Post by 𝕸𝖚𝖗𝖉𝖊𝖗 𝕹𝖎𝖓𝖏𝖆 on Sept 21, 2022 13:05:37 GMT
CruZe had a devilish grin adorning his handsome features as he invited his mysterious guests to whatever they pleased. The Eternal Champion was sharply-dressed in a dark gray suit and a deep red button-up shirt underneath with his hair pulled back in a ponytail, giving it a very slick appearance. His well-dressed appearance fit perfectly with his surroundings, an upscale dining locale conveniently located at the Mall of America known as Cedar + Stone, Urban Table. CruZe had clearly put some money into this meeting because he was seated with his guests in their very own, private booth. To CruZe’s right, the Eternal Championship hung freely over the back of the booth. The waitress stood listening attentively for CruZe’s guests' order.
Sitting on the other side of the rounded booth was Murder Ninja and Quinn Castillo respectively. Murder Ninja seemed a bit underdressed despite what seemed like an attempt at looking respectable by wearing a sport coat over his normal clothes. Castillo, on the other hand, was pretty well dressed, but didn’t care to stand out quite like CruZe clearly did.
Quinn: I’ll have a Budweiser, please.
While Castillo didn’t even bother to look at the menu, Murder Ninja seemed to be perusing his options. Suddenly, a lightbulb seemed to just turn on over his head as he looked up at the waitress.
Ninja: A Green Mountain Dynamite!
CruZe must have already looked at the menu because he, too, was ready with his choice.
CruZe: And, I’ll have a Juniper Mule.
As the waitress disappeared to fetch their order, CruZe relaxed back in the booth, resting his arms across the top rim of the backrest, a smile ever-present upon his face.
CruZe: Gentlemen, being champion takes a lot and means a lot. I have little doubt that both of you have been champions somewhere or another, but I know that both of you have busted your asses to position yourselves in a prime spot to become one in WrestleVerse. Quinn, you’ve shown that you’re a force to be reckoned with when you took my partner, Max Moonstone, to his very limits ON the Moon of all places. And, Murder Ninja, you debuted to earn yourself a shot at my title, the premier title in WrestleVerse, the Eternal Championship. And now, at Eternal #4, both of you will have the opportunity to prove yourselves once again.
Castillo eyeballed CruZe suspiciously for a moment before speaking candidly.
Quinn: Why the meeting, Cruze?
CruZe: In all honesty, I want to win, and I’m hoping the two of you want to win just as much. My point is, you two had to put in work to get where you are right now in the WrestleVerse, and someone like Kelly Penkzee-Nelson gets handed a golden opportunity to main event at the next Premium Live Event and possibly compete for the WrestleVerse Championship. I know for a fact that she has done some work in other places, but the WrestleVerse shouldn’t just hand out title opportunities like candy just because you had a solid record somewhere else. These title opportunities that are just being handed away should belong to people who have shown they are hungry like yourself, Quinn. You and Max had to go through qualifier matches just to get to the Project Moonstone Match!
CruZe seemed to catch himself raising his voice in frustration as the waitress returned with their drinks. The Eternal Champion scooted a bit closer as the waitress walked away, forcing himself to lower his voice. Murder Ninja just began sipping on his Green Mountain Dynamite as his eyes watched CruZe on his soapbox from just above the rim of Ninja’s cocktail.
CruZe: You had it even tougher than Max did in a triple threat match as your qualifier. As for our boy Murder Ninja over here, he at the very least had a triple threat match as well to crown himself as the #1 Contender to the Eternal Championship. Even Kelly’s partners worked their asses off to gain their opportunity. Amelia and Kyle nearly got themselves killed to be standing as the WrestleVerse’s Parallel Champions. So, you tell me, what has KPN really done to deserve such an opportunity?
A slurping sound stopped CruZe from continuing in circles as Murder Ninja finished his drink.
Ninja: She ain’t done a damn thing. I believe that’s the answer you’re lookin’ for, right?
CruZe clicked his tongue in his cheek and fired a finger gun directly at Murder Ninja.
CruZe: Bingo. And, yet we see KPN trying to justify her position all over social media like she’s owed a WrestleVerse title opportunity just for gracing our promotion with her presence. Anyone of us could have been in that contender’s match in that cage, but Danny Powers books like he’s a fucking meth-head when he signs new talent that excites him.
Castillo seemed to just drink his beer while listening to the words spewing forth from CruZe’s mouth, seemingly contemplating them deeply before making up his mind.
Quinn: She’s just taking what she’s been given.
Ninja: …something that maybe shouldn’t just be given, Quinn?
CruZe’s eyes go from Quinn to Murder Ninja as he fired back at Quinn’s question. A small smile crept across his face once more.
CruZe: I knew I liked you for a reason, Murder Ninja. You clearly have your wits about you. Castillo, I have a lot of respect for you and the things you’ve already done within the WrestleVerse that’s why it irritates me to see someone jumping the line to get so close to the WrestleVerse title just because of her name.
Quinn: Not because you think you should be in that match?
CruZe: I’m not going to lie to you. That’s part of it. You should be just as angry for me as I am for the two of you. I defeated the man who represents us as the WrestleVerse Champion, that’s more than Jaice Wilds had to do to become the #1 Contender to the WrestleVerse title. I am literally the most qualified person to contend for that title yet here’s KPN, and for what?!
CruZe took a moment to take a long drink of his Juniper Mule, calming himself in the process.
Ninja: I get your frustration, man. But what exactly are we gonna’ do about it?
CruZe: Humiliate her.
Murder Ninja seemed intrigued by this, but Quinn Castillo didn’t seem quite so.
Quinn: How?
CruZe: KPN needs to be put in her place. Danny Powers is clearly protecting her, Quinn. None of us have ever even thought about teaming up. Hell, Murder Ninja is the #1 Contender to my championship. Do you really think Danny would expect Ninja and I to be on the same page with each other?
Murder Ninja seemed to be just nodding his head, seemingly understanding this explanation. Quinn just remained silent. CruZe pushed on.
CruZe: Think about it: Why else would Danny give KPN the Parallel Champions as her partners? They’re supposed to be the strongest team in all of WrestleVerse, right? He’s clearly protecting his investment. Bottom line is: We need to humble KPN before her ego gets even more out of control. We need to humble her, so Danny Powers knows that this shit isn’t okay.
Ninja: To be fair, I did feel as though I was getting an opportunity at your title a little soon, but I’ll take it. I can kinda’ see how KPN feels, but I’m also not exactly gettin’ an instant opportunity for what is considered to be the top title in WrestleVerse.
CruZe: Don’t forget, you had to come out on top in a triple threat in order to get your shot. A one-on-one match isn’t as challenging as having a whole other person to worry about trying to sabotage your chance at winning.
Ninja: While I do feel it was a little easy, I get what you’re sayin’. And I agree. But we can’t just focus on KPN.
Quinn Castillo seemed to be forgotten about for the moment until he suddenly broke back into the conversation, addressing Murder Ninja this time.
Quinn: You on board with this?
Ninja: Look, man, CruZe might be right; he might be wrong, but it seems pretty evident that KPN is happy to be handed what others have been fighting so hard to earn. Hell, Jaice Wilds had to earn his place in that match, and now if somehow, he wins, he’ll have to defend his title right after winning it. Meanwhile, someone who actually has a win over the WrestleVerse Champion is on the outside looking in. Can you blame CruZe for his frustration? More importantly, don’t you think you should be a little frustrated too as someone who was overlooked for such an opportunity?
Murder Ninja raised an eyebrow as if that added the question mark to his inquiry. For a long moment, Castillo seemed to consider Murder Ninja’s point of view while holding the top of his beer bottle simply with his fingertips. He lifted the bottle and downed the rest of the bottle before clanking the bottle back down on the surface of the table before him.
Quinn: I’m not frustrated. Just want to win. Fair and square. Don’t need any motivation beyond that. Nelson’s spot doesn’t matter to me. My question going into the match was whether you two can get along, since you’ll be fighting over that-
He bobbed his head in the direction of Cruze’s prominently displayed Eternal Championship.
Quinn: - soon. But since we’re all on the same page what’s the plan? As Murder Ninja was saying, we can’t just focus on KPN. The Wild Things are the Parallel Champions, and our biggest threat.
Thanks to Murder Ninja convincing Quinn Castillo to be on-board, CruZe seemed to feel a lot more relax once again. He sat back in his seat before throwing his arms back again to rest on the rim of the backrest. For a moment, the waitress was back to check on them.
CruZe: Another round, please.
With that, the waitress nodded before leaving the three to their devices as they spoke quietly amongst themselves--
The scene opened up to CruZe, Murder Ninja, and Quinn Castillo all standing in front of the camera. CruZe had his Eternal Championship hung proudly over his shoulder as he stepped forward, addressing his audience.
CruZe: What you see before you is a team, but unlike Kelly Penkzee-Nelson, we won’t lie to you. Quinn Castillo, Murder Ninja, and myself are only a temporary alliance. Danny Powers saw fit to throw me together with them instead of my own partners in the XBI because he knows we’re a threat to his chosen narrative. But, I’m not mad. I have two of the best competitors WrestleVerse has to offer on my team. One very nearly found himself standing here today with the Moonstone in-hand while the other is my very own #1 Contender, another way Powers is attempting to sabotage me.
CruZe simply chuckled at his own notion.
CruZe: KPN would have all of you believe that just because she’s done a few things in other organizations that she belongs in the main event at the upcoming Premium Live Event. In reality, she’s nothing more than some scrub at Six Flags cutting the line. We represent those people who she cut in front of. And Kelly can talk about how much she deserves that opportunity all she wants, but she doesn’t really know how to back her mouth up like I do. I am proven here in the WrestleVerse. I am a scientific fact! Aiden Reynolds learned that the hard way. KPN, you can even ask your buddies the Parallel Champions. They know first-hand. Ask ‘em how I got this…
A small smirk broke across CruZe’s face as he patted the Eternal Championship.
CruZe: And, whether they want to admit it or not, they are holding on for the dear hope that you can stop the inevitable for them, Kelly. Wild Things will fall at my feet again. At our feet. As the Parallel Champions. These two, fine gentlemen are going to help me stomp all over the grounds Amelia Winston and Kyle Williams proved themselves on. All three of you may feel high and mighty now, but after you experience crushing defeat at Eternal #4, the highs won’t compare to the lows when you become just another statistic.
Once it was clear CruZe had finished Quinn Castillo took up the narrative baton.
Quinn: I got no opinion on why this match is booked the way it was. The why doesn’t matter. For me, it's just another opportunity. I told you from jump I signed with Wrestleverse to test myself in a place out of my comfort zone. And so far, all I’ve been doing is treading water. Yeah, it took over a half a dozen wrestlers to eliminate me in the Battle Royal at Eternal #1. Yeah, I went toe to toe with Max on the Moon during New Ground. But those are just moral victories. I’m past due for some real ones. Time for me to start collecting heads and it’s going to happen Friday at the Mall of America.
The big man shrugged.
Quinn: I’m not content at picking up tainted wins because Voxx did her magic or Max Moonstone his teleportation. Time for me to show my power- which is all natural and not based on tricks. There’s no razzle-dazzle to what I do: I use my size and strength to beat you senseless. It’s simple and inescapable. You’re all going to find that out come Eternal #4.
There was a moment of silence, as they were seemingly waiting for Murder Ninja to return to this planet. His eyes fixated on the Eternal Championship, he finally snapped out of a trance.
Ninja: Sorry, what was I saying?
Quinn: You… didn't say… anything.
Ninja: My bad. I feel like I drifted to the future, man. It was so vivid. So… real. There we were, three kings. Standing tall on a mountain of fallen foes. The fans were… indifferent. They were in awe of our mighty power but also… afraid. As they should be, I suppose. At that moment… we were at our most powerful. Not a single threat on the horizon. But then… it was just… us. I came back before the conclusion of that vision… but I had the feeling the world was going to crumble beneath us and swallow us up whole.
Quinn and CruZe stare at him, eyes widened. They look at each other, silently questioning the sanity of their partner.
Ninja: Never fear, pals. That is a future yet to come, and time is constantly changing. What happens then will happen. What happens now… in the immediate future… is the beginning of their end. Only two pieces of their pie are a cohesive unit while KPN is a rotten apple that will ruin the flavor. That's all too obvious. She will be their undoing, and then we will eat our way to victory.
He turns his head away, eyes fixated on something only he can see. With a chuckle, he brings his head back.
Ninja: Oh yeah, bro. For sure. I'm always hungry. You know that. Uhh. Where was I? Oh! Wild Thangs are on a high horse right on. A tandem bicycle of ego, if you will. In any other timeline, they could be the best of the best. Here, in this reality, they stand before three titans of industry. Look at us. Really… really… look at us. CruZe is indestructible unless it rains. Quinn over here shits bricks. And the third man… oh, it me! The Murder fuckin' Ninja! Stupid name but not so stupid inside the quatrogon! A lot of what I say sounds like I'm fuckin' crazy and… you may be right. But it just may be a lunatic WrestleVerse is lookin' for! NPC and the Thangs will find out just how fuckin' nuts I can get at–
CruZe: I think you meant KPN.
Ninja: Huh?
CruZe: You said NPC. Her initials are KPN.
Ninja: I said what I said. She is a non-player character in this match. She exists to get mollywhopped by we three kings like we're in create-a-wrestler mode. She might as well show up to Eternal #4 with a full-body morphsuit and accept that she has no free will in this timeline. Them Thangs will look on in sorrow as their comrade falls to our feet, and then they have an important choice to make: fight or flight. The wise choice for them is flight… but if my vision comes to fruition… they will fight. And they will fall. They can throw everything at us, and we will be unphased. Punches, kicks, grenades, mean words, even the kitchen sink. None of that shit matters. It's all just–
Again, he stops. He looks at his right shoulder and pulls away with a disgruntled look on his face.
Ninja: It's cool, bro. Quinn and CruZe probably suspected I'm a little... nuts. There have been rumors 'round WrestleVerse for weeks that I'm nuts. At Eternal #4, their suspicions will be confirmed. When time comes to let me loose on NPC and Wild Thingers… my fantasy will become reality. The only thing that can stop me is… me. I'm not ready to lie down just yet. This is only the beginning. My whole life, I was shackled to this one identity. Half of a whole. This is my time to break free and be the me who was waiting in the wings. This world has not seen something like me before… and it may not be ready. The transition will not be painless. Murder Ninja is here to stay. Get used to it. WrestleVerse is ground zero for the madness inside my head. It will be unleashed at Eternal #4 and… when the time is right… it will bring me…
His eyes dart over to the Eternal Championship on CruZe's shoulder and–
Sitting on the other side of the rounded booth was Murder Ninja and Quinn Castillo respectively. Murder Ninja seemed a bit underdressed despite what seemed like an attempt at looking respectable by wearing a sport coat over his normal clothes. Castillo, on the other hand, was pretty well dressed, but didn’t care to stand out quite like CruZe clearly did.
Quinn: I’ll have a Budweiser, please.
While Castillo didn’t even bother to look at the menu, Murder Ninja seemed to be perusing his options. Suddenly, a lightbulb seemed to just turn on over his head as he looked up at the waitress.
Ninja: A Green Mountain Dynamite!
CruZe must have already looked at the menu because he, too, was ready with his choice.
CruZe: And, I’ll have a Juniper Mule.
As the waitress disappeared to fetch their order, CruZe relaxed back in the booth, resting his arms across the top rim of the backrest, a smile ever-present upon his face.
CruZe: Gentlemen, being champion takes a lot and means a lot. I have little doubt that both of you have been champions somewhere or another, but I know that both of you have busted your asses to position yourselves in a prime spot to become one in WrestleVerse. Quinn, you’ve shown that you’re a force to be reckoned with when you took my partner, Max Moonstone, to his very limits ON the Moon of all places. And, Murder Ninja, you debuted to earn yourself a shot at my title, the premier title in WrestleVerse, the Eternal Championship. And now, at Eternal #4, both of you will have the opportunity to prove yourselves once again.
Castillo eyeballed CruZe suspiciously for a moment before speaking candidly.
Quinn: Why the meeting, Cruze?
CruZe: In all honesty, I want to win, and I’m hoping the two of you want to win just as much. My point is, you two had to put in work to get where you are right now in the WrestleVerse, and someone like Kelly Penkzee-Nelson gets handed a golden opportunity to main event at the next Premium Live Event and possibly compete for the WrestleVerse Championship. I know for a fact that she has done some work in other places, but the WrestleVerse shouldn’t just hand out title opportunities like candy just because you had a solid record somewhere else. These title opportunities that are just being handed away should belong to people who have shown they are hungry like yourself, Quinn. You and Max had to go through qualifier matches just to get to the Project Moonstone Match!
CruZe seemed to catch himself raising his voice in frustration as the waitress returned with their drinks. The Eternal Champion scooted a bit closer as the waitress walked away, forcing himself to lower his voice. Murder Ninja just began sipping on his Green Mountain Dynamite as his eyes watched CruZe on his soapbox from just above the rim of Ninja’s cocktail.
CruZe: You had it even tougher than Max did in a triple threat match as your qualifier. As for our boy Murder Ninja over here, he at the very least had a triple threat match as well to crown himself as the #1 Contender to the Eternal Championship. Even Kelly’s partners worked their asses off to gain their opportunity. Amelia and Kyle nearly got themselves killed to be standing as the WrestleVerse’s Parallel Champions. So, you tell me, what has KPN really done to deserve such an opportunity?
A slurping sound stopped CruZe from continuing in circles as Murder Ninja finished his drink.
Ninja: She ain’t done a damn thing. I believe that’s the answer you’re lookin’ for, right?
CruZe clicked his tongue in his cheek and fired a finger gun directly at Murder Ninja.
CruZe: Bingo. And, yet we see KPN trying to justify her position all over social media like she’s owed a WrestleVerse title opportunity just for gracing our promotion with her presence. Anyone of us could have been in that contender’s match in that cage, but Danny Powers books like he’s a fucking meth-head when he signs new talent that excites him.
Castillo seemed to just drink his beer while listening to the words spewing forth from CruZe’s mouth, seemingly contemplating them deeply before making up his mind.
Quinn: She’s just taking what she’s been given.
Ninja: …something that maybe shouldn’t just be given, Quinn?
CruZe’s eyes go from Quinn to Murder Ninja as he fired back at Quinn’s question. A small smile crept across his face once more.
CruZe: I knew I liked you for a reason, Murder Ninja. You clearly have your wits about you. Castillo, I have a lot of respect for you and the things you’ve already done within the WrestleVerse that’s why it irritates me to see someone jumping the line to get so close to the WrestleVerse title just because of her name.
Quinn: Not because you think you should be in that match?
CruZe: I’m not going to lie to you. That’s part of it. You should be just as angry for me as I am for the two of you. I defeated the man who represents us as the WrestleVerse Champion, that’s more than Jaice Wilds had to do to become the #1 Contender to the WrestleVerse title. I am literally the most qualified person to contend for that title yet here’s KPN, and for what?!
CruZe took a moment to take a long drink of his Juniper Mule, calming himself in the process.
Ninja: I get your frustration, man. But what exactly are we gonna’ do about it?
CruZe: Humiliate her.
Murder Ninja seemed intrigued by this, but Quinn Castillo didn’t seem quite so.
Quinn: How?
CruZe: KPN needs to be put in her place. Danny Powers is clearly protecting her, Quinn. None of us have ever even thought about teaming up. Hell, Murder Ninja is the #1 Contender to my championship. Do you really think Danny would expect Ninja and I to be on the same page with each other?
Murder Ninja seemed to be just nodding his head, seemingly understanding this explanation. Quinn just remained silent. CruZe pushed on.
CruZe: Think about it: Why else would Danny give KPN the Parallel Champions as her partners? They’re supposed to be the strongest team in all of WrestleVerse, right? He’s clearly protecting his investment. Bottom line is: We need to humble KPN before her ego gets even more out of control. We need to humble her, so Danny Powers knows that this shit isn’t okay.
Ninja: To be fair, I did feel as though I was getting an opportunity at your title a little soon, but I’ll take it. I can kinda’ see how KPN feels, but I’m also not exactly gettin’ an instant opportunity for what is considered to be the top title in WrestleVerse.
CruZe: Don’t forget, you had to come out on top in a triple threat in order to get your shot. A one-on-one match isn’t as challenging as having a whole other person to worry about trying to sabotage your chance at winning.
Ninja: While I do feel it was a little easy, I get what you’re sayin’. And I agree. But we can’t just focus on KPN.
Quinn Castillo seemed to be forgotten about for the moment until he suddenly broke back into the conversation, addressing Murder Ninja this time.
Quinn: You on board with this?
Ninja: Look, man, CruZe might be right; he might be wrong, but it seems pretty evident that KPN is happy to be handed what others have been fighting so hard to earn. Hell, Jaice Wilds had to earn his place in that match, and now if somehow, he wins, he’ll have to defend his title right after winning it. Meanwhile, someone who actually has a win over the WrestleVerse Champion is on the outside looking in. Can you blame CruZe for his frustration? More importantly, don’t you think you should be a little frustrated too as someone who was overlooked for such an opportunity?
Murder Ninja raised an eyebrow as if that added the question mark to his inquiry. For a long moment, Castillo seemed to consider Murder Ninja’s point of view while holding the top of his beer bottle simply with his fingertips. He lifted the bottle and downed the rest of the bottle before clanking the bottle back down on the surface of the table before him.
Quinn: I’m not frustrated. Just want to win. Fair and square. Don’t need any motivation beyond that. Nelson’s spot doesn’t matter to me. My question going into the match was whether you two can get along, since you’ll be fighting over that-
He bobbed his head in the direction of Cruze’s prominently displayed Eternal Championship.
Quinn: - soon. But since we’re all on the same page what’s the plan? As Murder Ninja was saying, we can’t just focus on KPN. The Wild Things are the Parallel Champions, and our biggest threat.
Thanks to Murder Ninja convincing Quinn Castillo to be on-board, CruZe seemed to feel a lot more relax once again. He sat back in his seat before throwing his arms back again to rest on the rim of the backrest. For a moment, the waitress was back to check on them.
CruZe: Another round, please.
With that, the waitress nodded before leaving the three to their devices as they spoke quietly amongst themselves--
The scene opened up to CruZe, Murder Ninja, and Quinn Castillo all standing in front of the camera. CruZe had his Eternal Championship hung proudly over his shoulder as he stepped forward, addressing his audience.
CruZe: What you see before you is a team, but unlike Kelly Penkzee-Nelson, we won’t lie to you. Quinn Castillo, Murder Ninja, and myself are only a temporary alliance. Danny Powers saw fit to throw me together with them instead of my own partners in the XBI because he knows we’re a threat to his chosen narrative. But, I’m not mad. I have two of the best competitors WrestleVerse has to offer on my team. One very nearly found himself standing here today with the Moonstone in-hand while the other is my very own #1 Contender, another way Powers is attempting to sabotage me.
CruZe simply chuckled at his own notion.
CruZe: KPN would have all of you believe that just because she’s done a few things in other organizations that she belongs in the main event at the upcoming Premium Live Event. In reality, she’s nothing more than some scrub at Six Flags cutting the line. We represent those people who she cut in front of. And Kelly can talk about how much she deserves that opportunity all she wants, but she doesn’t really know how to back her mouth up like I do. I am proven here in the WrestleVerse. I am a scientific fact! Aiden Reynolds learned that the hard way. KPN, you can even ask your buddies the Parallel Champions. They know first-hand. Ask ‘em how I got this…
A small smirk broke across CruZe’s face as he patted the Eternal Championship.
CruZe: And, whether they want to admit it or not, they are holding on for the dear hope that you can stop the inevitable for them, Kelly. Wild Things will fall at my feet again. At our feet. As the Parallel Champions. These two, fine gentlemen are going to help me stomp all over the grounds Amelia Winston and Kyle Williams proved themselves on. All three of you may feel high and mighty now, but after you experience crushing defeat at Eternal #4, the highs won’t compare to the lows when you become just another statistic.
Once it was clear CruZe had finished Quinn Castillo took up the narrative baton.
Quinn: I got no opinion on why this match is booked the way it was. The why doesn’t matter. For me, it's just another opportunity. I told you from jump I signed with Wrestleverse to test myself in a place out of my comfort zone. And so far, all I’ve been doing is treading water. Yeah, it took over a half a dozen wrestlers to eliminate me in the Battle Royal at Eternal #1. Yeah, I went toe to toe with Max on the Moon during New Ground. But those are just moral victories. I’m past due for some real ones. Time for me to start collecting heads and it’s going to happen Friday at the Mall of America.
The big man shrugged.
Quinn: I’m not content at picking up tainted wins because Voxx did her magic or Max Moonstone his teleportation. Time for me to show my power- which is all natural and not based on tricks. There’s no razzle-dazzle to what I do: I use my size and strength to beat you senseless. It’s simple and inescapable. You’re all going to find that out come Eternal #4.
There was a moment of silence, as they were seemingly waiting for Murder Ninja to return to this planet. His eyes fixated on the Eternal Championship, he finally snapped out of a trance.
Ninja: Sorry, what was I saying?
Quinn: You… didn't say… anything.
Ninja: My bad. I feel like I drifted to the future, man. It was so vivid. So… real. There we were, three kings. Standing tall on a mountain of fallen foes. The fans were… indifferent. They were in awe of our mighty power but also… afraid. As they should be, I suppose. At that moment… we were at our most powerful. Not a single threat on the horizon. But then… it was just… us. I came back before the conclusion of that vision… but I had the feeling the world was going to crumble beneath us and swallow us up whole.
Quinn and CruZe stare at him, eyes widened. They look at each other, silently questioning the sanity of their partner.
Ninja: Never fear, pals. That is a future yet to come, and time is constantly changing. What happens then will happen. What happens now… in the immediate future… is the beginning of their end. Only two pieces of their pie are a cohesive unit while KPN is a rotten apple that will ruin the flavor. That's all too obvious. She will be their undoing, and then we will eat our way to victory.
He turns his head away, eyes fixated on something only he can see. With a chuckle, he brings his head back.
Ninja: Oh yeah, bro. For sure. I'm always hungry. You know that. Uhh. Where was I? Oh! Wild Thangs are on a high horse right on. A tandem bicycle of ego, if you will. In any other timeline, they could be the best of the best. Here, in this reality, they stand before three titans of industry. Look at us. Really… really… look at us. CruZe is indestructible unless it rains. Quinn over here shits bricks. And the third man… oh, it me! The Murder fuckin' Ninja! Stupid name but not so stupid inside the quatrogon! A lot of what I say sounds like I'm fuckin' crazy and… you may be right. But it just may be a lunatic WrestleVerse is lookin' for! NPC and the Thangs will find out just how fuckin' nuts I can get at–
CruZe: I think you meant KPN.
Ninja: Huh?
CruZe: You said NPC. Her initials are KPN.
Ninja: I said what I said. She is a non-player character in this match. She exists to get mollywhopped by we three kings like we're in create-a-wrestler mode. She might as well show up to Eternal #4 with a full-body morphsuit and accept that she has no free will in this timeline. Them Thangs will look on in sorrow as their comrade falls to our feet, and then they have an important choice to make: fight or flight. The wise choice for them is flight… but if my vision comes to fruition… they will fight. And they will fall. They can throw everything at us, and we will be unphased. Punches, kicks, grenades, mean words, even the kitchen sink. None of that shit matters. It's all just–
Again, he stops. He looks at his right shoulder and pulls away with a disgruntled look on his face.
Ninja: It's cool, bro. Quinn and CruZe probably suspected I'm a little... nuts. There have been rumors 'round WrestleVerse for weeks that I'm nuts. At Eternal #4, their suspicions will be confirmed. When time comes to let me loose on NPC and Wild Thingers… my fantasy will become reality. The only thing that can stop me is… me. I'm not ready to lie down just yet. This is only the beginning. My whole life, I was shackled to this one identity. Half of a whole. This is my time to break free and be the me who was waiting in the wings. This world has not seen something like me before… and it may not be ready. The transition will not be painless. Murder Ninja is here to stay. Get used to it. WrestleVerse is ground zero for the madness inside my head. It will be unleashed at Eternal #4 and… when the time is right… it will bring me…
His eyes dart over to the Eternal Championship on CruZe's shoulder and–