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Atara Raven · (03-09-2021)

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No, this isn't the typical Atara Themis opening. No flowery descriptions of her voice, no reminder of how enraptured the millions around the world become with just the utterance of her catch phrase. The XWF has gotten a special guest, a man the very sport could say it owes it's very existence to. The typical minimim effort just won't do for one of the most revered men in sports entertainment. Instead Atty opted for something more familiar to Terry Borden. Something he knows, something he practically invented. He's a special case and so special consideration was given.

Backstage, shortly after easily handling Savannah Knightly, Atara stands against a backdrop splattered with the XWF logo because the idiots who watch this shit need reminded of exactly what company they're watching. Freshly showered and in street clothes, looking smug as ever, the Goddess looks squarely into the cameras. Joined by Mean Gene Okralund, the Grecian looks squarely into the camera nodding with affirmation at every word he says while making the introductions because the idiots who watch this shit also don't know who the fuck they're looking at. Seriously, these 80s and 90s fans debated kayfabe for years...like it wasn't obvious. Anywho....

"Ladies and Gentleman, Mean Gene Okralund here backstage at Wednesday Night Warfare and I'm joined by none other than Aphrodite Incarnate. The Goddess of XWF and member of Legacy...the one, the only, Atar..." Gene is cut off and left looking dumbstruck as the Grecian forcefully jerks his mic hand to her face.

"Cut the crap Okralund and stop insulting the intelligence of these people! They know perfectly well who I am, why do you think these cameras are rolling? Don't give me that sad hurt feelings expression you useless piece of filler soundboard crap...answer the damn question and put some reverence on my name!"

Stammering, Okralund moved the mic back to himself and attempted to answer only to be interrupted again and having his own arm worked like a string puppet, "That's right Gene, this whole set up is for yours truly and I'm the only the reason these people are currently tuning in. The reason you and everyone else in this American shithole town woke up this morning. The reason you even job so I suggest you stop wasting time and do what they pay you to do. Ask the damn questions...."

Again, Okralund stammers only to be interrupted.

"What the hell is wrong with you Dove. Are trying to insult my intelligence now. I can read the damn teleprompter! That's right people, this resurrected parody of a legend can't even think up his own effin questions or follow the script provided for him. You should be ashamed sir. There are young kids out there who have something new and fresh to offer this business and they're being buried because selfish effs like you just don't when to hang it up. Perpetually chasing that last 15 minutes, grabbing nostalgia by the dick and milking it into that gullet for one last money shot."

Gene's jaw drops, clearly appalled

"Well news flash Okralund! No one pays for porn anymore and if you really wanted to make a dollar you would be in gay porn anyway. Why else would I be standing here having heard the entirety of the roster stroke off about the apparent clear cut winner of March Madness Doc Deville. Did they not just see how easily I disposed of Savannah Knightly. I'm a two time Feder..."

Finally, and urgently, Gene manages to get a word in. A whispered word into Atara's ear that immediately gets him shoved out of frame and Atara left alone with mic in hand.

"I know the damn name changed you perverted old basterd! That's no excuse to violate my personal space! Everything with eight inches of me is Warstein only!" A legend that actually matters at XWF! Get up Okralund! Look at me. See this face, the Greek Gold Standard personified. See this body...of course you do. It's why you've been standing there with that dirty lustful gaze, mouth to floor and unable to put two words together this whole entire time!"

Back in frame, Okralund bashfully looks to ground only to have his face tilted up at the chin by Atara's hand

"It's okay Gene. It's perfectly natural, but consider my feelings. I'm the very reason the human body evolved involuntarily muscles so lungs would function when that tiny brain lost thought. It's a heavy burden but you can't all be me. Savannah learned that tonight, my minimum was her maximum and she felt the effect. This tournament is mine and whoever gets the Goddess in round two better be well prepared. They better have the skill that matches whatever clout they try and fabricate to put a shred of doubt in the back of my mind. I'm super focused, lasered in, I will be crowned...

"Well, actually...Ms. Themis, that's what this is actually about. We know who your next opponent is going to be."

Self assured to the point of arrogance, Atara nods with smile, "Say no more Gene. I knew the minute Theo revealed the brackets. The XWF has been salivating at the thought of the First Lady and the Duchess of Legacy squared off for months now. Betsy Granger."

"Actually, no."

"Then they want to see Step Mum give Step Son the spanking of a lifetime?"

"No.

"Warstein. Envy Vinnie wants to break up our happy home?"

"No."

"Then you read the results wrong, no other name stacks against mine on the marquee. There's no roster member, no legend who could feasibly keep up with me in that ring."

Well, there's one. He's a legend. He has a unmatched resume. He's sold out arenas. He's a former champion...some consider him the Greatest of All Time!"

Breaking this special heel persona for once, wanton and excited, Atty beams at Gene, "RAVEN JOINED MARCH MADNESS!!!!

"....no."

"You're starting to piss me off Gene. Who is it"

"The Immortal Terry Borden!!!"

Gene's excitement was hardly contagious in fact it was met with heated and resistant ire. Atara, silent, scowled in a pause that seemed to last an eternity. Panning in, the camera noticed one of her eyes had even began to twitch.

"That's a match up for the ages! I understand your silence Ms. Themis. I was shocked myself. This will be one for the ages...."

"Terry....fucking....Borden"

"The Immortal..."

"Did you not hear what I said about you geriatric fucks keeping the future of business in the wings...." Atara growled making evident this wasn't a game.

"Terry Borden vs. Atara Themis! What's not to like...

"No. I won't let my name be a tool for him to cling to a tattered legacy. He won't face me....not ever. He will face something else entirely. Something from his own nightmare...

"I'm sorry...what?"

The whole aura of the interviewed had shifted to something darker. Something primal had taken over Atara's disposition as she flashed a death beam glare into the camera. Lips and face twisted into a snarl and she shook her definately no.

"Ms. Themis...are you okay? I'm starting to get scar...oh god what's happening!"

The lights began to flicker before eventually going out completely and somehow some way thunder was heard followed with a disembodied voice....

Themis is Gone. She is not the chosen one you speak. Divine and courageous demi-goddess that she is, her spirit can be untethered from it's flesh made temple. An immortal stands before her, beacon of a dead pantheon grasping for life once more. An Immortal of immense power and influence, we can not let the titan return. He was slain once and will be slain again.

She can not falter, her spirit must be....

FOREVER!"

Blackened screen flickered and crackled with a flash resembling lightning before the lights returned to normal and the Atara from before was gone replaced with.. .with....the Goddess Supreme.

Ultimate Atty! Even Gene had switched sides during the confusion, now on her right his eyes wide like a child on Christmas morning.

"LOOK BEFORE YOU DOVES! NOTHING IS AS ETERNAL AND FOREVER AS THE SPIRIT OF THE ULTIMATE COMBATANT! OF ALL THE NAMES THAT WRETCHED COWARD MENTIONED, ROWDY PEEPER, RIC FLEIR, YOGURTZUNA, PISS COLORED ICEBERG, HE FAILED TO MENTION THE ONE AND ONLY ULTIMATE COMBATANT BROTHER!

The One Thing that derailed Americamania like the Great Depression! The One Thing those implanted pythons couldn't wrap themselves around! That's right BROTHER! The Gods have looked down from up on high, they've decreed if you think your career can defy it's fate! That if you truly think yourself Immortal, they have no choice but pull the SPIRIT that haunts your dreams and infuse it's power into the hero of your demise!

They ripped that power from the Underworld, charioted it across parts Unknown Brother! And on the way let it snort enough coke to kill a hippo!

THIS IS YOUR END TERRY. IT'LL BE QUICKER THAN THAT VIDEO AND ULTIMATE ATTY WILL RAM THAT ASSHOLE HARDER THAN YOUR WIFE IN THE DIVORCE. IT WILL BLEED TERRY. YOU WILL BLEED! NO QUESTION ABOUT IT BROTHER! NO MARTHA LINE TO SAVE YOU. DEAD AND BURIED, DEEPER THAN THE COMPANIES YOU EFFIN KILLED WITH OVERSATURATION ABOVE EVEN JENNY MYST LEVELS!!!!

LET THAT EGO FUEL YOU BROTHER! LET THAT ARROGANCE SET BACK IN YOU BALDING SLIM JIM THEMED TWAT! THIS AINT OSWALD COBBLEPOT AND THE INEPT CLUB OF WANT TO BE BAD GUYS!

ALL THE VITAMINS AND PRAYERS IN THE WORLD CAN'T SAVE YOU NOW! YOU SHOULD'VE CHOKED YOURSELF TO DEATH WITH THE BOA AFTER THAT LITTLE COMMENT INCIDENT BECAUSE I'M MAKING A MOCKERY OF YOUR NAME WORSE THAN LITTLE TERRY BORDEN EVER DID WITH THAT FLAME AND GONE POP CAREER...BROTHER!

Do you smell that Gene! It's the smell of fear filling Terry Borden's depends! Shame Masculine Dude is not alive to see this but a lifetime of carrying this overhyped Florida Man schmuck put him in an early grave....right....

BROTHER!

YOU KNOW I'M RIGHT! ULTIMATE ATTY IS NEVER WRONG. SHE IS RIGHT EVEN WHEN SHE IS WRONG AND WITH THE SPIRIT OF THE ULTIMATE COMBATANT DEEP INSIDE HER WHO WILL DARE DEFY HER! NOT TERRY BORDEN!

HIS LIP IS TREMBLING NOW BENEATH THE BLEACH BLONDE REMNANT OF RIC FLEIRS ASSHOLE STUCK BENEATH HIS NOSE. TEARS STREAMING DOWN HIS FACE...DONT BE MISTAKEN BROTHERS AND SISTERS! THOSE AREN'T ALLIGATOR TEARS! JUST BITCH WATER ROLLING DOWN TANNING BED MADE LEATHER!

LEATHER ULTIMATE ATTY WILL STRETCH AND GIVE NEW LIFE TO AS SHE FLAYS TERRY BORDEN ALIVE AND MAKES A BACKSUPPORT BELT TO SPANK EVERY OTHER MARCH MADNESS OPPONENT SHE FACES AGAINST!"

NO QUARTER! NO MERCY! BROTHER!

Nothing Else Needs Said......Americamania stops here and will remain is the spirit of Ultimate Atty.

IT

IS

FOREVER!

BROTHER!

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2x Freestyle Champion
1× Federweight Champion
2× Heavymetalweight Champion
1x Fade 2 Black High Voltage Champion
1x Fight NYC! Brooklyn Champion
1x Fight NYC! Island Champion
#29 XWF Top 50 2021
AW Top 100 2021
#13 EFed Podcast Top 100 2022
#67 Efed Podcast Top 100 2021

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