(Erynys Reich vs Bison Mbadi)

[Drako Damone]

no holds barred match  

[Daemonsparta]

[X]

I wanna feel it day and night-

The song suddenly stopped, a familiar tune started playing

Listen, there's a storm in the distance. You better take cover now.
Coming too fast. Hang up and call your mother now
Dark clouds. An ominous mass
You pray it might pass but no, it's gonna last
The lighting strikes and the ground is on fire
And the light you know is about to expire
No time for breath but a good time for running
Never ever look back cause hell keeps on coming

As the music started, Bison came out in some older attire. Gone was the colorful tracksuit and the merchandise. He wore his old dark colors as his face held a mask of the destroyer of old. He bounced in place for a moment before beating his chest and raising his arms, triggering a full array of pyro, the crowd bowing to the Alpha Male.




Cause there's a hell in the sky
And all you sinners will die
And it's gonna blow you away
It's gonna be judgment day
And know that fear will be rising
And you know that pressure keeps falling
And it's too late to run now
Cause hell will be callin' your name

Bison made his way down the ramp.

making his way to the ring from Bridgetown, Barbados. Standing at 7 feet tall and weighing in at 375 pounds. Representing Apex, he is the Alpha Male: Bison... Mbadi!


The Alpha Male walked up the steps, stepping over the top rope in the ring. He unzipped his hoodie, tossing it away as he climbed the closest corner, raising his fists as the crowd roared with him. He then headed over to the opposite corner, climbing up and beating his chest, flexing his massive biceps and torso to the noise of the crowd.

This is how it's going down…

Your bitter head on the ground like a little rat hiding
You're in the wrong place, wrong time, and wrong side
Go ahead, hide but they're coming to find you
Remind you that your time's due and it's through

Cause there ain't no mistake in this kind of danger
Don't bother running cause it's way too late
The clouds are impatient. They're bringing the anger
So get ready. The storm is recognizing your name

Cause there's a hell in the sky [hell in the sky]
Sinners will die (sinners gonna die)
Blow you away (blow you away)
Be judgment day (Its gonna be judgment day)
Fear will be rising (rising right here)
Pressure keeps falling (and going down now)
Too late to run now
Cause hell will be callin' your name  

[sha312]

The lights begin to flicker slightly and then go out as the sound of thunder echos through the PA system. As a light mist fills the entryway and a soft blue light bathes the arena, the crowd hears a soft but meancing sound of footsteps before the rhythm of a tribal beat plays. A white light slowly blooms on the stage to show a figure dressed in black sitting cross legged in the entrance way.

As the opening chords of Absent in Body's Rise from Ruins hits, the blue light slowly turns red as the figure stands up from out of the mist as the crowd roars in response. Over the din, the announcer calls out:

"Introducing first...From Weimar Germany, weighing in at 298 lbs...Erynys Reich!"

As the music blares, Erynys makes it halfway down to ring side before the arena goes black. A single spotlight shines on the top turnbuckle where he stands staring out into the crowd. The lights go down again since made his way down to ringside and when they come up a final time, the crowd sees him in the center of the ring where he sits crossed legged. He then moves to the far corner where he discards his mask and cloak to the ringside attendant and sits in the corner, gazing silently at his opponent.  

[Daemonsparta]

Bison glared at the German, his eyes focused on bringing the pain. He cracked his neck.

The bell rang, Bison charging wirh a swift kick aimed for Eryns gut  

[sha312]

As the bell rang, he knew based on size alone that he wouldn't be able to match power with power. That would be a recipe for disaster. Instead, he knew he would have to stick and move and slowly chop the big man down.

Unfortunately, his opponent was a mad bull and sent him doubled over with a swift blow to the gut.  

[Daemonsparta]

Bison continued like a mad bull as he moved to hook inna front facelock, attempting to drive his knee up into Erynys' body  

[sha312]

Things were quickly going from bad to worse as he was soon locked into a front facelock and his body lifted and seized up as the big Bison buried his knee into his rib cage, causing the big German into a violent fit of coughing.  

[Daemonsparta]

Knee after knee the brutal Bison drove into the germans torso. His face still focused, he looked to scoop Erynys up snd down with a pump handle slam  

[sha312]

Each body blow robbed him of breath and he could feel his legs beginning to go rubbery. Her soon felt himself lifted up and then slammed down by the pumphandle slam and his body locked up as the remaining oxygen was forced out of him.

He lay there, feeling like he had gotten run over by a train. He hoped the ref would step in, buying him a few precious moments to collect himself.  

[Daemonsparta]

Bison beat his chest as the crowd roared their approval of the vicious beatdown.

"You see? This is what you get!" He bellowed down at the german before moving tk drop an elbow on erynys chest.  

[sha312]

He lay there gasping for air, staring blankly at the lights, before the lumbering giant fell upon him again with a nasty elbow that felt like his sternum had caved in. The ref quickly knelt down beside him to check on him, while ordering Bison back to give him some space.  

[Daemonsparta]

Bison fumed. Who was the ref telling him to back off in this no holds barred beatdown? He nodded, sliding out of the ring and reaching under the apron. With burning malice, Bison pulled out a leather strap, stepping back into the ring.  

[sha312]

He used the distraction to gingerly roll his way out of the ring, trying to put as much distance between him and the angry giant. He took a few painful deep breathes which helped him clear his head. He began to rummage under the ring himself and he pulled something out and put it in the back pocket of his tights before he stood up, warily keeping his distance.  

[Daemonsparta]

Did he think he was gonna escape? Ohh nooooooo. Bison rolled out of the ring in pursuit, raising his hand high as he brought the leather strap down towards Erynys  

[sha312]

The loud crack as the strap came down echoed throughout the arena and he bit back a scream as he hit the floor hard, much to some of the crowd's delight.