DS: And it's about to get rougher.
A deep, apocalyptic theme is suddenly heard, overlaid with the sound of crashing waves and boos from the crowd. The massive Kraken Khan, heavily tatted with a crustacean mask, marches along the hardcourt toward the stadium, his long, braided beard swaying with each step
David Bekker: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. On the way to the ring, from Mumbai, Maharashtra, India, standing 206 centimetres and weighing in at 129 Kilos, Kraken Khan!
Khan stops at the edge of the embankment. His Persian Orange eyes bore holes in the people sitting on either side of him. He then stretches his arms out, cupping his long-nailed hands into the shape of crab claws as he roars at the sky above before bringing them down and descending into the field.
SDS: Almost one month removed from Ascension, when this man walked in as the inaugural Tectonic Champion, only for him to lose it to Dennis Zázrak. But some would argue that that transition was only possible due to the man he will face shortly, Seth.
DS: First of all, Zázrak took perfect advantage of a perfect opportunity in a Triple Threat Match to become the perfect champion, but Seth has been a thorn in Khan's side for weeks. If I'm him, I'm crushing that clown so badly he doesn't make it to the Valentine's Brawl!
The monster climbs the apron and steps over the ropes.
Khan: WHERE IS HE?! BRING HIM OUT! BRING HIM OUT!
A loud set of trumpets blows in lockstep with a rapid-fire boom-bap beat. An O.R.D.R.L.I. flies over the crowd in the main grandstand, looking for him.
SDS: Seth usually makes his entrance through the crowd, but he appears to be nowhere in sight. I wonder, wait-
The camera feed switches to that of the cameraman in the concourse, who finds Seth, headphones and glasses as always, leaning against a wall, bobbing his head back and forth.
DS: Look at this guy. I HATE HIM!
Cameraman: Uh, Seth? SETH!
Seth pulls one of his headphones off and hears his music playing. He pushes off the wall and walks down and out of the concourse toward the embankment.
His opponent, from Benguela, Angola, standing 193 centimetres and weighing in at 111 Kilos, SETH!
SDS: They call him Apathy in Motion, but he is moving with purpose!
Seth jumps down the embankment and makes for the ring. He takes off his headphones and tosses them into the grandstand, then his glasses, then the gold chain around his neck and finally his basketball jersey as he sprints down to the ring.
SDS: Here comes Seth! Here comes Khan! Rights and lefts exchanged in the middle of the ring! The bell hasn't even rung! Referee Bryan Mbuemo is trying to get between them, but these two titans cannot be seperated! Seth with a block! Now with left-handed slaps to the monster's masked face!
DS: That is disrespect!
SDS: He's been victimised and assaulted by Khan since Ascension and he's letting the monster feel it. And now a vicious right cross. Khan is stumbling!
Seth turns away from the stunned giant and runs toward the ropes, using them to propel him back.
SDS: Seth picking up speed- and Khan calms him down with a big boot!
DS: This isn't a game, boy! Woah... Darryl, check it out!
SDS: Well, look who it is.
As Khan shakes his head, the camera pans over to the corporate box. The crowd boos heavily at its inhabitant.
SDS: Dennis Zázrak, the reigning Groundbreaker watching this battle with champagne in hand.
DS: Look at the fit on that suit, Darryl. It's perfect!
Zázrak smirks and enjoys his drink, while seated his table. Opposite him is the Tectonic Championship on an elevated seat with a glass of red wine poured out for itself.
SDS: My goodness, look at him!
DS: Why wouldn't you look at him?
SDS: And look at what he's doing with the title.
DS: Treating it like the prestigious prize it is. That's what these two men are tearing each other apart fo-
SDS: Oh, my God! KHAN IS STRANGLING SETH! HE IS BLATANTLY THROTTLING SETH IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!
DS: Haha! YEAH! Choke him! Teach him a lesson!
SDS: Referee's trying to stop this!
DS: OOOOH!!!
SDS: Khan with a backfist to the ref. That is going to cost him. He's still applying the choke. Look at the look in his eyes! Those demented, demonic, dead eyes! He's trying to murder Seth! Somebody stop this! Somebody-... Somebody...
DS: Darryl... Darryl! DARRYL, WHAT'S HE DOING?!
The crowd explodes.
SDS: He's pulling them off! SETH IS PRYING KRAKEN KHAN'S HANDS OFF HIS THROAT!
DS: How?! HOW?! HOW IS HE DOING THIS?!
SDS: I've said it before, and I'll say it again. He is possibly, kilo for kilo, one of the strongest men in all of Psycho Style Wrestling- And he's got the top mount! Seth has top mount and he is unloading with fists and fire on the monster!
SDS: I've said it before, and I'll say it again. He is possibly, kilo for kilo, one of the strongest men in all of Psycho Style Wrestling- And he's got the top mount! Seth has top mount and he is unloading with fists and fire on the monster!
Khan covers up before shoving Seth off him. The big Angolan rolls out of the ring, to collect himself while the mask man from Mumbai does the same.
SDS: I need to remind everyone that the bell never sounded. Look at Zázrak, clapping like a seal. He's enjoying this.
DS: Why not? His two challengers are trying to kill each other and he doesn't even have to lift a finger!
Khan gets to his feet, only for Seth to pull them out from under him and drag him outside.
SDS: The brawl continues! Seth with a Euro Uppercut. Now going for Back Suplex- No! Khan blocks! Clawing at Seth's face- and slamming it on the apron! AND NOW INTO THE POST!
DS: Cara, did you hear the sound when Seth's skull hit that post?
SDS: It was sickening! We seriously need some help out here- Oh no. Oh no! Khan has picked up the steps, and he's tossing the into the ring.
Mbuemo once again tries to intervene and eats another backhand for his troubles. Khan then picks up Seth and throws him into the ring, before sliding in.
SDS: Khan setting up the steps. Now he's got Seth up! I do not like this.
Khan holds Seth's arm and pushes him back only to pull him into his signature Lifting Reverse STO.
SDS: Mumbai Maelstrom! Seth dropped face-first on the steel steps!
Mbuemo waves the whole thing off and callls for security and refs to rush down. Meanwhile Khan, who's back and right shoulder had to make contact with the steps to do damage to Seth, slowly stands while groaning in he looks down at his victim and smiles, but then he looks over at the skybox and the smile disappears,
Khan (pointing at Zázrak): YOU! (Points at Seth) You are next! YOU ARE NEXT! DO YOU HEAR ME?!
Zázrak simply wags his finger and smirks, before rippiing off his suit jacket and dress shirt to expose perfect chest and spread his arms.
Khan: I WILL TAKE EVERYTHING FROM YOU! I WILL TEAR YOUR HEART OUT AND EAT IT! I WILL RECLAIM MY TECTONIC CHAMPIONSHIP!
Security, namely Cyrus Reed, whose frame puts even Khan's to shame, enter the ring and drag him out.
SDS: Order is restored, this match never started and is declared a no-contest but the damage has already been done. Valentines Brawl in two weeks. Seth, Khan, Zázrak, Tectonic Championship on the line! WHO WILL SURVIVE?!
DS: YOU ALREADY KNOW!
As Seth is being helped by medics, Zázrak remaiins in his skybox, still spreading his arms as the moonlight seems to shift and refocus, shining on him and him alone.
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