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Mastermind · (09-14-2023)

All I could hear were people around me. The last thing I remembered was being kicked in the face really hard which knocked me out. It was during the Television Title Match on Weekend Warfare against Dionysus in the Wind Tunnel Bull Rope match. Being knocked out, of course, meant I lost that match.

As the match was effectively at an end, the wind was shut off. I did not know how far up above the ground I was but I dropped like a sack of potatoes, dead weight and all. I had hoped that I pulled Dionysus with me, but he had cleverly taken off the rope.

I didn't feel the landing, but trying to wake up from it was a mission. It was sore, it was excruciating, it was literally life-threatening, much like a brain bleed.

I heard Antony the Jerk's voice but only for a few seconds.

"Oh my god, 'M' are you okay? Can you hear me?"

Then all I heard were voices all around me, and them trying to touch me, but that's all I could remember.

Then I heard Victor 'The Judge' Mental's voice but only few a seconds.

"What the hell are we playing, Antony? Tiddlywinks. The rest of the XWF is far more professional, I really hate what happened here,"

That was apparently in the back of an ambulance on the way to a medical facility. He was having quite a rage of anger that I never got to see or hear. But I can tell I will be told all about it in his debut promo coming up at Relentless Night 1, But for me, it was all about the situation that I was in, and I needed to recover from it as fast as I could because I had an important match coming up on Thursday Night Anarchy.

When I did recover, it was at least a day after Warfare, at lunchtime Monday. I was fully awake but I felt the pain.

"Where am I?" I asked Antony who was the only person in the room

"Medical facility. Your condition has been improving, we were organizing the Private Jet to take you back to Wellington, to recover there."

"Hell no, I have to get out of here and head to Kansas for Thursday Night Anarchy. I know I can beat the new man,"

"But Boss,"

"But nothing I'm going and that's an order,"

"Yes sir,"

And that was the end of that conversation.

T.B.C

PRESENT DAY
ENROUTE TO THURSDAY NIGHT ANARCHY

VIA MASTERMIND'S PRIVATE JET

The camera fades in to the cabin area of Mastermind's private jet, and it shows the battle scars of last Weekend Warfare which had just ended a few days ago. He's got bruises and cuts on his face, and he looks in pain. He gets up and walks towards the camera.

"I will get on straight to the point because I'm not really in the mood to discuss things normally. I am facing Roger at the upcoming Thursday Night Anarchy, and I really need a win, and you, my idiotic opponent, really don't deserve a win over me.

"You are an unknown quantity but that also makes me an unknown quantity for you, and that makes me the most dangerous person around. If you are looking for trouble then you have come to the right place, if you haven't then that's just fucking too bad for you, because I'll make trouble.

"There's a lot of reasons why I should look at you and laugh my head off, but I can't afford to do that, not Thursday night of all nights. To me, you don't even know what it's like here in the XWF. You don't have the attitude, or the gumption to make it. I do wish you would just fly far away and never bother us again because you are that insignificant, but here's the thing Roger. Whatever you say is not comprehensible, it's just too much garbage and it goes through one ear and out of the other like Chinese whispers.

"Because if I lose to you, Brucey Boi of all people, then clearly I will be the laughingstock of the XWF. And I fucken won't let that happen.

"So there will be no distractions come Thursday, I'll make damn sure of it. I won't involve the Misfits. I only need to clear out the pests, and you are part of the pest collection. Believe me when I say, Roger, that after all is said and done, I'll be walking out the victor."

And just like that Mastermind walks away, even without smirking his infamous smirk. The camera fades out.

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