Morbid Angel walks into a restaurant where Mandii is having her lunch. Morbid spots her almost immediately…sitting there with her napkin…polishing her title belt while eating her salad!


Waiter-”Sir, seating for one?”


Morbid Angel shoves him out of the way and storms over to the table and sits in an empty chair! Mandii looks up near uncaring while she finished chewing her food. Morbid looks at her with intense eyes then his eyes move from her face to the title then back to her face…a smirk appears and Morbid abruptly moves his hand causing Mandii to believe he is on the attack and stabs Morbid with a fork! Morbid’s hand continues to move towards the salad and he grabs a slice of cucumber from the plate and eats it before reaching over and rips the fork out of his arm and tosses it to the nasty carpet.


Morbid Angel-”That wasn’t very nice! I come in here to talk.”


Mandii-”Talk? About what?”


Morbid Angel-”About life in general…I see a lot of cowards here in the XWF. a lot of unwilling and undeserving champions. None willing to defend what they have. Your victory over Enigma is very perplexing to me…odd how he won and lost at the exact moment! That is odd…don’t you think? That and the moment he wins his new and HIGHER title than the Xtreme he vanishes into all of out memories. Where is he? Where did he go? His inactive manner these days are becoming more and more like he stole the title. He is unwilling to defend as much as you are. When was the last time you had a real match? Against someone worth a shit?”


Mandii-”Are you thinking you are worth something? You are worth nothing! You are a simple minded moron!”


Morbid Angel-”Oh, Mandii that was cute! I love it when people try and talk shit! I may have a one tract mind but far from a Moron. See…”


Morbid reaches into her plate yet again and grabs more cucumbers and starts to eat them.


Morbid Angel-” I am a firm believer that in life there are many kinds of victory. I for one am undefeated in the ring. Take note that some matches were not finished but still I cannot count what I quit on. Not tapping…just walking out. Its not every day that a man such as myself meets a crying male who believes to be the best at something. I struck fear so deep into people that when a match was set for a title…the man just handed it over. It was like stealing candy from a baby!”


Mandii-”Or a cucumber from a champion?”


Morbid Angel-”Precisely!”


Morbid then reaches out and grabs her beverage from in front of her plate and takes a large sip. And puts it back.



Morbid Angel-”What can be considered more insulting than taking someones food…and what can mean more of a defeat by you letting me get away with it! Are you a coward? Do you fear me?”


Mandii-”No! I don’t fear liars!”


Morbid Angel-”Then face me!”



Morbid stands up and looks down at her and smiles…quickly he rips her title from her lap and runs out the door to his awaiting car and takes off out of the parking lot and off into the distance! His screams echoed though out the area.


Morbid Angel-”CATCH ME IF YOU CAN! AHHAHAHAHAHAHA!”