Penance #2

After the chaos of Fimbulvetr that saw many of the champions of Warhammer Wrestling crowned, we
move on to Draugr Island in the North Sea south of Norway for Penance #2! The only method of
getting to this island is by boat as there are no bridges to this forlorn island.
Beware the Draugr for which the island has been named for they will try to drown the unwary.

Clearing the Area

Captain Gideon Rogers walked on the cold, rocky beach of Draugr Island. A squad of Shocktroopers
are with him. Special Shocktroopers on loan from Hakim Firath, the Director of Australian Operations.
They are called the Ghost Knives. An extension of Hakim's paranoid beliefs that he is going to be
murdered by someone of the supernatural, his honor guard is specially selected and trained to be able to
combat these threats.
Gideon watches as they scan the area with special devices. They send out blasts of energy with special
devices that bring the Draugr out of hiding. Those transformed into stones for the unwary to step upon
and be cursed are revealed. Those hiding in the frigid waters of the North Sea come up. The Draugr
hiding beneath the near frozen sand break free into the open air.
The Ghost Knives let loose with their assault weapons that are modified to hold special ammunition.

Glass rounds of holy water with a layer of pure sodium, and a core of depleted uranium. The holy
power and the fire brings pain and injury to these unholy creatures. The depleted uranium seems to
work on their systems somehow to prevent them from healing their wounds and allow them to crumble
into a final death so that their spirits can finally move on to their final resting place. Where ever that
resting place may actually be.
The Draugr are simar to disgusting zombies that have been under the sea for far too long. Parts of their
bodies are clothed in seaweed. Tentacles replace hands, arms, and feet. It is as if the sea has
transformed these long dead beings into something that belongs more to it than it does being something
from the undead. The end result remains clear. These beings exist only to pass on the agony of their
demise onto other beings ad to swell their numbers for there is pleasure in joining together the miseries
of many.
As the last of the Draugr, a comely nude lass that has been claimed by the sea, has her head blown intp
pieces not a few feet from Gideon, he reaches into a pocket and pulls out a cell phone.
Rogers: "Anderson, this is Captain Rogers. The landing area has been cleared. We are starting out
patrol around the island and will soon make our way into the arena itself to make sure that there are no
surprises for when we are into the show. I would say that we will be cleared to start landing the ticket
buyers, staff, and talent in about three hours. Yes, sir. We will move as quickly as we can to get this
under control. The Ghost Knives have brought some portable wards with them that should help out
with getting from the ferry and into the arena. We should not lose anyone through Nordic curses. Yes,
sir. Thank you, sir. We will be continuing on, sir."
Once Gideon hangs up and puts the phone away, he motions to the squad of Ghost Knives with him.
Rogers: "Let's move out and get this island clear for Penance in less than two hours. Go! Go! Go!"
As the team leaves the area, a rather large head that looks crustacean in nature, raises it's head through
the sand to look at the retreating team with hatred.
Draugr: "We will be avenged..."

Opening
The camera opens up and pans the crowd as pyro goes off and the Path to Decay by Sirenia plays over
the PA. Finally, the camera settles on Matthew Empson and Neil Dizon.
Jane Coughlin: Welcome fans to Penance 2! We have a great line up for you tonight. Im Jane
Coughlin and Im pleased to welcome back Rose Johnston!
Rose Johnston: Thank you Jane, and a special thank you to Kronin for getting me out of Dr. Claws
clutches! Im so happy to be back here in Warhammer Wrestling and back in the commentating
booth!
Bloodline by Slayer plays over the PA and Druscilla makes her way out from the backstage area,

making her way to the ring and climbing in, ignoring the boos from the fans as she looks over the
crowd and smirks, nodding.
Druscilla: Thats enough of that. Theres business to attend to. Yes, yes... weve been made aware of
the special problems of this island and I assure you we are taking steps to deal with the problem. We
have a great show lined up for you all tonight. Several debuts and for our main event, Team
Warhammer, Kronin, Lilly and Joeylights takes on the Dragons Clutch to help determine the first
holder of the Trios Championship. Do stay and enjoy the show. I promise it is one that wont soon be
forgotten.
Druscilla smirks and heads to the back as the camera pans back to Rose and Jane.
Rose Johnston: That main event should be awesome... but we know the Dragons Clutch are on the
same page. Likewise, we know Kronin and Lilly can work together.. But can Kronin, Lilly and
Joeylights work as a unit?
Jane Coughlin: It will be an interesting thing to see. You wanna give the Dragons Clutch the
advantage but Kronin is a powerful X factor and hes proven good at finding a way to win.

Danica's Payback
Theobald: "This next match is scheduled for one fall. Featuring first, weighing in at one hundred and
twenty-three pounds...Danica!"
"Hall of Fame" by the Script begins, but no one comes out from the back. The crowd rustles in silent
murmuring.
Johnston: "This is Danica's chance to get back at Vince the Boss for tricking her into some *ahem*
backstage action. I wonder why she hasn't rushed out from the back to get this started?"
Coughlin: "She is a little...naive? Let's check the back and find out."
The JumboTron lights up and we see Vince the Boss. Or is it really Vince the Boss? Fake mustache, a
dark wig, and a tan trench coat. He is outside of Danica's locker room. He looks high and low before
going into the room. The camera guy...being who he is? Manages to slip in behind him.
Johnston: "Do we really want to know what's going on?"
Coughlin: "I'm going to say...no. I can just hear the fines rolling in now."
We follow Vince the Boss into the room and we see that Danica is nude and tied up on a couch.
Johnston: "I knew we didn't want to follow this..."
Coughlin: "For the record...I didn't follow him into the room."
Vince: "You were so lucky that you found the right trainer to help you handle this Vince the Boss

character. He seems like a rough and tumble guy. Have you made any progress on getting out of those
ropes that are binding you? It represents Vince's amazing skills with technical tie ups."
Danica shakes her head, struggling to get free from the ropes.
Danica: "No, Vance. I can't get out of this lock. Is there any way to counter such a hold before it gets
locked in? Also...why did I need to be naked for this?"
Vince tosses away the disguise and the trench coat to reveal his own nudity. Danica screams in rage.
Danica: "Vince the Boss? You? How? Where did Vance go?"
Vince: "Oh he's around...and you know now why you are naked..."
The JumboTron cuts off as Vince makes his first few steps towards Danica.
Johnston: "Oh lord...I don't think either of them will be coming out to the ring for their match."
Coughlin: "If I were Erica Kelly? I would have a joke for that, but I am not. This match is being called
a no contest, though we know that in reality? It looks like Vince the Boss has won again."

Molly vs Dixie

Stephen Theobald: Ladies and Gentlemen, the next match is set for one fall! Introducing first.
Standing 5 feet, 6 inches tall and weighing in at 120lbs... MOLLY!!!
Bark at the Moon by Ozzy Osbourne plays over the PA as Molly comes down and enters the ring.
Rose Johnston:: And Molly enters the ring, making her in ring debut. This should be an interesting
match...
Jane Coughlin: Now well see if shes got what it takes. Personally.. Id like to see how Molly fares in
her first wrestling match here in WWI."
Stephen Theobald: And Introducing next. Hailing from San Antonio, Texas. She stands 5 feet, 9
inches tall and weighs in at 155lbs. She is the 3 Count Cowgirl DIXIE CLEMENT!!!

Bullets in the Gun by Toby Keith plays over the PA as Dixie comes out from the back and pauses at
the entryway, taking her cowboy hat off and waves to the crowd before making her way down to the
ring and climbing in, taking her cowboy hat and duster off before looking over at her opponent..
Rose Johnston: You gotta feel the deck is stacked against Molly here. Shes giving up 3 inches and
35lbs to Dixie and Dixie is the more experienced wrestler...
Jane Coughlin: I looked at Dixies bio which can be found on WWI.com and it lists her fighting style
as Texan What the hell is that?
Rose Johnston: Well, I think its her way of paying homage to her home state and the Level 10 school
where she was trained., You know that Texas has kind of developed their own style of wrestling.
Smash mouth brawling, toe to toe style and also a risk taking, high flying element. Its a rich and varied
tradition that Dixie is bringing to Europe.
DING!!
DING!!
DING!!
Molly and Dixie lock up in the middle of the ring and Dixie shoves the smaller girl to the mat. As
Molly gets up, Dixie charges and spears the new wrestler out of her boots, taking a mounted position
and hammers her with punches until the ref steps in and breaks up the hold, pulling Dixie off Molly,
who crawls to the ropes.
Rose Johnston: And.. as expected, Molly is having all she can handle and more trying to deal with
Dixie Clement.
Jane Coughlin: I think Molly might be a tad over matched...
Molly charges and tries for a clothesline but Dixie ducks and as the two turn to face, Molly boots Dixie
in the gut and hits a DDT. Molly jumps up and down celebrating as Dixie starts to get up to her feet.
Dixie waits until Molly turns to face her then BAM! Dixie jumps up and nails Molly with a super kick
and goes for the cover!
1..
2...
Dixie breaks the cover.
Rose Johnston: Dixie breaks the cover?! This isnt seen too often. I guess Dixie decided she isnt
done yet.
Jane Coughlin: Dangerous move. Usually you wanna end the match when you get the chance to.
Give your opponent too many chances to get back in the match and they can sometimes beat you."
Dixie drags Molly to her feet and locks her in a front facelock, moving her to the middle of the ring

before lifting her up and planting her with a brainbuster. Dixie rolls Molly over onto her stomach,
trapping one arm and flips into a bridge, pulling Molly into a variation of a chinlock. Molly begins
crying out in pain as she tries to escape.
Rose Johnston: Rodeo Lock! Dixies submission finisher! Molly is in serious trouble!
Jane Coughlin: That... does not look pleasant... Its a move that showcases Dixie's athletic talent and is
also a damn painful submission hold.
Molly tries to break the hold but finally, her free hand taps on the mat and the ref calls for the bell.
DING!!
DING!!
DING!!
Stephen Theobald: Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner, by submission, DIXIE CLEMENT!!!
Rose Johnston: Well.. Dixie wasted little time showing Molly who was better tonight. Well see what
lesson Molly takes from the match.
Jane Coughlin: I think we saw the start of a rivalry here...

The Heist
BeautifulDeath to BlackDahlia, are we go?
Roger that BeautifulDeath we are go, commence extraction op is green light. Dahlia is out.
++She was my eyes on the ground. I was the air raid. Two woman extraction team. We had the heist
planned down to the last second. I was already in the air ducts waiting for my cue to bust into the sector
that held the Sunstone, she was on ops making sure that the securitys rounds were still on the same
schedule as they had been the last week. So far they had been. I had looped the camera feed so that
what they were seeing was exactly what they needed to see. Enough time being bought for me to repel
down and get the Sunstone. I could get used to this. Dahlia had taken out the lasers so I could get up
close and personal with the pretties, we left the pressure sesors in tact. We didnt need to throw too
much suspicion. I could do all the work I needed to do suspended from the ceiling. Dahlia watched
from her lookout point, wary of any wayward guards as I stopped even with the Sunstone, carefully
lifted the glass case and held it steady with one hand as I sprayed for lasers with my free hand. Gotcha.
I carefully put the spray back and got my headset++
Death to Dahlia.....lasers guarding the Pretty, gonna have to go in hot.
Got that Death, curb your breathing, lasers might be sensitive, good luck. Dahlia out.
++I stabilized the glass case, secured the line and drew in a deep breath. With a slow but quick steady
hand I reached in, my lip bitten, grabbing the Sunstone and carefully removing it. As it cleared the

lasers I secured it in a bag at the hip and checked my watch. Just a few minutes extra. I started climbing
my way back up the line and as I made my way back into the vent and started crawling my way back
out I alerted Dahlia++
Death to Dahlia, the Pretty is in the bag. Ill meet you in the spot. Cleanup is go!
Dahlia to Death, lasers are back in in five seconds. Ill see you on the outside. Countdown is go.
Dahlia out.
++I scaled my way back out of the building, to the roof and grabbed every speck of gear and made my
way back down the building. That feed would run for the next few hours and we would be long gone.
We met a few blocks down at an unmarked SUV that was graciously provided for us by someone that I
knew. We wasted no time getting the hell out of there. The Sunstone was preciously tucked away in a
padded box, locked, and coded and set on the floor of the back seat. I used a disposable phone to make
the call++
I have the package. It went off without a hitch. Where do you want to meet. No she used a fake ID to
access the Museum and we have forged passports. The SUV is unmarked. Im using a burner to call
you right now. Just give us a time and place and we will take care of the rest. Ill make it all disappear.
Alright. We will see you soon. Shalom.
++I hung up, flipped the phone over, and ripped the battery out of the phone and threw it in glove box,
then turned to Valora++
Well ditch the phone in about ten miles, the battery in about twenty. Welcome to the world of
espionage and white collar.

Gilby vs Brice

Theobald: "This next match is scheduled for one fall. Featuring first the challenger, weighing in at three
hundred and thirty pounds...Plate Gilby!"
"Saturn Rising" begins as Plate Gilby and Emperor Vale walk down to the ring. The fans begin to boo,
but are quickly silenced when Plate Gilby turns his baleful gaze in their direction.
Johnston: "Now. I don't think we have seen a wrestler coming down with a plate in his head in quite so
obvious a way such as Plate Gilby."
Coughlin: "He wouldn't have the name 'Plate' if he didn't."
Johnston: "Touche."
Theobald: "And his opponent, weighing in at two hundred and thirty-three pounds...Brice St Vient!"
"Moonage Daydream" by David Bowie begins as Brice St Vient walks out from the back to a
smattering of cheers from the fans. He rolls into the ring and looks to his opponent. He shakes his head
when he sees the scarring and the very obvious metal plate, but stands his ground.
Johnston: "Brice doesn't look too sure about this match, but he doesn't appear to be backing down."
Coughlin: "That's good, because Gilby is heading right for him!"
Johnston: "Enter South Park joke?"
Right at the bell being rung to start the match, Gilby catches Brice with a right cross across the jaw that
sends Brice tumbling at the mat. Gilby catches him by the shoulder and palms the top of his head. He
lifts Brice up and tosses him across the ring like a rag doll. Brice rolls to a squatting position and glares
at Gilby while holding his jaw.
Johnston: "Plate Gilby certainly proving that he is skilled in brutality."
Coughlin: "Hopefully, Brice's background can help him overcome that."
Brice comes at Gilby again. He ducks an elbow and slams his fist into Gilby's midsection, but gets no
response. Gilby brings a knee up, catching Brice in the jaw. Brice flies backwards several feet with
blood flying from his mouth. He picks Brice up and slams him down onto the mat before dropping
down to slam his head into Brice's midsection. He grabs Brice by the face and slams his head into the
mat.

Plate Gilby stands up and raises his hands into the air with a harsh laugh. The crowd boos him, but is
quickly cowed by his fierceness. Brice moves quickly, grabbing Gilby, and rolling him up into a
schoolboy cradle.
One...Two...Thr-Gilby kicks out!
Johnston: "Brice nearly won right there!"
Coughlin: "Even being pounded into the ground, Brice still has what it takes to win!"
Plate Gilby stands up and reaches for Brice, but he slips behind Gilby and drops him with a belly to
back suplex. He rolls away, jumps back at Gilby, and hits him in the side of the head with a quick knee.
Gilby gets back up, but Brice grabs him with a cobra clutch that he turns into a suplex.
Brice grabs at Gilby again, but he catches him. He grabs Brice by the throat and lifts him up. He uses
his free hand to deliver a few punches to the midsection before bringing him close. He drops Brice,
grabs his shoulders, and brings him in to bite him on the side of the neck.
Johnston: "That wasn't something he needed to do!"
Coughlin: "Brice is bleeding pretty heavily now."
Gilby presses his open palms to Brice's temples as blood pours from his neck. He squeezes Brice's head
tightly.
The ref doesn't even bother to check to see if Brice submits with the blood loss going on and calls for
the bell.
Theobald: "Winner by the discretion of the referee...Plate Gilby!"
Plate Gilby releases Brice without another look and walks away with Emperor Vale. The referee applies
pressure on Brice's neck until medics can get down to the ring.
Johnston: "Plate Gilby won his first match here, but it was such a wrong way to win. He could have
killed Brice!"
Coughlin: "I don't think he cares to be honest."

The Restless Dead

On the outside of the arena, Druscilla stands on a balcony overlooking the scenic island landscape. She
looks down to see a group of a dozen Draugr trying to break into the arena. She shakes her head,
bringing up her phone.
Druscilla: "Captain Rogers. We have more Draugr trying to get into the arena. Northeast Entrance.
Send the Ghost Knives to deal with them please."

She looks down at the undead creatures that were transformed by the sea and an idea comes over her.
Druscilla: "Wait ten minutes to send them out. I'm on the balcony above and would like the audience of
Alexis Blake and Danica please. Have some Shocktroopers bring them."
It isn't very long before four Shocktroopers are escorting Alexis and Danica. Druscilla doesn't bother
turning to look at them.
Druscilla: "Alexis. Danica. This is a serious wrestling organization. People have died just to get noticed
here. You two have either provided subpar performances or have been having sex instead of wrestling."
Danica: "It wasn't my fault! It was that bastard Vince and his friend, Vance! They-"
Druscilla raises a hand and Danica goes silent.
Druscilla: "No excuses. In other places? You might be wrestling for your life in one final match to
determine if you can hack it. Here? Things are somewhat different. Shocktroopers? If you would be so
kind? Throw them over..."
Alexis and Danica scream, but the Shocktroopers grab them and throw them over the balcony. A three
story fall to the ground. Druscilla gets her phone again.
Druscilla: "Ten minutes from my mark to send the Ghost Knives. The Draugr are currently busy.
Nothing escapes the attention of those murderers we were sent once they go to this point. Nothing.
Mark."
Druscilla hangs up the phone and leans a little on the balcony railing to get a better view of events
down below. She calls out over her shoulder to the waiting Shocktroopers.
Druscilla: "Dismissed."

Apathy Sees What She Should Not

Have
Gas station miles away from Dublin, Ireland...
Elizabeth Devereaux walks into the Women's restroom in order to you know..."Powder her nose". The
bathroom is filthy as if it had not been cleaned in years. She shakes her head as she opens the door to
the one stall door that is not blocked by police tape. She stops before walking into the stall.
Devereaux: "Oh uh...I really didn't have to go that bad. Um...really. I'll be going now."
The door to the bathroom is slammed open and Elizabeth gets back into the car and steps on it, burning
rubber, and making a fierce pace away from the gas station. Sitting next to her, Valora smirks.

Salinas: "You make that bad of a smell?"

Elizabeth shakes her head.
Devereaux: "Ever see two bald queens go at it?"
Salinas: "Can't say that I have...or would want to it."
Devereaux: "It's been scratched off my bucket list."

Contendership match for the Triple

Tag Team Championship

Theobold: "This next match is scheduled for one fall and is the main event of the evening. It will
determine who should be able to go for the WWI Triple Tag Team Championship! Featuring first the
challengers...Joeylights, Kronin, and Lilly...Team Warhammer!"
"The Imperial March" by Metallica begins as Joeylights, Kronin, and Lilly make their way to the ring.
The crowd cheers with a smattering of boos thrown in.
Johnston: "Looks like Kronin and Lilly don't like to be labeled as being with the Warhammer

Corporation."
Coughlin: "Some of the fans don't seem to like it so much either."
Theobold: "And their opponents...Clare Miller, Candice Kingston, and Dragasha Omega. They are...the
Dragon's Clutch!"
"Imaginary" by Evanescence begins as Clare, Candice, and Dragasha make their way down to the ring.
The crowd throws out mainly boos with a smattering of cheers as they hit the ring.
Johnston: "People like the Dragon's Clutch, but many are more afraid of the capabilities that they seem
to have."
Coughlin: "No one likes someone who can get mad and tear you apart bit by bit."
As the bell rings, Kronin and Dragasha Omega start the match off. Kronin grabs at Dragasha to lock up
with her, but she goes straight into the air while laughing. She lands behind Kronin and he turns around
quickly with a sneer. The ref slips between them to begin yelling at Dragasha.
Johnston: "Dragasha went to the staff meeting too. Didn't she? Does she recall what they said about
what would happen if she did that?"
Coughlin: "I think she just wanted to test to see if they really meant it."
Dragasha nods at the ref, not really listening. She sees her moment, shoves the ref aside, and lays
Kronin out with a right hand that sends him a foot into the air. She catches him and spins to slam him
onto the mat with a spinebuster.
Johnston: "Seriously? No one can do that without-"
Coughlin: "I know! I'm sure Druscilla is watching what's going on."
Johnston: "If she isn't playing tiddly winks with the undead creatures outside that is..."
Dragasha stands up over Kronin with a twisted smirk when Kronin sits up and punches her in the thigh.
He rises to his feet, hip tosses her to the mat, and pulls her up for a rear naked choke. Dragasha
attempts to head butt him with the back of her head, but he releases her to dodge the move. As she
stands, he grabs her for a German suplex. And another one. And another one.
Johnston: "Kronin isn't taking any prisoners. He knows he has to do as much damage as possible to get
Dragasha down."
Coughlin: "Oh Hell..."
Before the fourth German suplex can be landed, Dragasha flies straight up into the air again. Kronin
holds on to her and goes up with her. He head butts her between the shoulder blades and the pair drop
from ten feet in the air for a massive impact. However...the bell rings to end the match.
"Bloodlines" by Slayer begins as Druscilla walks out to stand on the stage.

Druscilla: "No need to get up, Stephen. I have this. Dragasha...you were at the staff meeting. You didn't
think we were serious? The winners of this match via disqualification...Team Warhammer!
Dragasha...consider yourself warned."
Johnston: "Dragasha doesn't look too happy that they really meant what they had said at the meeting."
Coughlin: "Well? Play with fire and you get burned."

King of the Draugr...Escape!

The camera are cut off and the Dragon's Clutch quickly make their exit with the crowd booing them at
full strength. Kronin shrugs at the strange win and celebrates in the ring with Lilly and Joeylights until
the mat explodes upwards. A giant Draugr that looks more crustacean than man stands by a massive
hole in the mat. He has giant claw arms outside of normal man-sized ones. He clamps a claw around
Kronin and flings him into the next section up of crowd.
Coughlin: "I hate this company..."
Draugr: "I am Ingimund, King of the Draugr! You will all perish here on this isl-"
The Draugr King stops talking as bullets begin bouncing off of his chest. Lilly rushes out of the ring to
go find Kronin and Joeylights makes his escape. Rose Johnston stands up by Jane Coughlin with a
pistol in her hands. She takes aim and fires some more rounds into the undead giant.
Coughlin: "Where did you?"
Johnston: "When pyscho people kidnap you? Gotta have protection and I ain't talking about rubbers!"
When Rose runs out of ammo, she reaches under the table to pull out a rather large rifle.
Johnston: "Help me hold this or you may kiss my shoulder goodbye!"
Coughlin: "Where-"
Johnston: "Dead Ghost Knife guy."
Coughlin: "He's coming right for us!"
Johnston: "Enough of the South Park crack and HELP ME HOLD THIS!"
Jane helps Rose steady the special Ghost Knife weapon and unload it against the Draugr King. The
creature screams as the rounds tear into it, burning it's unholy flesh. By the time the gun is empty? The
Draugr King falls to the ground. Dead again.
Coughlin: "I don't think I like almost dying every time I do a show."

Johnston: "Welcome to Warhammer Wrestling..."