(Planner is yellow.

Hedon is red.)

After Dark: Episode 10: JAC and JAC versus Ghosts

Richard Woods: This match will be for the Darkest Championship. Introducing first, the challenger, weighing in at 60 pounds, she is the Chariot, Coconut!

The world turned gray for a brief moment as Coconut walked out onto the playing field. She slithered into the ring, with a grin, as she knew her other sisters were nearby the play with her.

Richard Woods: And her opponent, trying to weigh in at 140 pounds, he will be facing Swillow at the End of the World, he is the current Darkest Champion, and stands in at five foot seven, he is the Planner, Jesus Avalon Cross, or JAC!

JAC ran out, and jumped onto a barricade before cartwheeling on the thin line. He somersaulted into a dismount.

Coconut rolled her eyes. "Show off."

JAC ran into the ring.

The bell rang.

The wild dog ran at him, but JAC raised his knee up, blocking her momentum. He caught her in the teeth.

Richard Littles: Well, there goes her dental insurance.

Richard Biggs: Giving her some, uh, ruby reds instead.

JAC boxed her ears, and Coconut cringed. "This is revenge for trying to gang up on me, foul fool!" The Planner grabbed Coconut around the neck with his arm, before running up the ring post. He flipped over, and crashed himself and Coconut on the ground, only Coconut hit her face.

The mat bounced, as JAC stood up. He raised his arms into the air.

Richard Littles: So Planner isn't really one we get to see very often. It's usually almost always the Reaper nowadays. But the Planner, he's a smart one, just not in the same way.

Richard Biggs: He's dumb, but in a smart way.

Richard Littles: Yeah, essentially.

Coconut rose and bit at the back of his ankle. Planner bucked, and onto his knees he went as he felt fire from where her sharp teeth pierced his leg.

Coconut stood over him, and rained slaps down, but JAC grabbed at her throat, and reversed the position.

Richard Biggs: JAC has achieved a mounted position.

Richard Littles: And on a girl no less. First time for everything.

Coconut got her feet under her, and bucked him off. He jumped backwards, but exaggerated it. JAC leaned back into the ropes, using them to as a trampoline to shoot towards Coconut.

Marshmallow ran up and bucked him in the head, knocking him down.

Richard Short: Ring the bell!

Richard Woods: And your winner, via disqualification, JAC!

JAC, who now had blood from jagged lines across his face, stared up at the ceiling. He grunted as he stood and said, "If you want a match, Marshmallow, you should have just asked!"

Marshmallow scampered with Coconut, and both glared at him.

A low rumbling came from JAC...

***

Lilith drank a pumpkin spice latte, while sitting on a rocking chair. The swamp, while dark, festered with fireflies to illuminate the place a bit. She flipped through items on her phone.

"In conclusion, I believe that you should genuinely consider," she said as she trolled online, "that you should die." She finished casting the hook from the virtual fishing pole into the lake, and killed the offending fish, thus ending her online trolling for the day.

Citrus Snow walked through the muddy parts of the swamp, despite the vines trying to ensnare her legs. "You!"

"I have a name," Lilith said.

"I want that Darkest Belt," Citrus Snow said, her snout already wrinkled with anger. "And I'm willing to do what it takes to get there."

Lilith said, "Fine, I'll squeeze you in some time next month to challenge for the belt." She waved a dismissive hand.

A case of literary theft: this tale is not rightfully on Amazon; if you see it, report the violation.

JAC walked into the fray, and Citrus Snow glared at him. "What's going on?"

JAC raised an eyebrow, before asking Lilith the question, "I need to pop a question, in that, I believe I should slay Marshmallow and Coconut, if I mayst."

Lilith put the phone down in her lap. "Why?"

"She defiled my churches, and burned women. Also, she got Marshmallow disqualified and I wasn't able to finish the fight. I'd like to face Coconut."

"Okay." Lilith nodded.

JAC grinned.

"You get a rematch with Marshmallow, and a match with Coconut, both at the same time. Hope you have a tag team partner."

JAC blinked. "I actually don't anymore."

As he looked to Citrus, the yellow wolf said, "See you, wouldn't want to be you." And he saw her fluffy tail disappear in the darkness, ten feet away.

"You rhymed you with you," JAC said.

***

Richard Woods: We're here with our main event for the evening, and once again we have JAC. Introducing first, the Tag Team of the Ghosts, Coconut and Marshmallow!"

The gray washed over as both came out, but Coconut was behind Marshmallow, giving the appearance that Marshmallow had eight legs before both got into the ring.

"And next, the planner, JAC."

JAC ran over to the barricade, and jumped onto it, while raising his black and gold belt into the air. He hopped off, and into the ring.

Richard Woods: And his partner, none other than...

JAC's theme hit again, and JAC ran all the way over to the entrance ramp, before walking out, with a bit more regality this time. He gave a calm disposition to the area before him.

Coconut and Marshmallow's maws dropped.

Richard Woods: The Hedon, JAC!

"Hope you're ready ladies, because my partner and I are!" Hedon said.

Coconut and Marshmallow stared at each other, before raising their eye brows. While they prided themselves on their horror aesthetic, admittedly, JAC was just weird. Weird in general.

Richard Short: Who's starting?

The Hedon said, "I'll start."

Coconut snarled. "Let's finish this, then!" She began by taking a lunging bite towards JAC, but he sidestepped her, and locked on a full nelson. Coconut backed up, as her arms were over her head, and tried backing him to the corner.

Hedon jumped up onto the ropes, and spun around, while Coconut tagged in Marshmallow. But as Marshmallow came in, Hedon hopped onto the top rope, before bouncing backwards.

Marshmallow caught him with a kick to the back, sending him into the ropes, propelling him back into her feet again.

This time, he grabbed the ropes, and felt a pressure in his spine as his face contorted. He reached back to the area, but Marshmallow tagged Coconut in again.

Richard Biggs: Constant tags in and out. How is JAC going to survive this?

Richard Littles: Well he has a partner.

Richard Biggs: It's two on one.

Hedon backed up from Coconut, grabbed the tag rope, and Planner tagged in, and ran for Coconut. Coconut attempted to headbutt his knees, but Planner stopped a hair's breadth away, before slapping her across the face.

Slobber spilled on the canvas. Coconut tried realigning her jaw, but Planner grabbed her neck, before spinning around. Both fell.

Richard Biggs: The spinning neckbreaker.

Richard Littles: An innovative manuever, for sure.

Planner got back to a vertical base, and grabbed her around the waist, before hitching the back of one leg. He squatted, and used his legs to suplex her, fisherman style, making the ring bounce around. JAC turned around, and went for a duo on the suplex, thus smashing her back into the canvas. The reverberations added to the pain as Coconut groaned.

Richard Littles: One fish two fish.

Richard Biggs: More like piranhas.

Planner grabbed an ear, and dragged her like a principal to the ring post, but Coconut bit down on the back of his ankle. As her teeth pinched nerves, JAC fell to his knees and screamed.

Richard Biggs: Quick submission from Coconut.

Coconut pinned him to the ground on his stomach. She pulled his legs back.

Hedon reached over, and hit Coconut on the back to release her grasp. That's when Richard Short ran over.

Richard Short: What are you doing? You aren't legal!

Hedon said, "I was just breaking things up."

Richard Short: Get out of the ring!

Hedon shook his head, before Coconut rolled him up for a quick pin.

Richard Short: He's not the legal man, no pin!

Coconut released, as JAC went to the rope. "What are you talking about?" Coconut asked. "Regardless, it's still the same vessel!"

Planner tagged Hedon in, as both agreed on a team manuever. Coconut tried to jump over, but Planner grabbed her, and powerbombed her parallel to the ropes. As she screamed, he pushed her onto the apron, so Hedon could position her through the ropes.

Her legs dangled over the ropes, before Hedon spun around, and flying headlocked her into the ground.

Richard Biggs: A revelation, just like that.

Richard Littles: Taking a page from the Reaper's handbook, I like it.

Richard Biggs: Though the ghosts are sure not liking the shenanigans during this match up.

Richard Littles: Shenanigans? I don't see shenanigans going on. You need to have proof before you spit our vitriol.

Richard Biggs: We're seeing a different match it feels sometimes, Richard Littles. It's almost like I'm actually paying attention to what's going on. Not you, though. You're weird.

Coconut tried to stand, but Hedon hooked both legs, and pinned her.

Richard Short: One, two...

She kicked out.

Hedon stood up, as well as Coconut. He ran at her, but Marshmallow ran into the ring-

When Planner speared her.

Marshmallow fell to the ground, and clutched her stomach, gasping.

Coconut went to her fallen comrade, only for Hedon to bend over backwards, wrap his arms around her waist, and flip her over.

Richard Biggs: Amazing core strength from JAC.

Richard Littles: Yeah, it's absolutely wonderful to watch.

JAC dropped Coconut on her head, before draping his arm over her tail. He used the spare hand to push down on her rump and gluteal area as his legs covered her shoulders.

Richard Biggs: Percivaliant for the win.

Richard Short: One, two, three!

JAC won, and he said, "I'm keeping this belt until a worthy challenger comes along-"

The world turned gray once again as Slash walked down to the ring, her hips swaying.

She grinned towards JAC and nodded.