Thaddeus Duke can be seen walking down a generic corridor that literally everyone has tried to pin the champ from, why the fuck does the X-treme Champ still comes down here?

Regardless, Duke checks every corner, door, locker, trash can, you name it, he's checked it and there's nothing. Until, someone can be heard...

Falling...



It's Finn Kühn! Finn makes an expert crash landing onto Duke, taking him down with a shoulder tackle from above! How the fuck did he even do that?? Regardless, Finn picks up Duke, turns him around and hits him with the Knife in the Back as the ref slides in for the cover...

1!

2!

...

Duke kicks out.

[Duke]Dude, get your knee off my nuts.[/duke]

Finn gets up and brushes himself off. Thad does the same.

[duke]Might wanna split, Finn.[/duke]

Finn looks at Thad with a confused look.

[DUKE]MUFASA! SIMBA![/duke]

Thads lions round the corner. The two run and chase down Finn as the scene fades to Finns favorite colors: failure and disappointment.

The scene fades back up, although still dim. We see Robbie Bourbon, his mask nearly shredded, dried blood caking his jaw, his chest with distinct gashes across it. Two corpses of lions are beside him. He pulls out a bowie knife and stabs deep into the chest of one of the beasts beside him, and pulls back. He pulls the knife out, and drops it, letting the clatter echo beside him. He reaches into the fresh wound and pulls out a hunk of meat. The lion's heart. He takes a bite out of it, chews, and swallows.

Hey, kid. Top of the food chain here.

Robbie throws the rest of the heart, blood spoiled due to the corpse sitting too long in the heat of the summer night, and winks at the camera.

Those appear to be the wrong lions. Duh.

Haven't you heard the rest of the roster?

I'm always eating.