PKA [+] Ash
-:Next Match:-
Vs. Diedre (Int.Title)
-:Record:-
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The scene opens up, inside the same room as once before. A Day has past since we last saw PKA and Ash, but yet here they are again. PKA seems to be relaxing most of the week, but why? Shouldn't he be training for his 'big' match against Deidre for the International Title? PKA just finished up viewing Deidre's recent promo, which had a little transmission problems in the beginning, but eventually, the problem of the transmission through the 24/7 channel was resolved. PKA is in the room alone, while Ash is in the bathroom brushing her teeth, getting ready for bed. He looks at the camera and begins.

"Deidre, Deidre, Deidre. Why poor, helpless, saddened Deidre. Are you finished? Have you made yourself feel better now? Ah, I sure hope you have. I bet that tired you out. Didn't it? But no, I'm not talking about the crazy, incredibly shit promo you did, I'm talking about how you came up with alll of those little, tiny white lies to try and make yourself look superior over me. More importantly, it was to make me look bad, look terrible, like a person who doesn't care. Well, don't wear yourself out too much with coming up with lies to have against me. All of that thinking may hurt you."

PKA cracks a grin, and sits down on a chair. He picks up a glass of recently poored RedFusion, and takes a drink. With the glass in his hand, holding it with both hands, he continues on now.

"Yeah that's right Deidre, you lied. You start by saying that after Ichabod told me where Rose was, I just blew the whole situation off.. You say that I don't care, because I told him to keep her. Well, it was a plan you see. That was something Ichabod, nor you, would've expected- and you were surprised I know it. While I did still care for her, as much as it may had not seemed that way, I also was thinking that it was all a set up, and low and behold that next Malice, I was proved correct. Besides, I knew you guys weren't going to KILL her off. Look at the evidence that could send you away for life. If not both of you, at least Ichabod, would've been sent to jail. The proof would had been right there on the promo video you shot. So I ended up being right about that situation, you didn't kill her, it was a set up, and I will never forget it."

"So you think I really, really care what you say anymore? All I know, is that what you say, what Ichabod says, is a lie. You can't tell the truth, and just think, you're telling lies to yourself the whole damn week. You are trying to convince yourself, or at least somebody else, that you have a chance to beat me. Ha! That'll be the day. I'll never let a scrony ass chick like you, beat me in a match. Please, the day that happens, is the day all hell freezes over. So don't count on beating me too much. Don't count on getting that International Title, and being the first champion ever. Don't you worry though, I'll take good care of it when its mine. I'll make sure to think of you every time I shine it up, and make it look its best. The title belongs around my waist. And hell, the strap is so big, it'd probably just fall off of your waist, so why bother? It'd just be a pain to fix it, and get it readjusted. We all know you're too weak to have it on your shoulder, so ya know, why bother? Right? I'm not telling you to not fight back, I'm just sayin', don't get your hopes up. You are a girl, a good looking one too. Go do what you were made to do, model. You don't belong in the wrestling ring, and if you can't get it through your head, I'll do it for ya."

Just then Ash walks into view, with a red robe on. PKA smiles at her, and she walks over beside him and kisses him on the cheek.

"What'cha doin'?"

"Just getting this promo out of the way. Is that alright with you hun?"

"Sure, fine with me babe."

She smiles.

"I can wait."

"Thanks, because Deidre needs to hear what I got ta' say. I listened to her blab all kinds of crap, so now its my turn to do the 'blabbin'. She said I called her a whore in my last promo, can you believe that?"

"Wait, a whore? You never said that I don't think. Or am I mistaken?"

"I'm positive I didn't. I even watched my promo earlier when the an enchore of it aired. I never said she was a whore, I know that for a fact. She has her information in a knot here. Where is she getting all of this crap? She just keeps spitting out lies, and incredible false accusations. That's not gonna get her anywhere fast. But hey, if she chooses the path of lying, deceving, and just hoping for a chance in this place--

"Sounds like you."

PKA looks at Ash in a sorta 'shush you' sorta way. Not a mean look, but a sarcastic sort of one. She smiles back and tilts her head some.

"Well, sounds like me yeah maybe, sounds like my kinda woman too."

Ash opens her mouth, in awe. She puts her head down and raises one eyebrow at PKA. He smiles back, and grabs her and hugs her. He looks at her again.

"Juust kidding. And then, she goes and says that I don't care for you Ash. Remember when I said that your injury would heal? The other day?"

"Yes, I do."

"Well she seems to think that's all I said to you about it. If she had paid any attention to a promo of mine before, instead of being in her own little world while they were on, resulting in her making up crap, she would've realized I care for you deeply. I promised you that I would get AC Charisma back for what the bastard did to you. There's nothin' I could've done in Detroit, because he'd already left. And he isn't here, I know that. He's off somewhere else, but he will be here on Sunday for Malice. That's when I can get him back. See, Deidre just wants to make me look bad, that's all. But I do care for you, I do. If I have a problem with a superstar, I'll deal with him in the ring, or at least at the arena. I'm not 'bout to get myself fired, or put in jail for attacking them when I shouldn't supposed to. I know he'll be at Malice, so its a set deal, AC will pay. And Deidre, you will too. For making up this shit, for being the stupidest bitch I've ever seen. You will pay, for even thinking of holding the International Title. The damn title is mine, already. I can see it now, PKA walks into Malice, just "Grade A". But I will walk out of Malice the first ever, the best ever..the NEW..NWO International Champion! So get your facts straight before you make yourself sound more like the complete fool you are. I never gave up searching for Rose, I never called you a whore in my last promo, and I will not let what happeed to Ash go unpunished. You just don't get it, reality and the title. So tell me Deidre, Does That Make Sense?"

With that said, PKA gets up, and Ash looks at him wondering whats going on.

"Where are you going?"

"I'll be right back, have to go get something from the car."

Ash smiles, thinking in her mind that its the Valentines present, of some sort. She nods.

A Few minutes later, after PKA has retreived the candies, roses, and a box with a new gold neclace in it, he shows up back at the door. With his hands full, he knocks. She opens the door and peaks through, smiling.

"Happy Valentines day."

She opens the door the rest of the way to see what he has in his hands. She smiles, very widely. She leads him into the room and the camera begins to follow. She turns back around, at the door looking towards the camera.

"Uh, this is as far as you can go. We have things to...take care of."

Ash grins, and closes the door. PKA is in for a treat tonight! The scene fades to black


The scene opens back up later though. Its dark, its about midnight. PKA and Ash are in bed, but there is a noise in the backround. PKA starts to move, and opens his eyes. The sound is a door knock *knock knock*..PKA moves his eyes, and hears the sound again. *knock knock knock* PKA sits up, and gets out of bed. He looks at Ash, and she is fast asleep. Must've been a rough night? PKA walks to the door and looks out the peep hole. All he sees is black. Black? He opens the door, and the person who stands there requests PKA come outside. PKA sees no problem, but wonders why he is here so late. PKA closes the door behind him, and then gets a good look at the man. The man is dressed intirely in black. He wears a black hood, black shades, black mask, black suit and black pants. PKA wants to know what the deal is.

"Who are you? What do you want? Why are you here so late?"

"I, am Mr.Black. I've come out of request of Necron. He wishes for you, to be a lumberjack in his match against Ichabod. In return, I will offer you whatever you want. Choose wisely, choose now."

PKA doesn't know what to think. Necron? Why Necron? Why does Necron want PKA?

"Why the hell am I wanted?"

"He wishes for the entire Gazinya Inc. to take their stand as a Lumberjack. You will be there, to make sure none of the NWWO members somehow find their way to Necron. What say you? Will you agree?"

"This is all so damn sudden, what the hell-"

"I do not have time for games! You will answer now, or I will take it as a no and leave you be! What do you choose?"

"I..sure, I'll do it. Go tell Necron, I'll do it. If anything, I can get my hands on Ichabod once again-

"NO! You will not touch Ichabod. Necron does not need your help against him, nor does he want it. The only type of assistance he wants, is if the NWWO try to get to him. You will abide by his request, or you will pay the price."

"Alright, its a deal. But in return for my protection of Ichabod, I want protection of my own. I want you there, for myself and Ash in my match against Deidre on Malice. If AC Charisma, Brian Graves, Ichabod, anybody comes out to interfere, or tries to harm myself or Ash, I want you there. You take them out. If this protection doesn't happen, and it isn't done right, you can forget about me being a lumberjack that night."

"Listen, I don't have time for you. You have agreed to be a lumberjack, and you cannot go against that as long as I do my part. You have my word, I will assist you that way. But first, you must sign this."

Mr. Black gives PKA a clipboard with a contract of sorts on it. PKA looks it over, and grabs a pen from the hand of Mr. Black. PKA starts to sign, and the pen breaks. Ink runs down his hand. Mr. Black sighs, and hands him another pen. PKA signs it completely, and hands the clipboard back to Mr. Black. PKA examines his hand, while it has black ink all over it.

"There , happy? I hope so, now let's talk about this Lumberjack match.."


PKA awakes, its morning. He is in his bed. A Dream? Was it all a dream? Did he really see that man, Mr.Black, last night? It had to of been a dream. He can hear Ash in the bathroom with the water running. She steps out and walks to him. He turns his head smiling at her. She leans down to kiss him, he pulls her in with his hands around her neck. She lets out a scream

"Ah! What the hell!?"

She grabs his hands, and looks at them. There is black ink all over them. She looks at the sheets, there's black ink all over where he had touched. She feels the back of her neck, looks at her hands, and yes, ink.

"How the hell did that happen?"

PKA doesn't know what to say. Many things are going through his mind. This can't be real, how did he just wake up like that? And how did the ink get on his hands? It was a dream. It WAS a dream.....-Was it really though?

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