Wicked God - S01 E34

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Wicked God - S01 E34

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 34

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[Montgomery Nurseries]

A small river spread at the backwoods of the nursery where the older kids go to swim at times.

At nights like this, crickets creep and fireflies blink around the environs, and that’s exactly what pulled Eden to the place, tonight.

She sat beside the river and gathered stones in her palms which she threw at the river.

Sadness wouldn’t even start describing her emotions. She looked like all hope had been stripped off. She had asked her caregiver to help her give El Crow a call, but the caregiver simply waved her off.

She wondered how El Crow was doing right now. Is he asleep?

She wondered how cold Skylar was faring too. Is she asleep too?

Or maybe they’re both fighting again, but at the top of her mind, she wished they’d come see her soon.

She misses them both.

Her stomach rumbled with hunger, and she quickly scooped some water from the river, drinking.

She was still drinking when she heard a rustle behind.

She stood quickly.

Lights from the nursery building reached the river, so she clearly saw the faces of the bullies.

Her food bullies.

“What are you doing here? Won’t you go for dinner?” Their leader queried.

“Y’all pathetic bad guys will take the dinner from me anyways. I’m going nowhere,” she brushed her strands of hair away from her face.

“Pathetic?” They frowned.

Eden ignored them. She faced the river again, and three of them immediately rushed her.

They came for her, but they weren’t successful, cos there was a crash.

A sick, loud thud.

Their toes actually curled with some tangled grass, and they fell.

All three of them. They fell and rolled into the river, and worse..

They couldn’t swim.

Eden watched as they struggled in the river, beating the waters and screaming for help.

A dark smile tugged at her lips.

She’s the one who tangled the grass together and set the trap.

Luckily, they fell in it.

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[Underground Ring]

“Quincy!!!!!!!!!!!”

“Quincy!!!!!!!!!”

“Go for it!!!”

“That’s how you do it!!!”

It was the reign of Quincy in the ring tonight. The first three matches have been concluded, and the matches count is now 3-3

Enigma – 3

Dread – 3

Both teams aren’t letting their guards down. And this fourth match would determine tonight’s winner.

Quincy seemed to be killing it.

His moves tonight have been extraordinary. He cornered all Bishop’s attacks and achieved most of his comebacks like he had been preparing for this night all his life.

Team Dread were going crazy over him especially Renee.

In the middle of the middle tiers benches, she was losing her mind, and her pussy was beating as she watched her brother dominate.

“He improved. I’m impressed.” Rosita said beside Skylar.

Skylar said nothing. Her eyes were on the ring, calculating.

Yes, Quincy has been dominating, but Bishop’s quietness is suspicious.

Bishop isn’t easy. He’s one of Enigma House top Tier for a big reason.

Rosita’s eyes went to the side, and she saw Blade with Enigmas.

They exchanged secret smiles.

At the last minute, Bishop rose from a fall and gave Quincy a really disturbing smile.

“Bro, you tried, and you definitely improved. But it’s time to rest now,” He muttered, and the moment the last minute bell rang, he swung himself up to the side, body in the air and his whole weight came crashing violently into Quincy’s face.

Quincy went down, and not even the messiah could make him stand.

The crowd went quiet, and after three seconds interval, the roar resumed, but for Bishop.

“Bishop!!!!!!!”

“Enigma owns the night!!!!”

“Holy motherfucker!!!!”

Lovato was nearly running mad.

“I knew he was only playing with Quincy since the start!!!”

She made to rush into the ring to give him a hug, but Castle held her.

“You can’t keep running around.”

“You’re right.” She smiled. “But I’m proud of Bishop, really.”

“Me too.” Castle nodded.

Blade and Kent and the rest of the team bursted into the ring though, showering Bishop with praises and deafening hailing.

Medics took unconscious Quincy away. Renee followed them with a run. “You already proved your improvement. I’m impressed!”

“El Crow!!!! I did it!” Bishop screamed.

El Crow looked up from his corner with slanted brows.

He was reading about Black Cherry before he heard his name.

He drank from his bottled water and let out a chuckle. “Rascal.”

The night ended like that.

Enigma 4

Dread 3.

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[Next Night]

The night started exactly like yesterday. Only difference is that team Dread already covered their losses from last night.

In the first three matches, they equalized and even topped.

Now it’s 5-6

Enigma – 5

Dread – 6

The last game for the night was already ongoing with Lovato and Roselle in the ring.

And hate to hell, it was tougher than last night’s final match.

Both girls look like they’ve been dragged through hell and back already. Roselle’s punches were bitingly violent like iron fists.

But Lovato’s elbowing was also venomous like a nest of snakes.

It looked like they were trying to revenge on each other.

It was so obvious.

Roselle’s bralette has been torn by Lovato, and now her ubderboobs were showing, but she didn’t care.

She gripped Lovato’s neck from behind, squeezing it so tight Lovato released snot from her nose as they both went on their knees.

The crowd paused.

Bishop held his breaths.

It’s only few minutes left for them to decide a winner. Else, this match would be declared a draw and both teams would take the win.

Tears gushed out of Lovato’s eyes too, but she was able to brush her elbow back twice. The moment Roselle let go of her, she kneeled Roselle in her ass, then she bashed her head against the ring floor, hard.

Roselle saw stars, but she blinked them off quickly and went for Lovato again, snatching her breàsts.

She squeezed like she’d burst them.

“Agghhhhhh!!!!!!!!!”

“What unexpected move is that?” Rosita muttered.

“Unexpected? It’s dumb.” Skylar sighed, looking dissatisfied. “Their match is boring as fuck.”

Lovato yanked Roselle off, then they both came for each other again, smashing their foreheads on each other twice consecutively.

They both staggered sideways before falling flat on the floor.

The last bell rang, announcing the match as a decided draw.

Both teams got equal points.

The night ended.

Enigma – 6

Dread – 7

— — — —

[Third Day (Championship) – Enigma Preparatory room]

El Crow flexed his neck and knuckles after putting on his puffed gloves. He drank another mouthful of water.

For some reason, he drinks water a lot even without eating anything.

His phone buzzed with message from his secret business again.

He’s highly needed in that place, but his mood is still the same. He’s going nowhere till the end of this night.

After tonight too, he’s gonna have to go see how that kid is doing at the nursery.

Thinking of having to see Skylar’s pink pierced part was gearing him, and the fact that his team fate now relies totally on him.

He got his spray bottle and sprayed himself once again. The amount of perfume he has been wasting since last week is crazy. Their company should compensate him.

He left the room confidently, only to meet all of his team members waiting with hope etched heavily on their faces.

“Son.” Arturo sighed, holding both his shoulders carefully.

He’s much taller than Arturo, so Arturo had to look up.

“The point for this match is 4. We need that 4 to get to 10. If Dreads get that 4 and reach 11, they’ll break the scale and you know what that means.” He explained.

El Crow said nothing. He just moved down the corridor.

“Someone guess what that wacko is thinking,” Kent said.

“No idea, but his perfume is more choky tonight.” Lovato said.

They left the corridor in groups, and that was when Skylar came out of Dreads preparatory.

She wore her ring gear this time with the teeth protection. The gear is extremely micro shorts and micro singlet.

Color red.

“I believe in you.” Rosita gave her a raised rounded fist.

“Don’t come out of that ring if you don’t win,” Midnight said.

Satan said nothing, but her empty eyes were enough words.

Quincy is still hospitalized. That last move from Bishop did him so bad so he’d need some time to recuperate.

He’s not here.

And the rest of the team don’t even like her. Eg, Roselle and Roy and others, so Skylar turned around.

She walked out.

The moment the stars of the night showed up in the ring, the underground became a warfront with the screams of the crowd acting as flying spears and arrows.

It was so crowdy some even had to create spaces in the high ceilings to watch the night unfold.

So many VIP were present tonight. So many rich men who loves violence. Their shadowed curtains are all elevated with metal bars.

But Jethro’s curtains still remained the largest with his daughter beside him.

Bellatrix hadn’t panicked like this before all her life. It’s her boyfriend and best girl in that ring, and she’s scared.

She had texted El Crow before the start of the match.

• I wish you well, baby.

She texted Skylar too.

• Go girl.

But none of them replied to her, and now seeing them in the ring, she felt torn between relationships.

But beside her, Jethro was composed. He looked too composed it was almost suspicious.

But he’s the most eagar person in this underground tonight.

Skylar stepped into the ring first.

She was already leaning on the ropes before El Crow entered.

He wore his teeth protection too, but no helmets. They both refused helmets. Their scents choked them the moment they reached the ring, and truly, it blocked out all sense of hate from both their heads.

They might have made a deal, but in this ring, there was no familiarity. It was a battleground where each bloated with winning hopes.

The bell came, and the night started when they lunged for each other like determined alphas.

It wasn’t easy from the very first minute. El Crow’s punch was Skylar’s first food that night.

It sliced across her jaw, and her gums shook as her eyes dwindled, but she wasn’t gonna let it rest.

Her backhand worked towards his chin, and his head nearly flew off his neck when it landed.

From that first move of hers, he knew she took extra trainings. Her landing was much more sharper.

It was crazier.

His body twisted, and when it untwisted, he got a hold of her, lifted her up and smashed her to the floor, but immediately she landed, she squeezed herself between his legs and sent her calf to his back, nearly breaking his backbone in two.

He surged forward, and when she tried to lift him up like he did her, he wriggled free and rushed three kicks at her ribcage. She fell against the ropes and her body ricocheted.

He threw himself against the ropes to smash her head on the strings, but she left there fast and when he got there, she sent his head to the strings instead, and blood bloomed.

Surprisingly, no sound came from the crowd at all.

They were probably holding their breaths cos these two aren’t smiling.

El Crow’s blow connected with her right eye—twice.

He slammed her against the floor—twice too. They his knees fell on her backbone, pounding it.

“Fuck!!!!” She made the first sound, and his fist slammed against her face, smashing it to the floor.

“Shit!” Rosita stood.

“Oh my goodness!” Bellatrix stood in the curtain too.

El Crow’s third blow met Skylar’s face, and her mouth bursted with blood, but instead of crying out, she laughed dementedly.

Getting up, she threw herself over the strings, and from there, her legs claimed his neck, throwing him out of the ring completely.

By the time he stood and came back, the second half started.

No rest.

The announcers didn’t allow it.

The crowd was still silent.

Skylar’s spinning kick hooked his neck. El Crow crashed forward, them back to the back. He received another blow in the neck,but he returned that to her stomach. Skylar returned it to his groin, and he returned it to his face too, taking blood from him.

The crowd gasped.

“This is brutal…” Bellatrix began crying.

“I knew this would be interesting.” Jethro laughed.

El Crow prepared his next launch for Skylar’s face, but that was when things changed completely.

A spotlight suddenly came on in the crowd spot, shinning directly on the one person that’s unexpected.

Marisa.

Her female steward stood by her right side and the make stood left.

She wore that gemmed dress again, and worse part was that she held a scissors.

Same one she used that night years ago. El Crow’s dried blood was even still on it.

And she’s smiling creepily.

From the ring, when Skylar saw her, she smiled slightly, glad that her famous role model came to watch her match.

El Crow saw that smile exchange, and his senses stung him.

They… planned this?

Wasn’t this match supposed to be fair with no cheating?

Why would Skylar make Marisa appear here in the first place? She didn’t only appear, she was wearing that dress!

A brutally manic dash of betrayal crossed his eyes, and he instantly wanted to kill Skylar and chew her bones. He dashed for her, but he couldn’t get to her as memories stuck.

His head rang. Banged. Pounded.

His eyes widened. He paused and froze like a snowball. His body iced, literally.

The memories.

Him in bed.

His mother climbing up to him with a new, sharp scissors…

“No it’ll hurt!!! Don’t cut me! Mummy please!!! Please don’t cut me!!!”

His own voice resounded in his head, and his mind shattered.

Trauma activated.

While all of this was happening to him, Skylar’s punches was dealing with joke seriously on the face, on the jaw, in the mouth, stomach, neck, groin, and every punchable place.

He couldn’t move.

The feel of the second betrayal locked him in place completely.

And the trauma.

His eyes reddened.

His hands froze too.

With cacophonous strength, the underground roared with screams of Skylar.

Arturo panted nervously, wondering what was going wrong with his son, but he realized it late. He saw Marisa in the last minute.

“Turn off the spotlight!!” He screamed, running towards Marisa. “Turn it off!!!!!!!!!!”

But too late.

Skylar gave El Crow the last destructive punch, and his body flew heavily to slam against the exposed metal of a string.

The cold metal peeled his back skin, and that skin fell on the ring floor.

El Crow landed so loud on the floor too, looking terribly blue.

“El!!!!!” Bellatrix ran mad.

TBC