The Lights. They Cut OFF!






















































This night. This very moment- Will the Legend see his last chapter written? Will the Supersonic be snuffed out for ever? Or will we see the crowning of the 34th Undisputed Champion of this entire sport. The camera pans across the sea of fans terrified as Mortismere's theme BLASTS FROM A HUGE IGNITION OF HELL FIRE!!!!! A league of Unholy Darkside followers exited from the stage with burning blue torches.... and then they rose the torches high up into the air..... As if it wasn't dark enough, the Unholy Darkness shrouded even the darkness!!! and a thick eerie light illuminated the stage where, standing... levitating... and with his hands out stretched was the most diabolical, evil mastermind to EVER EEEEEVVVERRRRRRRR exist in this entire sport no matter what organization you think you belong too--- Lord Mortismere is the embodiment of absolute EVIL!!! Bow Down.....






























Moebius: And. Hailing from Kali-Sheol. He is the reigning UNDISPUTED CREATURE WRESTLING CHAMPION!!! Lord Mortismere.













As Lord Mortismere slowly hovered forward... and with each pass... a Darkside Follower took out a knife from their free hand and stabbed themselves in the heart with it thus allowing their bodies to be consumned by the flowing blue flame...... Mortismere, with a sinister and deceitful stare.... stops in front of the ring... still levitated in the air. Branden stood still... and while in the air... Mortismere rose his hands slowly.... each dead body in the back ground ignited on fire and flowed into Mortismere's body thus burning away his purple robe. Not the most typical way of removing one's attire... but as Mortismere lowered his head grinning devilishly at Branden..... Branden stared back at only 1 thing.


Across Mortismere's waist was the most sought out for prize on the entire planet. Only the best of the best... only the legends of the legends... and only in the place where IT ALL STARTED.... was there this one singular title. The icon of the Creatures, this sport and the future... it was. The Undisputed Creature Wrestling Championship belt. Far too long has it been around the waist of evil.... Branden MUST pull out all stops... for this will be his one and only chance. Quite literately, he will die if he loses.






Grinning from one end to the other. The Undisputed Champion levitated over the top ropes and landed in the ring. Stepping forward- Mortismere removes the belt and the referee holds it up high for all to bare witness. Mortismere gestures slitting his throat followed by fire expolding from the four corners which prompt the lights to return AND FOR MORTISMERE COMING AT BRANDEN WITH A DEMONIC CLOTHESLINE!!!!