addy frowns then stops when she feels the demonic entity in front of her. When she turns around , The Bane shrieks and chokeslams her. The hatred and malice in his eyes bores into hers and he maintains his hold on her neck.
This reminds me of the Greek Queen that tried to slay me. Would you like to know what happened to her? She bows her knee to me in my domain! As will you.
Addy manages to free herself from The Bane's grip and kicks him in the mouth. A tooth flies out but The Bane is not staggered. He just gazes at her, the snake eyeing his prey before lunging at her, bowling her over. The Bane finds a sharp stone and plants a foot on her back so she can't get away. The Bane hisses as he reveals the arm The Dark Mistress bit earlier and digs the stone into her flesh. He begins to carve writing into her flesh, causing her to shriek and flail. The Bane, annoyed punche sher in the face.
Enough! It's supposed to say Lust, not Rust!
The Bane finishes his handiwork and looks back to admire it. Crudely carved into her arm is one of the seven deadly sins, lust. The Bane hauls Addy to her feet and throws her into the undergrowth, her head smacking a fallen tree. The Bane picks up a tree branch and whacks Addy with it over and over again, getting enjoyment each time his strike finds a mark. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a flask. Instead of booze, it's lighter fluid that he dumps on Addy. With an evil chuckle The Bane grabs a lighter.
"What is that which in the morning goeth upon four feet; upon two feet in the afternoon; and in the Evening upon three? Answer wrongly and burn."
Caught in the undergrowth, Adelaide's olfactory nerves inhale the telltale fumes of butane soaking her skin, even through the haze of the concussion she is currently experiencing. Knowing the damage that fresh flame does to the raw flesh of a human, from her own personal experience, she violently kicks the lighter from her hand.
This action of defiance angers the beast lurking within Jason Ryan. Bane expresses his raw emotion through the guttural howling that comes deep with the belly of the beast. He lunges for his feast, but she rolls out of the way, not an act of awareness but an act of survival and instinct. The Bane has every intention of sacrificing Ainsworth at his own altar, she knows she can't allow him to catch her, or her blood will be spilled by the demonic satyr. With no intention of answering the questions he has posed to her, she grabs her bamboo blade from the halter on her waist, slicing his shin blindly. Once again, the Bane wails not in pain, but with glee, taking fetish enjoyment from the suffering inflicted upon his physical form.
The fleeting distraction allows Addy to put a modicum of safe distance between herself and her predator. Adelaide is the Alpha Pro Wrestling Hardcore champion, she is no stranger to violence, even outside the most violent division in the industry. In her mind, there is no horizon she isn't willing to cross in an effort to get the job done. But, even she knows that fighting the Bane in a straight-up fight is a sure descent to her demise.
Turning back to look at her opponent, she sees Bane, standing admirably still just watching her move away from him, with nothing more than a sadistic smile widening across his cheeks. He bursts into wild laughter, an action that Adelaide finds uncannily disturbing, slowly he begins his pursuit of her, following her footfalls in the exact pattern she left him. Aware of the incoming threat, Addy slices a vine with her bamboo blade, fashioning herself a whip. She glimpses the carving in her arm, it's not as deep as she originally thought, it will heal.
Bane's masochistic smile never leaves his face, but his eyes are clearly unimpressed by his prey's attempt to protect herself from her destiny to fall at his altar. His movements are deliberate, his pace is far quicker than Adelaide was able to anticipate, without preparation, The Bane is on top of Adelaide with his hands around her throat.
"Foul Harlot, you have failed to answer, you shall burn."
The Bane flicks the lighter as a threat.
"But I am giving. You have one chance to save your soul..."
Adelaide's laughter cuts The Bane off, confusing and angering him.
"Do you find your sacrifice so amusing?"
"Ya stupid fuckin' riddle. It's a person.
Adelaide spits in his face.
"This is where ya faint now, cunt."
Loosening his grip to wipe the phlegm from his eyes, Adelaide breaks from Bane's grasp.
Propping herself onto her elbow, body wracked with agony from the intense beating she has experienced at the hands of the demonic Bane, Adelaide AInsworth stares directly into the darkened eyes of her opponent's eyes. Despite the difficulty to convey without tone, it is evident that the smile growing across the face of Alpha Pro's Hardcore Champion is full of sarcasm.
The smile appears to anger Bane, the initial impression, being that Adelaide fails to heed his words with the purpose that he intends.
"Is something funny to you? Do you fail see to the gravity of your purpose as the chosen sacrifice."
Lifting herself from the ground by forcing the palms of her hands into the soft mulch, Adelaide stands, assuming a posture that demonstrates that no fear is struck into her mind, body and soul by the bestial presence of Bane.
Adelaide closes her eyes.
Time passes.
Opening her eyes, she finds Bane still standing there licking his lips, as if he is a starving hyena ready to tear the flesh from the bones of an injured gazelle.
Adelaide laughs,sardonically.
"Is something funny to you, Harlot?"
Wiping the mud from her eyes, the sardonic fades first toa chuckle, then to a muffled giggle, before finally drifting to a silence that allows the unknown sounds of the forest to consume the contest of wills.
"You fail to answer the question. What do you find so funny?"
"Jason. You're words. They're fuckin' meaningless, you're actions even more so."
Bane cocks his head, intrigued by the verbal challenge of Adelaide.
"From tha moment ya walked through tha doors you've open that jaw of ya's an' mumbled jibberish from go to woe. An' ya just ain't ever learned to ta keep quiet an' just listen. Embarassed by Z-Mac, embarrassed by Corey Black, a flash of luck against Damon Warrens followed immediately by a return ta ya consistent fuckin' failures. If ya think tha given ya'self over ta a schizophrenic voice in ya mind, that ya may as well be some deluded Trump Supporter screamin' Make America Great Again and demandin' recounts when ya shell is found ta be a hollow shell'a nothin'."
Bane's eyes grow wider.
"So, no, Jason, ya don't fuckin' scare an' I ain't afraid'a no sacrifice at no fuckin' altar. If ya bothered ta learn anythin' 'bout what I am ya'd know I know need ta buy a small African country like Marko Trask ya carve my intials into my skull. I just need ta be me."
Bane's face is full of fury, but he has been distracted by Adelaide's words.
"No fuckin' rules."
Adelaide strikes at his eyes with her clawed fingers, momentarily blinding the vassal of the Beast. She resorts to her favorite moved in this situation, violently striking him in the testicles by unleashing a vicious left-footed kick.
The Bane fails to react. Her escape plan foiled, she once again digs her fingers into his eyes, before tearing at his ear with her teeth.
Zmacs voice echos through the trees all across the island
Zmac: is this a horrorkore match or yall just gonna monologue at each other like bitches in a beauty shop.
Three hundred yards from your location is a small dingy, larger than your collective capacity to shoot. In that dingy, you'll find a rope and a harpoon. There is an islet not far offshore. But there's a catch. The dingy can only fit one
TO BE CONTINUED...
Hardcore Title (Return To Battle Island - Hosted by Zombie McMorris)
Adelaide Ainsworth V The Bane
Part 2
Oh the irony, Adelaide Ainsworth laughs to herself as the echo voicing of Z-Mac echoes across the landscape. The man who built his reputation on not following the rules, getting cantankerous when they don't play the game the way he designed it. Adelaide knows the dingy of which Z-Mac speaks, she can see it from her current position atop the prone Jason Ryan. Ainsworth grabs the rock she used to attack his skull earlier in the battle, smashing it into the side of his face she splits the skin of his cheekbone, as the claret begins the fill the void behind his mask, she drives the rock into the bone.
Again.
Again.
Again.
Bane, despite his seemingly impossible slowly drifts away from lucidity into the land of the unconscious, Adelaide is sure it want last long, the initiative is now hers to seize and that is exactly what she does, she pulls a small device from between her breasts, slightly smaller than the bullet from an elephant gun.
"Hey, Badge, ya stupid cunt... no fuckin' rules."
Screaming seems almost meaningless, but Adelaide knows that somehow, despite being on a jungle island, Zombie McMorris sees and hears all that is happening, and somewhere he is fellating himself to his meaningless catchphrases of insulation.
Ainsworth stabs her opponent with her self-fashioned bamboo knife, slicing the rear of his pants, she slams the device inside of Bane though the second-biggest opening in his body. The Bane roars in shock, lurching his body to the side, before writhing away from her.
"What have you done foul, Harlot."
"It's HorrorKore, bay-bee, an' tha ugly motherfucker Z-Mac was gettin' a little upset wit' all that talkin' we were doin', an' still fuckin' are. So me, bein' me - I just shoved a fuckin' prototype nuclear device straight up ya fuckin' arse. Problem is, motherfucker, I can't remember where I left the detonation button, but Z-Mac probably fahgot ta check tha pockets of his jorts on his last coke bender so it could be fuckin' anywhere."
Bane stares at Adelaide, the beast of his black soul escaping through his darkened eyes, his face contorts like Linda Blair's Regan MacNeil.
"But ya see, I ain't know if it'll work so he might have ta bash it a few times like Heath Ledger's joker ta make ya go boom-boom."
Addy drives the point her makeshift blade into the guy of The Bane, dragging it across his stomach as if she is gutting a pig. Bane grabs hold of his would, as Ainsworth makes her way towards tha dinghy with the nuclear threat behind her. Her movement is halted, when she finds herself tripped up by the sudden appearance of the Dark Mistress. Reacting quickly, Adelaide grabs the right arm of the mistress, snapping both the radius and ulna across her knee, like a twig underfoot. The wail of agony that escapes her mouth is enough to send the birds scattering from the trees, blackening the sky like an erupting volcano.
The Bane gets to his feet, glaring at The Dark Mistress, ignoring the blood gushing down his body. His orbs of hate look at the Dark Mistress and he snarls.
I told you to hang back Saphira! You have disobeyed me.... but, your punishment is mine to deliver. And as for you ZMAC, when I want the opinion of a degenerate coke head who has no business in APW, then you may speak.
The Bane grabs Addy by the throat due to the distraction and chokeslams her again. He grabs the weapon she used to carve him up and a demonic smiles crosses his bloody face. He plants a foot on her stomach and begins to carve his seal into her forehead, muttering in an unknown language. Addy tries to squirm away but The Bane stomps on her throat several times. He lowers her mouth to Addy's ear and sinks his teeth into it, tearing at the ear like a rabid animal would then let's go.
Revolting little wretch!
The Bane grabs the other arm of Addy and after stomping on her shoulder a few times plants his foot on her arm. He then plants a knee into her back and holds up her blade.
Struggle all you want... it'll not make a difference.
The Bane carves into her flesh with the weapon again then stands up, licking the blood from the weapon.
Perhaps if you had any true reason to live, you could become useful. But as it is, I have more use for your corpse than I do you breathing air!
The Bane kicks Addy in the ribs then plunges the blade into her hand down to the hilt. He grabs another rock and drops it on her other hand, pinning her down on her stomach. The Bane chuckles wickedly and grabs a vine with thorns covering it. He begins to whip Addy over and over again, enjoying her cries of pain. Once he has had enough, he wraps the vine around her neck and pulls strangling her until it snaps, sending The Bane tumbling back. Scrambling to his feet, The notices the blood spilled and smiles. With his and Addy's combined he is able to use his foot to make a circle out of it around Addy.
The preperations are complete.
Laying in the circle drawn by the demonic beast, Adelaide Ainsworth knows she needs to get as far away from The Bane as possible, considering she has recently given the guy a nuclear suppository and left the device in charge of Zombie McMorris if he can find the correct pair of jorts.
Even though he has her arms pinned to the ground, her opponent has forgotten that she has the flexibility of a gymnast from working on the greased-up stripper poles that are found in the back lanes of Las Vegas. Flicking her feet, she kick Bane in the back of the head, knocking him from her, she whips her legs about and knocks him down, smashing his head on one of the many nearby jungle rocks.
Struggling she pulls her hand from under the weight of the rock pinning it down, before reaching over and ripping her own blade from her hand. Her body is covered in blood, she is unsure of where her wounds even are by this point in time. Bane starts stirring, and knowing of the nearby dinghy, Addy kicks his face back down on the rock that had initially left him groggy, driving her heel into the base of his skull.
Making a break for the dinghy, she reaches the boat, loading the harpoon she positions to face the direction of where she came. Whistling to attract the attention of The Bane as he comes to his senses. He stands, and faces her, with a demonic laugh he surges towards her. She fires the harpoon, the spear going straight into his right thigh.
He wails.
His noise attacks the attention of the native people of the island, a tribe who have been kept from modern civilization, seeing Bane as an intruder they immediately spear him to the ground through the palms of his hands and the tops of his feet. Bane struggles like a wild beast, as they appear to be keeping the demon in place as they build a fire.
He groans.
The fire has started, and they drag the demon towards the flames, the beast appears to be embracing his journey towards the fire until The Dark Mistress appears crying in agony with her broken arm. The savages turn to hunt, despite her loyalty to The Bane, she is overcome by the scene in front in her and flees into the jungle fearing her own sacrifice to the flame.
Adelaide had watched the entire scene unfold from her hiding spot in the dinghy. Again, unsure of how the nuclear device wedged in Jason Ryan's colon would react to the heat of the flames. She leaves him pinned to the ground. She severs the rope connecting the harpoon, but she goes to escape the dinghy sinks the water.
Addy is stuck.
That's when the pig comes nearby. With a squee she brings is closer, a treat should found in her pocket, holding out her hand she brings in close enough to slice its throat.
The Bane continues to struggle cursing and spitting in a native tongue. The one of the Tribesman, the headman based off his dress stops and stares at The Bane, wid-eyed.
" Lalolagi 'ai!"
The rest of his tribe stops and stare at The Bane in awe and fear. The Bane snarls as he looks at the tribe
" Release me you fools!"
Trembling the tribe hurries to do just that, removing the spears from The Bane and backing away in fear. The Bane stands to his feet and bares his teeth at them.
" You dare attack your God?! Your deity!" He roars, spittle flying from his mouth. The tribe bows their heads as the Headman stammers for an excuse. The Bane grabs him by the throat.
" Hear The Word of The Bane for you have incurred his wrath! Your men shall become weak at heart! Your women will not produce offspring! Your children will die of a virus before they reach adulthood! Your food and drink will sicken you and you will be wiped out! Not a shred of you shall remain! The Bane has spoken! Now, I command you to get the Harlot and sacrifice her to me!"
The tribe grab their spears and rush at Addy, throwing their pears to cut her down in the name of their God. One of the members of the tribe sees the pig and throws a spear at it. The Bane walks over to Addy and hits her with the PTFO! The Bane stands over her, placing a foot in her chest. The Shaman from the tribe comes over and pours oil of Addy's forehead muttering in the native language. The Headman stands by The Bane. The Bane grabs a spear and impales the Headman.
Insolent swine!
The Bane walks over to Addy after being handed the key from inside the pig.
Fare thee well Addy
Unsure of the true intentions of The Bane's mind, but knowing that motherfucker means nothing but to inflict ill-intent on her, Addy's body delves into its deep reserves of adrenaline to engage fight or flight. She explodes to her feet and drives her left first into the throat of Jason Ryan, leaving him to drop the spear. Not missing an opportunity to inflict bodily harm on an opponent, drives the spear into the leg she failed to harpoon earlier. Now, having completely forgotten about the small personal nuclear device she inserted into The Bane's colon earlier in this horrific battle of attritional jungle warfare. The constant fear of being obliterated by a nuclear device and leaving nothing but a seared shadow of yourself on the ground tends to dissipate when your opponent constantly no-sells the threat.
Intending to cause harm, having pinned Bane to the ground with the spear, through the thigh, having just missed the femoral artery, couldn't afford him to bleed out before an incredible amount of pain has been inflicted of the demon manifest, that identifies himself as The Bane. Addy knows Jason Ryan exists somewhere behind the madness, as several of Bane's utterances have been tinged with the unfettered ego that the Hollywood Billionaire become known for, even if his fortune was dwarfed by the Trillionaire, Marko.
Addy shrugs, as she digs her fingers inside the open would, as The Bane thrashes, with his arms free, he grabs her hair in a clump and flings across the ground. She sails in the air, like a kite on the ocean breeze, such is the strength of the monster. Feeling the force of the impact of her horrendous landing, she watches the Bane remove the spear from his leg, once again surging after her, intent on sacrificing her on his altar, to fully embrace his power.
Despite this, Addy is aware enough to identify that she has landed next to a nest of Dorylus, otherwise known as Driver Ants, a flesh-eating variety of ants that will immobilize and devour their prey. Enduring the pain of plunging her hand into the feasting colony, and grabbing a handful, she punches her hand into the open would on the Bane's right leg. Repeating the process, as before she slams another handful of the complex meat-eating insects into the secondary open wound on his left leg.
Having witnessed the strange and aggressive woman, willing to attack their god, without fear, the remaining tribesmen remain indebted in servitude to Adelaide Ainsworth. As they bow their head in her direction, Adelaide waves them away to return to their hidden village. Heeding her orders, leaving Adelaide alone with The Bane and the eyes of Z-Mac.
Removing the head of the former tribal leader, discarding his skull like a used condom she takes the spear. Bane, distracted by trying to prevent his mortal flesh from being consumed from the inside-out is caught unawares by Addy jamming the spear under his chin.
"Ya ain't no fuckin' God."
Despite his unenviable belief in himself as a deity, Bane really does not want to feel spear driven through his mandible. Despite the searing pain of the carnivorous inside his legs, he kicks out wildly at Adelaide Ainsworth. Dropping the spear his hands violently wrap around her throat, crushing her larynx, leaving her gasping for breath, he strikes her face several times, knocking her to the ground. He grabs her hair, dragging her through the colony of ants towards the water's edge. Flesh tears from her muscle and bone as she is dragged across the rocky outcrop, reaching the world's end, Bane crouches down and starts pushes Addy's head down into the waves as they crash against the rocks.
Addy struggles to breathe, Bane lifts her head from the water, just to laugh at her plight, before shoving her under the saltwater again. Thrashing about, Adelaide manages to strike Bane in the throat, the impact is enough to break his grip on the back of her skull, scrambling away she continues to tear more flesh from her knees.
Bane watches Addy moves slowly away from him, smiling the whole while, knowing that he sacrifice his prey when he chooses the time to lay on his altar. Adelaide finds a radio, with a code on a sheet of paper underneath it. She reads the code into the radio
"Juliet Alpha Sierra Oscar November Romeo Yankee Alpha November India Sierra Alpha Delta Oscar November Alpha Lima Delta Tango Romeo Uniform Mike Papa Delta India Charlie Kilo Lima India Charlie Kilo Echo Romeo"
The radio crackles and the reply comes through.
"Copy."
Nothing happens as Bane starts approaching Addy, ready to return the decimation of his sacrifice, knowing the blood of a virgin will only purify him, but this fornicatress is perfect for unlocking the souls of hell to freely roam the earth.
Suddenly, the silence is broken by the roar of jet engines, as they soar overhead, laying down a trail of napalm on the forest. The mushrooming flames burn along the edge of the forest and grassy field to the two brawling combatants. Bane has gathered his hands around her throat choking her the way an incel would choke a woman when they have cornered alone in a dark alley. Take advantage of his strength and unable to communicate his message through any other manner than violence and making her fault. Yet, in his eagerness, he forgets that Adelaide is never the victim, she kicks him in the balls, loosening his grip, but not breaking he lifts her head and smashes the back of it against the hard ground underneath, ignoring the approaching flames. Ainsworth kicks him in the nuts again, breaking his grip on her second attempt. She crabs out of her position underneath Bane, quickly rising to her feet she kicks him in the face flipping one hundred and eighty degrees, before grabbing and nearby rock and dropping it onto the bestial face.
The napalm rapidly approaches the duo.
TO BE CONCLUDED
Hardcore Title (Return To Battle Island - Hosted by Zombie McMorris)
Adelaide Ainsworth V The Bane
Part 3
As the napalm approaches the pair surveys each other, Addy knocked willing to scarred further than she already seeks to escape, The Bane in all his madness waits for the flames to consume his in their fury, but as the flames reach the rocky ground foreshore the lose their ferocity, dying out with a whimper. The Bane is frustrated by the lack of pyromania but begins his pursuit of Adelaide Ainsworth who has made her way along the shore to a wooden boatshed, that seems juxtaposed against the now screaming, burning bodies of natives that were attacking the two combatants of Battle Island earlier in this war, that makes the muddy fields of the Somme look like a daytime picnic along the lakes of New York's famed Central Park.
Kicking the door of the wooden structure in before the monstrous manifestation of some evil deity catches up to her, Adelaide sees the premium bounty of weaponry at her disposal. Inside the shed, is a wondrous bounty of tools that can be used to return the immortal to the mortal, return his seeds of evil to the ground to grow anew, allowing the cocksure Jason Ryan to return to Alpha Pro Wrestling to baffle the world with his extreme claims of wealth and movie greatness, only for them to be shot done likes the flames of napalm, that just died their death moments ago, or to have his ego utterly exploded by Corey Black like the nuclear suppository in his colon.
Adelaide Ainsworth, The Illustrious, chooses her weapon and hiding spot.
The Bane, after his slow mechanical walk to the her refuge, throws his mortal body through the flimsy timber door frame of the her sanctuary only to the be met with the sturdy steel of the end of a spade straight across his face, knocking the vassal to the ground. Grabbing an anchor block from the shelving along the left side of her position, Adelaide sheer drops the weight into the unprotected midsection of the Bane. His legs wounds have grown wider, as the Dorylus have continued to feast upon their grandest meal. Despite this, Bane has continuely surged forward, hunting the Hardcore Harlot, stalking her the way a poacher stalks a lion, ignoring the continued risk.
Unfortunately, his single-mindedness has led him to walk into a corner, finding himself trapped in the corner, but as always: Beware the cornered beast.
He roars to life.
Under whichever demonic power he channels from inside of himself, Bane rises to his feet tossing the weight from his belly, before tossing Adelaide Ainsworth through the backwall of the boatshed, the timber splinters like kindling, leaving a ravaged mess outside of the outhouse, her back resembling a wounded porcupine. The Bane grabs a nearby meathook, lunging forward he swings the hook down with the force of John Henry driving steel through the rails.
Impaled Bane drags her through the boatshed with intent to sacrifice the witch at his altar.
Addy grabs the nearby spade, swinging wildly at the demon, the steel connects with Bane’s spine, but he does not relent. His path is set. He will conclude his “task” for his dark mistress, no matter what.
Addy’s hands scramble across the boatshed floor, eventually finding purpose with a screwdriver that she rams into the foot of The Bane! Bane stops, bends down to remove the tool as Addy screams, removing the hook from her back she swings wildly at the Bane!
Bane raises his arms to block the attack as he discovers a harpoon! The loaded weapon is too close to fire but can be used as a bludgeoning instrument as challenger and champion exchange furious blows, meanwhile an oil tank is leaking a trail of gasoline from the boat shed out into the burning landscape beyond that surrounds the life or death struggle!
Bane swings as Addy dropkicks bane backwards, she uses the hook to seize the harpoon gun as bane surges forward. Addy aims...AND FIRES!
Bane is send hurtling backwards through a wall out into the flames as--
Addy: OH SHIT!
Addy leaps for her life as the boatshed EXPLODES!!!
Bruised, sliced apart and bleeding, Adelaide Ainsworth crawls on her hands and knees away from the carnage as she finds herself at the beach where this all began. With sheer force of will she forces herself to stand as a buzzing sound can be heard.
A DRONE lower the APW hardcore championship belt back into her possession. Over speaks we hear Zmac.
ZMAC: Oh shit! It’s ya boi ( oh, no!) Oh yah bhey-bhay! And I'm kummin at chu live for the sake of kumming at chu live and men alive, men alive we ‘ave a winnah! Not bad..Easy A. But remember, Ya boi would have turned you out for toll change by now. Just sayin’
The Drone begins to ascend as--
Addy: Wait, how dah fuck do I get off dis' fuckin’ island?
ZMAC: Honestly? I thought you two would kill each other. Never planned for an escape!
Addy: ZMAC, you fuckin’ piece of--
She stops mid flow, slowly turns to look over her shoulder as--
THE BANE cackles from the flames. Seemingly impervious to the flicks of fire that surround him. The former Jason Ryan now slowly points at his temple, taps his skull as he fades from view, from reality itself. The Bane knows in his own way, he’s won. He’s in her head now. Maybe forever.
As one final defiant gesture, Adelaide Ainsworth raises her hardcore title above her head. Unbroken. Undefeated. Unstoppable.
FADE OUT.
CUT TO BLACK.