Richard Blonoff
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Ascension 103: Titus Avison vs. Logan McAlister vs. Diabolos (Non-Title)
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Just like that, it was over. Logan McAllister was walking down the hall towards his locker room,his girlfriend Brittany O'Shea right by his side. It was a pretty silent walk from the ring to the backstage area, and when they finally reach the locker room, Logan walks in and takes a seat on the bench, his girlfriend following and sitting on his lap. Logan looks at her and brushes her hair to the side.
"You were right."
Brittany looks back at Logan, a small smile forming across her face.
"Excuse me? I'm what?"
"You were right. About Eddie."
Brittany stands up, but as she does, she feels dizzy and starts to fall, Logan catching her.
"Babe, are you okay?"
Logan grabbed a bottle of water, and after opening it offered some to Brittany.
"I'm fine Logan. I just stood up too quickly. Trust me, Eddie didn't hurt me."
She rubs the back of her head, still sore from where Eddie snatched at her hair.
"We knew this was coming though babe. It's for the best. Did you hear the crowd out there? They were chanting YOUR name. From here on out, we build your legacy."
Logan looks up at his beautiful girlfriend, watching as she explains her vision for him with so much enthusiasm. He smiles before standing up, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her soft lips.
"Let's leave now. Let's head to Boise and prepare for whoever they throw at me next. With you by my side, I know I can succeed babe."
Brittany kisses Logan back, her hands caressing his scruffy cheek before she pulls away.
"I'll go find Hayden, you load the cah okay? And dont throw my bags babe! Stuff was expensive!"
Brittany heads out of the room, searching for Hayden who was still trying to get autographs in his book. Logan looked at the bags. Of the eight, only one was his. He takes a deep breath before grabbing the luggage.
"Why does she always bring so much stuff? We go home between shows!"
***Boise ID, Days Prior to Ascension 103***
Logan was sprawled out on the bed, Brittany fixing her hair as Hayden was finishing getting dressed. Brittany was having some alone time, and was gonna go get her nails done and just relax. Logan was gonna go take Hayden to grab something to eat, and just hang out.
"I'm ready dad! Let's go eat!"
Hayden came running down the hall, belly flopping onto his dad, the two immediately starting to wrestle on the bed as Brittany just shook her head.
"Tap dad! I got you in the Hayden Lock!!"
Hayden had his dad twisted up, trying to do the Logan Lock. While the two boys were horsing around, Brittany got an email via her phone. After a quick read she shared the info.
"Logan, your match for this week has been announced. You'll be facing Titus Avison and the returning Diabolos at Ascension 103. This..this is a big step babe. A triple threat versus two established competitahs, with Titus being the Eurasian champion. Imagine if you could pin him? That'd get more eyes on you for sure."
Logan tapped and turned to look at Brittany, as Hayden started celebrating.
"Titus Avison huh?"
"Yes. And Diabolos. There's one more thing, and I think you'll be excited babe. WZCW decided to entah you in the Gold Rush Tournament! You'll be facing Veejay next round. If you can win at Ascension, that's a lot of momentum going into the Gold Rush quartahfinals. Let's worry about this week though. You boys go have fun, I'm gonna go get cutah."
Logan sits up, grabbing Brittany and pulling her close.
"I don't think you could look any cutah than you already do love. Have fun, we'll see you in a bit."
The two exchange a brief kiss before Logan and Hayden head off to eat.
***
Hayden was finishing his last bite of a Doritos taco, licking his fingers afterwards.
"I don't know why Stormrage likes this place so much. I already feel horrible."
Hayden lets out a laugh, and the two clean up their table and dispose of the trash before exiting the Taco Bell.
"So Hayden, I've been thinking, you love Brittany right?"
Logan stops to look at Hayden, and he's already nodding his head enthusiastically.
"Duh dad! Brittany is awesome. I'm glad she's around."
"Would you be glad if she was always around? Think you could call her 'Mom' buddy?"
Hayden's eyes grew wide. For an eight year old, he was quite intelligent, and he already knew where his dad was going with all this.
"You're gonna ask Brittany to marry you dad?!"
"Yea buddy, I am. Come help me pick out a ring for her?"
The two walk into the jewelry store, and within moments, Hayden has already found one.
"This one dad....Give her this one."
Logan took a look, and it was a beautiful ring. Then he saw the price.
"Well buddy, we bettah hope your dad can string some wins togethah, this ring ain't cheap."
Hayden looked at his dad with a big goofy smile.
"She won't say no dad. Not with this."
Moments later, Logan and his son exited the store, ring in hand. Logan would have to figure out how to hide the ring until the right time to propose came.
"Ready to head back? I wanna make it back before Brittany."
"You mean mom?"
Hayden smiled as his dad ruffled his hair, the two men headed back to the hotel.
***Night of Ascension 103***
Logan is seen in his gear. Simple blue jeans, a grey Sox t-shirt and his custom navy blue Red Sox jersey. Hayden was doing his usual backstage autograph hunt, while Brittany, wearing some cut off daisy dukes type shorts with her custom white Red Sox jersey tied, exposing her stomach. She also had on a Red Sox hat, her hair in a ponytail hanging out through the back of it.
"Hey! It's Logan! Mr. McAllister, I've been a fan since day one, and I gotta say, I'm glad you're not with Eddie anymore. You can be a star!"
Logan turns to greet the fan, and what he sees is a growing group of people, all crowding around him. Logan decides to have some fun with them.
"You guys ready for Ascension?"
A multitude of "yeahs" and other screams come pouring out from the gathering of fans.
"Tonight's the night, I give all you fans a hero you can all relate to! Tonight, Logan McAllister makes his intentions clear. I will bring home gold. Not just for the city of Boston, but also for each and every one of you, that scrape paycheck to paycheck, and spend your hard earned money to come watch us perform. WZCW needs fresh blood, and I will be that future. I promise you all!"
Brittany stands to the side, watching with pride as Logan worked the crowd, embracing his true self. The fans were eating it up too. She laughed as two kids tried to tackle him, and smiled as he took picture after picture with each fan, even though his match was coming up very soon.
A backstage attendant comes rushing over to Logan.
"There you are! Get to the gorilla position, you're match is next."
Logan reluctantly stops hanging with the common folk, and refocuses. He has a big opportunity tonight. Beat Diabolos and Titus and ride the momentum into the Gold Rush. Even better if he pins Titus in the process. As Logan heads into position, Brittany grabs him, pulling him down and placing her head against his.
"This is it baby. This is the start of your legacy. Go out there, and show them all that Logan McAllister is here and he's ready to take WZCW by storm. I believe in you Logan."
With that, Logan's music began to play.....
red ass skull muhfukkah
Dooooooooooooom
The lightning cracks the sky and thunder explodes your ear drums. The rain pours down as the full moon peeks out from behind the clouds then retreats back. For even the moon is afraid of the wicked power and evil that comes out on a night such as this. The great sphere that pushes and pulls our oceans back and forth and illuminates the darkest time of our day. It too fears the true darkness that lurks in the shadows of our existence. A blood curdling scream erupts in the distance.
Beyond the deep forest, below the mountain is a clearing the size of a wrestling ring. Two men are on their knees, face to face, soaked from the rain and each other's blood. Alhazred and Super Boss Nova are beaten and bruised, faces swollen from the barrage of attacks each landed on the other. An empty grave is open behind them, slowly being filled with mud and rain.
Alhazred: You see that grave Mr. Nova? Do you see it?
Super Boss Nova stares at it then back to Alhazred and nods slowly.
Alhazred: I dug that grave for a greater man than you, several years ago. I was drunk and full of rage, I dug it with my bare hands until I blacked out either from exhaustion or the liquor. When I awoke my head was in the lap of your sister Machiko. I did not write down or remember where I dug this grave, so I never used it. It seems destiny and revenge have collided on this blessed of nights. That grave is still freshly dug and open for us tonight. As if some cosmic force of nature has frozen that spot in time. Do you hear the voices coming from the hole? They're calling your name, they're calling for your blood Mr. Tomaru! THEY'RE CALLING FOR YOUR DEATH!
Alhazred slams his bare right hand into the ground and gets to his feet slowly. He clenches his fist and puts his nose to Nova's nose.
Alhazred: Give me my Power Glove. GIVE IT TO ME! If you do not I shall crack your face with this fist and give the voices what they wish. DO IT NOW!
Nova grins from ear to ear and bellows out a maniacal laugh. Alhazred hits him with a Level 5 Spinning Back Fist. Still he laughs. Alhazred drags him by his feet to the grave. Still he laughs. Alhazred pushes his body into the grave. Still he laughs. Alhazred pushes the mud and dirt and fills the grave. Still he laughs.
Alhazred falls to his knees and stares at his bloody, mud covered right hand. Lightning strikes a tree at the edge of the clearing and sets it on fire. Thunder crackles like a burning fire. A loud, tribal horn echos long and bold from the top of the mountain. Alhazred looks up at it, his eyes widen and jaw drops to the ground.
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Boise, Idaho. 1:45 a.m.. Boise State University Campus Grounds
Trap music blares from a frat house on a quiet part of the campus. The sounds of glass breaking and men cheering is heard. The sky is clear for all but one cloud that covers the moon. The great and devious Diabolos stands on the lawn of the house, head cocked to the side, eyes glued to the last window on the left side of the house's second floor.
He walks slowly across the lawn, up the porch steps and opens the front door. The house is filled with college kids partying and having the time of their small and miserable lives. None of them take notice of the large man wearing a skeleton suit wandering around the house. Diabolos goes into the living room and sees a group watching Titus' Oscar winning performance in the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers movie.
He leaves the room and heads into the kitchen and sees one man telling the other that the Yankees are better than the Red Sox. The one defending the Red Sox seems to be of lower intelligence than the Yankees fan.
Diabolos leaves the kitchen and heads up the stairs to the second floor. Silence, besides the music coming from below. He walks down the corridor to the left. The walls begin to bleed and the room shakes back and forth. A babies cries begin to come forth from the distant spiritual plane of the house. Diabolos stops at the last door on the left. He opens it slowly, cockroaches scatter from the opening. A man and a woman are passionately making out on the bed. Too engraved in one another they don't notice Diabolos creeping about. He walks to the closet on the far side of the room and opens it. It's filled with dirty laundry and porno mags. He clears the floor of the closet. He runs his left hand over his right slowly and punches a hole in the floor. He shoves his arm deep into the hole and pulls out a small human skull. The crying baby stops, the sprinklers of the house go off and spew brown and red water. The skull screams. Diabolo crushes it into pieces and eats them. He grunts and growls as he feasts. He swallows hard and breathes deeply.
He leaves the closet and looks at the bed. The boy and girl are hiding underneath the blankets. Diabolos pulls the covers off of them, they are both lying straight with their arms crossed like vampires, they're wearing skeleton suits similar to Diabolos'. They sit up slowly and get out of bed as he leaves the room. They follow him down the hallway and down the stairs. The music has stopped and the walls are covered in blood. Diabolos goes in the kitchen and sees two men in skeleton costumes. They nod and walk over to him. He goes into the living room and sees a group of skeleton clad men watching a snowy screen. They stand up and walk over to him. Diabolos walks out the door, down the steps and across the lawn. Thirteen skeletons follow behind. He stops at the edge of the street and looks at the moon, the skeletons do the same. As the moon emerges from behind the clouds a loud horn is heard in the distance.
Diabolos puts out his right hand. One of his skeleton follower hands him a black phone. He takes a selfie and tosses the phone to the ground. They walk down the street and into the shadows of the night.
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Boise, Idaho. 9:00 a.m.. Boise State University Campus Grounds
Detective Frank Mortlock walks onto the lawn of the frat house and looks around.
Mortlock: 13 college students gone missing the night of a frat party. A man in a skeleton suit was said to be seen by one of the neighbors.
He looks over and waves to a small elderly woman sitting in her rocking chair on her porch, petting a black cat and smiling.
He goes towards the house but slips on the black phone. He picks it up and inspects it. He swipes the screen, jumps at the image that appears and drops it.
The phone falls into a muddy spot in the grass and slowly sinks in. He tries to grab it but it sinks to fast. Before it is fully engulfed an image flashes on screen for a brief moment.
Beyond the deep forest, below the mountain is a clearing the size of a wrestling ring. Two men are on their knees, face to face, soaked from the rain and each other's blood. Alhazred and Super Boss Nova are beaten and bruised, faces swollen from the barrage of attacks each landed on the other. An empty grave is open behind them, slowly being filled with mud and rain.
Alhazred: You see that grave Mr. Nova? Do you see it?
Super Boss Nova stares at it then back to Alhazred and nods slowly.
Alhazred: I dug that grave for a greater man than you, several years ago. I was drunk and full of rage, I dug it with my bare hands until I blacked out either from exhaustion or the liquor. When I awoke my head was in the lap of your sister Machiko. I did not write down or remember where I dug this grave, so I never used it. It seems destiny and revenge have collided on this blessed of nights. That grave is still freshly dug and open for us tonight. As if some cosmic force of nature has frozen that spot in time. Do you hear the voices coming from the hole? They're calling your name, they're calling for your blood Mr. Tomaru! THEY'RE CALLING FOR YOUR DEATH!
Alhazred slams his bare right hand into the ground and gets to his feet slowly. He clenches his fist and puts his nose to Nova's nose.
Alhazred: Give me my Power Glove. GIVE IT TO ME! If you do not I shall crack your face with this fist and give the voices what they wish. DO IT NOW!
Nova grins from ear to ear and bellows out a maniacal laugh. Alhazred hits him with a Level 5 Spinning Back Fist. Still he laughs. Alhazred drags him by his feet to the grave. Still he laughs. Alhazred pushes his body into the grave. Still he laughs. Alhazred pushes the mud and dirt and fills the grave. Still he laughs.
Alhazred falls to his knees and stares at his bloody, mud covered right hand. Lightning strikes a tree at the edge of the clearing and sets it on fire. Thunder crackles like a burning fire. A loud, tribal horn echos long and bold from the top of the mountain. Alhazred looks up at it, his eyes widen and jaw drops to the ground.
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Boise, Idaho. 1:45 a.m.. Boise State University Campus Grounds
Trap music blares from a frat house on a quiet part of the campus. The sounds of glass breaking and men cheering is heard. The sky is clear for all but one cloud that covers the moon. The great and devious Diabolos stands on the lawn of the house, head cocked to the side, eyes glued to the last window on the left side of the house's second floor.
He walks slowly across the lawn, up the porch steps and opens the front door. The house is filled with college kids partying and having the time of their small and miserable lives. None of them take notice of the large man wearing a skeleton suit wandering around the house. Diabolos goes into the living room and sees a group watching Titus' Oscar winning performance in the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers movie.
He leaves the room and heads into the kitchen and sees one man telling the other that the Yankees are better than the Red Sox. The one defending the Red Sox seems to be of lower intelligence than the Yankees fan.
Diabolos leaves the kitchen and heads up the stairs to the second floor. Silence, besides the music coming from below. He walks down the corridor to the left. The walls begin to bleed and the room shakes back and forth. A babies cries begin to come forth from the distant spiritual plane of the house. Diabolos stops at the last door on the left. He opens it slowly, cockroaches scatter from the opening. A man and a woman are passionately making out on the bed. Too engraved in one another they don't notice Diabolos creeping about. He walks to the closet on the far side of the room and opens it. It's filled with dirty laundry and porno mags. He clears the floor of the closet. He runs his left hand over his right slowly and punches a hole in the floor. He shoves his arm deep into the hole and pulls out a small human skull. The crying baby stops, the sprinklers of the house go off and spew brown and red water. The skull screams. Diabolo crushes it into pieces and eats them. He grunts and growls as he feasts. He swallows hard and breathes deeply.
He leaves the closet and looks at the bed. The boy and girl are hiding underneath the blankets. Diabolos pulls the covers off of them, they are both lying straight with their arms crossed like vampires, they're wearing skeleton suits similar to Diabolos'. They sit up slowly and get out of bed as he leaves the room. They follow him down the hallway and down the stairs. The music has stopped and the walls are covered in blood. Diabolos goes in the kitchen and sees two men in skeleton costumes. They nod and walk over to him. He goes into the living room and sees a group of skeleton clad men watching a snowy screen. They stand up and walk over to him. Diabolos walks out the door, down the steps and across the lawn. Thirteen skeletons follow behind. He stops at the edge of the street and looks at the moon, the skeletons do the same. As the moon emerges from behind the clouds a loud horn is heard in the distance.
Diabolos puts out his right hand. One of his skeleton follower hands him a black phone. He takes a selfie and tosses the phone to the ground. They walk down the street and into the shadows of the night.
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Boise, Idaho. 9:00 a.m.. Boise State University Campus Grounds
Detective Frank Mortlock walks onto the lawn of the frat house and looks around.
Mortlock: 13 college students gone missing the night of a frat party. A man in a skeleton suit was said to be seen by one of the neighbors.
He looks over and waves to a small elderly woman sitting in her rocking chair on her porch, petting a black cat and smiling.
He goes towards the house but slips on the black phone. He picks it up and inspects it. He swipes the screen, jumps at the image that appears and drops it.
The phone falls into a muddy spot in the grass and slowly sinks in. He tries to grab it but it sinks to fast. Before it is fully engulfed an image flashes on screen for a brief moment.
Lee
Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No it's Supermod!
February, what a month. For some people it's a time where they feel a bit down, Christmas and New Year has gone and all that is left is this bleak month. For many it will be a time of love as Valentines day makes us feel a bit gooey inside. For others they're looking forward to the release of the movie about a kick ass hero who wears a red mask to cover his face. No, not that one.
Yet for Titus Avison February marks the anniversary of his WZCW début. He signed his contract on the Sixth of the month, since then Nine years have passed. In that time he's gone from a down and out actor to reinventing himself. He went on to win another Three Oscars in that time whilst also being the pinnacle of WZCW. An Elite X title reign (or Elite Openweight if you want to call it by the correct name) followed by a Lethal Lottery win and Two world championships. Throw in that being inducted into the Hall of Fame Titus Avison is the current EurAsian champion. Celebrating his anniversary Titus Avison has just come off the back of something that only half of the holders have ever managed to do...defend it.
We go to Keystone City, Kansas the adopted home of Titus Avison. The all familiar aerial shot of the state zooming in to the city we know and love. Past Town Hall where mayor Byron Turner is working hard and lastly to the biggest house in Keystone. That of the EurAsian champion. The shot changes to inside where Titus is sat on his couch leaning back.
Titus: Hey there, welcome to my humble abode.
The cocky laugh fills the air as he stands up, belt in hand.
Titus: You may be wondering why I'm not in Idaho? That's a very good question. The answer is simple, I wanted some me time. It has given me time to reflect on who I am as a person and what makes me so great. So it worked out nicely that I found out my opponents for the week whilst looking in my personal memorabilia vault. Let's go and have a look.
The camera suddenly cuts to Titus stood in a museum like place. It has pictures through his entire time of WZCW, all ordered in year date. He is stood in 2014 and behind is a picture of Showtime, Constantine and Michael Winters. Titus Avison is laid out on the floor in front of them.
Titus: There are three people in the world who remember Michael Winters. His Mom, Dad and myself. Ascension 78 marked the start of the Elite, but it was the time I went off. I had lost my passion and after a severe injury I returned to acting. What happened to Michael Winters? Who knows, who even cares. A footnote on the history of WZCW.
We all know about Constantine and Showtime but do any WZCW historians know who my opponent was that night? I'll give you time to think!
Titus looks at his wrist as though it's a watch and counts down from 3...2...1...BUZZZZ.
Titus: Time up there. The correct answer is Diabolos. I had almost forgotten I had ever fought him in a match, let alone lost. If only I had my chance to get my own back on him. Shame he upped and vanished.
Another cocky laugh from Titus as he skips over to the 2016 section, onto AS103. He pulls a photo out of his back pocket and it's of Diabolos himself. He pins it to the wall.
Titus: He has returned. Everything is coming up Milhouse! At Ascension I get my opportunity to make amends. Though I am curious as to why he still wears a mask. We know who he is under that, what has he got to hide? Has his Speak & Spell broken again so he can't speak? Has his face become disfigured like TM's was? Masks, who would wear them?
Titus skips to the middle of the room, way back to 2008 and there is a display of Keystone's hero, Red Mask. Red Mask had such an impact on this town that crime reduced when he was active and stayed low when he stopped. When unmasked as Titus Avison it allowed him to be the hero.
Titus: Did you know that Theron Daggershield has Red mask pyjamas? Or as he calls them Crimson Visor pantaloons. Say what's this?
Titus walks over to 2009 and pics up a picture. It has Santa Claus, a metal looking guy and a kid.
Titus: Oh I remember this. Trevor Steel, as you know, appeared pretty recently but he didn't tell us what happened to his son. His son loved Titus and so for Christmas 2009 I helped him out and dressed as Santa. Damien Steel was so happy that day, kids love Titus.
Titus then jogs over to the 2016 board and pulls out another picture from his back pocket. It's Logan McAlistar and Titus pins him to the board next to Diabolos.
Titus: To some Logan McAHlistAHr is the perfect father. He brings his child to work, and allows Hayden to interact with his heroes. Logan has him at his best interests and he's the focus of everything he does. He even got rid of Eddie Romero. I must applaud you as you are a great father.
A sarcastic clap is offered by Titus Avison before he suddenly stops.
Titus: Sorry, did I say great? It's not hard to defeat Armando Paradyse, even Baller managed it. Your father skills? Awful. You come backstage and let that brat run riot, backstage Bob keeps him entertained most of the time. You? You're focussed on Brittany. Hayden will tell you you're the greatest thing to him but you and I both know who his hero is. It kills you that he has Titus Avison posters on his wall at home, that you spend your money buying him action figures of me. That he has a Red Mask!
Believe you me Logan I could really make you realise how much you miss the boat but that's not fair on Hayden. This week I face two men, both wanting to defeat the holder of the greatest prize in WZCW yet they won't. If people think I'm going to step back and let them pin each other you've another thing coming. I will be the victor and I care not which of the two I pin.
Titus smiles again, taps his belt and the camera fades to black.
Yet for Titus Avison February marks the anniversary of his WZCW début. He signed his contract on the Sixth of the month, since then Nine years have passed. In that time he's gone from a down and out actor to reinventing himself. He went on to win another Three Oscars in that time whilst also being the pinnacle of WZCW. An Elite X title reign (or Elite Openweight if you want to call it by the correct name) followed by a Lethal Lottery win and Two world championships. Throw in that being inducted into the Hall of Fame Titus Avison is the current EurAsian champion. Celebrating his anniversary Titus Avison has just come off the back of something that only half of the holders have ever managed to do...defend it.
We go to Keystone City, Kansas the adopted home of Titus Avison. The all familiar aerial shot of the state zooming in to the city we know and love. Past Town Hall where mayor Byron Turner is working hard and lastly to the biggest house in Keystone. That of the EurAsian champion. The shot changes to inside where Titus is sat on his couch leaning back.
Titus: Hey there, welcome to my humble abode.
The cocky laugh fills the air as he stands up, belt in hand.
Titus: You may be wondering why I'm not in Idaho? That's a very good question. The answer is simple, I wanted some me time. It has given me time to reflect on who I am as a person and what makes me so great. So it worked out nicely that I found out my opponents for the week whilst looking in my personal memorabilia vault. Let's go and have a look.
The camera suddenly cuts to Titus stood in a museum like place. It has pictures through his entire time of WZCW, all ordered in year date. He is stood in 2014 and behind is a picture of Showtime, Constantine and Michael Winters. Titus Avison is laid out on the floor in front of them.
Titus: There are three people in the world who remember Michael Winters. His Mom, Dad and myself. Ascension 78 marked the start of the Elite, but it was the time I went off. I had lost my passion and after a severe injury I returned to acting. What happened to Michael Winters? Who knows, who even cares. A footnote on the history of WZCW.
We all know about Constantine and Showtime but do any WZCW historians know who my opponent was that night? I'll give you time to think!
Titus looks at his wrist as though it's a watch and counts down from 3...2...1...BUZZZZ.
Titus: Time up there. The correct answer is Diabolos. I had almost forgotten I had ever fought him in a match, let alone lost. If only I had my chance to get my own back on him. Shame he upped and vanished.
Another cocky laugh from Titus as he skips over to the 2016 section, onto AS103. He pulls a photo out of his back pocket and it's of Diabolos himself. He pins it to the wall.
Titus: He has returned. Everything is coming up Milhouse! At Ascension I get my opportunity to make amends. Though I am curious as to why he still wears a mask. We know who he is under that, what has he got to hide? Has his Speak & Spell broken again so he can't speak? Has his face become disfigured like TM's was? Masks, who would wear them?
Titus skips to the middle of the room, way back to 2008 and there is a display of Keystone's hero, Red Mask. Red Mask had such an impact on this town that crime reduced when he was active and stayed low when he stopped. When unmasked as Titus Avison it allowed him to be the hero.
Titus: Did you know that Theron Daggershield has Red mask pyjamas? Or as he calls them Crimson Visor pantaloons. Say what's this?
Titus walks over to 2009 and pics up a picture. It has Santa Claus, a metal looking guy and a kid.
Titus: Oh I remember this. Trevor Steel, as you know, appeared pretty recently but he didn't tell us what happened to his son. His son loved Titus and so for Christmas 2009 I helped him out and dressed as Santa. Damien Steel was so happy that day, kids love Titus.
Titus then jogs over to the 2016 board and pulls out another picture from his back pocket. It's Logan McAlistar and Titus pins him to the board next to Diabolos.
Titus: To some Logan McAHlistAHr is the perfect father. He brings his child to work, and allows Hayden to interact with his heroes. Logan has him at his best interests and he's the focus of everything he does. He even got rid of Eddie Romero. I must applaud you as you are a great father.
A sarcastic clap is offered by Titus Avison before he suddenly stops.
Titus: Sorry, did I say great? It's not hard to defeat Armando Paradyse, even Baller managed it. Your father skills? Awful. You come backstage and let that brat run riot, backstage Bob keeps him entertained most of the time. You? You're focussed on Brittany. Hayden will tell you you're the greatest thing to him but you and I both know who his hero is. It kills you that he has Titus Avison posters on his wall at home, that you spend your money buying him action figures of me. That he has a Red Mask!
Believe you me Logan I could really make you realise how much you miss the boat but that's not fair on Hayden. This week I face two men, both wanting to defeat the holder of the greatest prize in WZCW yet they won't. If people think I'm going to step back and let them pin each other you've another thing coming. I will be the victor and I care not which of the two I pin.
Titus smiles again, taps his belt and the camera fades to black.
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