~1:30 PM
May 14th 2079
Frankie’s Diner~
(Apollo was invited over to the commensale, diner da Sun Lee. He was finishing his drink when he looked up at Sun Lee)
Apollo: Alright, Lee, so what did te call me here for. Surely it wasn’t to teach me any new tricks
Sun Lee: Of course not. I wanted to talk about your successivo fight. The successivo guy is the Rank 9th member, Maxwell Blackwell. Once a famous guitarist for a metal band, he joined Takedown TV to keep his fame alive. He was known for drinking his own blood on stage, and now has the crazy belief that he is some kind of vampire. We already know that Vampiri#From Dracula to Buffy... and all creatures of the night in between. don’t exist, but that doesn’t stop this guy from drinking his opponent's blood after a fight. He’s clearly batshit insane. te won’t have to worry about turning into a creature of the night, but I’d suggest keeping away from those teeth of his if he starts to look a little bitey.
Apollo: He’s just a guitarist? I’m sure I can take him.
Sun Lee: Don’t get too cocky. te only took out the lowest ranked member of the superiore, in alto ten. It only gets harder from there. He may look like some punk, but he wasn’t at the bottom for good reason. Just keep your sword close to te during the fight
Apollo: Sure thing
~8:40 PM
May 14th 2079
Red stella, star Stadium~
(Apollo made his way to a massive stadium. The appearance was like that of a cathedral in ruins, with cobblestones and candles around the entrances and exits. Camera’s filled this stadium as well, all with the Takedown TV logo on it. The entire stadium was only lit da the moon that was beginning rise in the sky. At the end of the stadium, Apollo could hear the loud shreds of a guitar. As he made his way to the center of the stadium, he could see his target. A man covered in body piercings and tattoos, wearing leather jeans and black boots, with no camicia covering his body. He had long red hair and he wore contacts to make his eyes appear black and lifeless. He looked over at Apollo as he continued to play his guitar, his pierced lips giving him a grin as he looked at him, and he began to speak in a thick British accent)
Maxwell: Well, what have we here? te must be the boy that took out Bronco, correct?
Apollo: That’s right. And te must be the 9th Rank, Maxwell Blackwell?
Maxwell: Right te are, boy. I came to Takedown TV years ago, back when there was a superiore, in alto fifty. It was quite the ride, let me tell you. We all were so young and full of bloodlust. I was only able to make it to the 9th rank because I let everyone else have some fun. Thanks to the free blood from their bodies, I was able to strengthen myself
Apollo: You’re a pretty twisted bastard, aren’t you?
Maxwell: That’s funny. When te take a man’s life, don’t te think that makes te just as fucked in the head, boy?
Apollo: Maybe it just does
Maxwell: (He gives a rather cruel laugh as he looks down at Apollo) Well, I don’t got the time for chit-chat, and I’m sure the audience is getting restless. So, let’s get to the real fun, shall we (He picked up his guitar, mostrare it to be a massive battle axe. He begins to play a solo on it) That’s right, boy. I’m gonna mostra te the true terror of the night. Ready yourself
(In an instant, Maxwell jumped forward, his axe raised above his head. He swung down hard, with Apollo barely having enough time to dodge)
Apollo: Shit! If I tried to block that, it would just cut through my sword. No way in hell I wanna be hit with that kind of weapon
Maxwell: Come on, it ain’t no fun if te keep moving (He picked his axe up again and swung it at Apollo)
Apollo: (He ducked underneath the swing, the blade inches from cutting his throat. As he stayed low, he took a swing at Maxwell’s ankles)
Maxwell: (He used his agility to jump up, avoiding Apollo’s swing. He took his axe and went for another swing from above)
Apollo: (Avoiding the attack, he rolled to the right, the axe plunging into the ground)
Maxwell: You’re making this harder than it needs to be, kid (He picked the axe up and gave it another swing)
Apollo: (He looked over Maxwell’s swings. As he planned his successivo move, he ducked under the blade again)
Maxwell: This old trick again (He raised his axe, ready to swing it a secondo time)
Apollo: (As he was on the ground, he used his foot to kick Maxwell in the stomach and send him forward, launching him and his axe off into the air and over Apollo)
Maxwell: (He landed on his back, a bit dazed from the fall. When he opened his eyes, he saw Apollo rushing towards him. He grabbed hold of his axe and began to lift it)
Apollo: (Not taking any chances, he swung his sword down, chopping off Maxwell’s hand)
Maxwell: (Seeing his hand cut off, he began to grit his teeth violently. He looked over at Apollo, his eyes burning with anger and hate) te little fucker! How the fuck can I play chitarra now (With all his strength, he lifted the chitarra with his other hand and began to swing at Apollo violently)
Apollo: (Did what he could to dodge the attacks, the blade slicing at his shoulders and elbows a few times as he did)
Maxwell: (He continued to swing at Apollo, attempting to strike him in the head) te bastard! I’m gonna kill te (He raised the axe again and swung it down hard)
Apollo: (With little energy left from the dodging, he swing his sword, hoping for it to hit at the right moment)
(Before Maxwell’s axe could strike, Apollo hit Maxwell’s fingers, slicing them off. As he did, the axe flung from his grasp. Apollo moved to the right, the axe striking the ground. With one last strike, he swung the sword into Maxwell’s chest, stopping his attacks. Maxwell stood quietly before he fell to the ground, limp. Apollo pulled his sword out before he turned around)
Apollo: He may have not been a vampire, but he sure had the strength of one
Maxwell: Y-You bastard! I-It’s not over yet! (With his last bit of strength, he leapt forward, his teeth bared, aiming at Apollo’s throat)
Apollo: God, and your resilient like one too (With one final swing, Apollo swung into Maxwell’s open mouth, slicing through his head. The superiore, in alto half of his head fell behind him as his lower jaw remained on his body, as it fell limp, this time, killing him for good)
(The crowd watches from the massive television, cheering at Apollo’s victory)
Mr. Biggs: He has done it once again. Rank 9 Maxwell Blackwell is dead! Rank 10 Apollo Juichi has taken the 9th Rank
~11:30 PM
May 14th 2079
Takedown TV Stadium - Lockers~
Apollo: (Resting on the benches, exhausted from the last fight)
Firewater: (Walks in behind Apollo, grabbing the back of his head, squeezing it as if in an effort to break it) Hey, janitor! So, te think you’ve got what it takes to take on the other 8th Ranked members? te just got lucky, te little fucker! But te know that you’re gonna have to deal with me next. There’s not a chance in hell of te winning! Who knows. Maybe I should just kill te here and now and save me the trouble. te ain’t worth shit, not to me, not to Mr. Biggs, not to anyone, te juvie piece of-
(A voice speaks out)
???: Firewater, save your violent thoughts for the successivo match
Firewater: (When he turned to see who it came from) O-Oh, y-yes sir. (He turned back to Apollo, letting go of him) I’ll deal with te later (He made his way out of the locker room. When Apollo saw who was speaking with him, he was shocked to be in his presence)
Mr. Biggs: So, you’re Apollo Juichi, correct?
Apollo: Your Mr. Biggs
Mr. Biggs: That’s right. The one and only, kid. Not every giorno te get to talk to the owner and the champ of Takedown TV
Apollo: N-No, of course not
Mr. Biggs: Well, I came to see just who the new guy was that was able to take out two of the ranked members in a row. I don’t know how te managed to do it, really
Apollo: Just luck, I guess
Mr. Biggs: (He looked at Apollo, but gave a brief but joyful chuckle) Well, be it skill o luck, you’re still alive, so te are the winner. The successivo matches just get tougher from here on out, kid. It may be best to drop out now
Apollo: No!
(The moment Apollo raised his voice, Mr. Biggs was giving his full attention)
Apollo: I’m not gonna quit. I’m gonna make it to the top. I’m gonna become Rank 1, and I will kill you, Mr. Biggs
Mr. Biggs: (He looked down at Apollo, before he gave a thunderous laughter) That’s the spirit kid. Well, I can’t say for sure you’ll win, but I do look inoltrare, avanti to your successivo match (Mr. Biggs turned and was ready to head out)
Apollo: Hey, before te go, I got some questions. Why don’t any of the other superiore, in alto ten try to fight te o any of the others ranked above them)
Mr. Biggs: Some of them here, are pretty fond of others. They may be killers, but some of the superiore, in alto ten are close, even friends. They could never kill them. Others are just content with staying in the superiore, in alto ten. They know they could die if they go higher, and would rather just stay where they are in bask in the fame from there. Newcomers like you, that is where the challenge is. I’ll be sure to see te around, kid (He made his way out of the locker room, leaving Apollo in there to think)
~12:00 AM
May 15th 2079
Black ciliegia Bar~
Firewater: (Drinking from a bottle of whiskey) Can te believe that little shit?! Thinking he can just come in and take us on? What does he want to kill us for? Surely he’s just doing it to fucking spite us.
Sparrow: I don’t think that’s the case, man
Firewater: What, te think there’s something else? The pricks a janitor. They get abused and then they come in to try and fight us, and then they get killed before they can even reach us. This fucker, though, he’s different. I don’t know why, but he’s managed to take out two of the superiore, in alto ten and now I actually get to fight one
Sparrow: I’m sure te will be able to take him out
Firewater: I know I can. I ain’t losing to a fucking janitor, I’ll tell te that for sure.
~10:00A AM
May 17th 1079
Takedown TV Stadium - Janitor’s Hall~
(Apollo was with Carlos, Gregory, Simon, and Beck in their usual meeting place. Alice was nowhere to be found)
Carlos: We saw the whole thing, Apollo. It was crazy
Gregory: We really thought that crazy bastard was gonna give it to te for a sec there, but it looks like te were able to survive
Simon: Yeah, te seemed to plan out everything perfectly
Beck: (Nodded in agreement)
Apollo: Come on, I just had practice, that’s all
Carlos: All that from just ten days of practice. I think there is something te aren’t telling us, Apollo.
Apollo: (He went silent suddenly. He looked at the ground, before looking up at the group and talking) Alright… So maybe I may have killed a man… Before I was a part of Takedown TV. There was a crazed guy, he was going after this woman. He wouldn’t leave her alone, and before she knew it, he was already aiming a gun at her, threatening to kill her if she didn’t do what he said. I just happened to be at the right place at the wrong time. o preferably, the wrong place. I went in and I beat up the guy. He was ready to kill me then and there, and I knew he wouldn’t just let me walk away after interfering. So I did the only thing I could do. I took the gun and… I shot him in the chest. He died there in that alleyway. Turns out, I ended up killing a police officer, a partner to police detective, Richard Chase. After that, I was arrested. The girl was too scared to get involved, so she never testified. I was beaten every giorno da Chase and his men. When te get the crap kicked out of te on a daily basis, te learn a few things. After that, I wanted to use that for some good.
Carlos: So te took part in Takedown TV so te could kill Mr. Biggs and end it
Apollo: When te put it that way, it sounds pretty selfish
Carlos: Of course not. I understand perfectly. And we’re the Dream Catchers. We’re going to help you, no matter what
(Gregory, Simon, and Beck nodded in agreement)
Apollo: (He couldn’t help but smile with the group) Thanks guys
Gregory: Now that all that friendly stuffs outta the way, has anyone seen Alice
Carlos: I think she detto she had to do some più work
Alice: (In her room, she was looking over her latest purchase from the town store. It was a massive golden magnum, complete with explosive bullets and a tiger on the chamber). Apollo, if te continue this idiotic pursuit, I will have no choice but to kill you! But I will have no trouble in doing so.
May 14th 2079
Frankie’s Diner~
(Apollo was invited over to the commensale, diner da Sun Lee. He was finishing his drink when he looked up at Sun Lee)
Apollo: Alright, Lee, so what did te call me here for. Surely it wasn’t to teach me any new tricks
Sun Lee: Of course not. I wanted to talk about your successivo fight. The successivo guy is the Rank 9th member, Maxwell Blackwell. Once a famous guitarist for a metal band, he joined Takedown TV to keep his fame alive. He was known for drinking his own blood on stage, and now has the crazy belief that he is some kind of vampire. We already know that Vampiri#From Dracula to Buffy... and all creatures of the night in between. don’t exist, but that doesn’t stop this guy from drinking his opponent's blood after a fight. He’s clearly batshit insane. te won’t have to worry about turning into a creature of the night, but I’d suggest keeping away from those teeth of his if he starts to look a little bitey.
Apollo: He’s just a guitarist? I’m sure I can take him.
Sun Lee: Don’t get too cocky. te only took out the lowest ranked member of the superiore, in alto ten. It only gets harder from there. He may look like some punk, but he wasn’t at the bottom for good reason. Just keep your sword close to te during the fight
Apollo: Sure thing
~8:40 PM
May 14th 2079
Red stella, star Stadium~
(Apollo made his way to a massive stadium. The appearance was like that of a cathedral in ruins, with cobblestones and candles around the entrances and exits. Camera’s filled this stadium as well, all with the Takedown TV logo on it. The entire stadium was only lit da the moon that was beginning rise in the sky. At the end of the stadium, Apollo could hear the loud shreds of a guitar. As he made his way to the center of the stadium, he could see his target. A man covered in body piercings and tattoos, wearing leather jeans and black boots, with no camicia covering his body. He had long red hair and he wore contacts to make his eyes appear black and lifeless. He looked over at Apollo as he continued to play his guitar, his pierced lips giving him a grin as he looked at him, and he began to speak in a thick British accent)
Maxwell: Well, what have we here? te must be the boy that took out Bronco, correct?
Apollo: That’s right. And te must be the 9th Rank, Maxwell Blackwell?
Maxwell: Right te are, boy. I came to Takedown TV years ago, back when there was a superiore, in alto fifty. It was quite the ride, let me tell you. We all were so young and full of bloodlust. I was only able to make it to the 9th rank because I let everyone else have some fun. Thanks to the free blood from their bodies, I was able to strengthen myself
Apollo: You’re a pretty twisted bastard, aren’t you?
Maxwell: That’s funny. When te take a man’s life, don’t te think that makes te just as fucked in the head, boy?
Apollo: Maybe it just does
Maxwell: (He gives a rather cruel laugh as he looks down at Apollo) Well, I don’t got the time for chit-chat, and I’m sure the audience is getting restless. So, let’s get to the real fun, shall we (He picked up his guitar, mostrare it to be a massive battle axe. He begins to play a solo on it) That’s right, boy. I’m gonna mostra te the true terror of the night. Ready yourself
(In an instant, Maxwell jumped forward, his axe raised above his head. He swung down hard, with Apollo barely having enough time to dodge)
Apollo: Shit! If I tried to block that, it would just cut through my sword. No way in hell I wanna be hit with that kind of weapon
Maxwell: Come on, it ain’t no fun if te keep moving (He picked his axe up again and swung it at Apollo)
Apollo: (He ducked underneath the swing, the blade inches from cutting his throat. As he stayed low, he took a swing at Maxwell’s ankles)
Maxwell: (He used his agility to jump up, avoiding Apollo’s swing. He took his axe and went for another swing from above)
Apollo: (Avoiding the attack, he rolled to the right, the axe plunging into the ground)
Maxwell: You’re making this harder than it needs to be, kid (He picked the axe up and gave it another swing)
Apollo: (He looked over Maxwell’s swings. As he planned his successivo move, he ducked under the blade again)
Maxwell: This old trick again (He raised his axe, ready to swing it a secondo time)
Apollo: (As he was on the ground, he used his foot to kick Maxwell in the stomach and send him forward, launching him and his axe off into the air and over Apollo)
Maxwell: (He landed on his back, a bit dazed from the fall. When he opened his eyes, he saw Apollo rushing towards him. He grabbed hold of his axe and began to lift it)
Apollo: (Not taking any chances, he swung his sword down, chopping off Maxwell’s hand)
Maxwell: (Seeing his hand cut off, he began to grit his teeth violently. He looked over at Apollo, his eyes burning with anger and hate) te little fucker! How the fuck can I play chitarra now (With all his strength, he lifted the chitarra with his other hand and began to swing at Apollo violently)
Apollo: (Did what he could to dodge the attacks, the blade slicing at his shoulders and elbows a few times as he did)
Maxwell: (He continued to swing at Apollo, attempting to strike him in the head) te bastard! I’m gonna kill te (He raised the axe again and swung it down hard)
Apollo: (With little energy left from the dodging, he swing his sword, hoping for it to hit at the right moment)
(Before Maxwell’s axe could strike, Apollo hit Maxwell’s fingers, slicing them off. As he did, the axe flung from his grasp. Apollo moved to the right, the axe striking the ground. With one last strike, he swung the sword into Maxwell’s chest, stopping his attacks. Maxwell stood quietly before he fell to the ground, limp. Apollo pulled his sword out before he turned around)
Apollo: He may have not been a vampire, but he sure had the strength of one
Maxwell: Y-You bastard! I-It’s not over yet! (With his last bit of strength, he leapt forward, his teeth bared, aiming at Apollo’s throat)
Apollo: God, and your resilient like one too (With one final swing, Apollo swung into Maxwell’s open mouth, slicing through his head. The superiore, in alto half of his head fell behind him as his lower jaw remained on his body, as it fell limp, this time, killing him for good)
(The crowd watches from the massive television, cheering at Apollo’s victory)
Mr. Biggs: He has done it once again. Rank 9 Maxwell Blackwell is dead! Rank 10 Apollo Juichi has taken the 9th Rank
~11:30 PM
May 14th 2079
Takedown TV Stadium - Lockers~
Apollo: (Resting on the benches, exhausted from the last fight)
Firewater: (Walks in behind Apollo, grabbing the back of his head, squeezing it as if in an effort to break it) Hey, janitor! So, te think you’ve got what it takes to take on the other 8th Ranked members? te just got lucky, te little fucker! But te know that you’re gonna have to deal with me next. There’s not a chance in hell of te winning! Who knows. Maybe I should just kill te here and now and save me the trouble. te ain’t worth shit, not to me, not to Mr. Biggs, not to anyone, te juvie piece of-
(A voice speaks out)
???: Firewater, save your violent thoughts for the successivo match
Firewater: (When he turned to see who it came from) O-Oh, y-yes sir. (He turned back to Apollo, letting go of him) I’ll deal with te later (He made his way out of the locker room. When Apollo saw who was speaking with him, he was shocked to be in his presence)
Mr. Biggs: So, you’re Apollo Juichi, correct?
Apollo: Your Mr. Biggs
Mr. Biggs: That’s right. The one and only, kid. Not every giorno te get to talk to the owner and the champ of Takedown TV
Apollo: N-No, of course not
Mr. Biggs: Well, I came to see just who the new guy was that was able to take out two of the ranked members in a row. I don’t know how te managed to do it, really
Apollo: Just luck, I guess
Mr. Biggs: (He looked at Apollo, but gave a brief but joyful chuckle) Well, be it skill o luck, you’re still alive, so te are the winner. The successivo matches just get tougher from here on out, kid. It may be best to drop out now
Apollo: No!
(The moment Apollo raised his voice, Mr. Biggs was giving his full attention)
Apollo: I’m not gonna quit. I’m gonna make it to the top. I’m gonna become Rank 1, and I will kill you, Mr. Biggs
Mr. Biggs: (He looked down at Apollo, before he gave a thunderous laughter) That’s the spirit kid. Well, I can’t say for sure you’ll win, but I do look inoltrare, avanti to your successivo match (Mr. Biggs turned and was ready to head out)
Apollo: Hey, before te go, I got some questions. Why don’t any of the other superiore, in alto ten try to fight te o any of the others ranked above them)
Mr. Biggs: Some of them here, are pretty fond of others. They may be killers, but some of the superiore, in alto ten are close, even friends. They could never kill them. Others are just content with staying in the superiore, in alto ten. They know they could die if they go higher, and would rather just stay where they are in bask in the fame from there. Newcomers like you, that is where the challenge is. I’ll be sure to see te around, kid (He made his way out of the locker room, leaving Apollo in there to think)
~12:00 AM
May 15th 2079
Black ciliegia Bar~
Firewater: (Drinking from a bottle of whiskey) Can te believe that little shit?! Thinking he can just come in and take us on? What does he want to kill us for? Surely he’s just doing it to fucking spite us.
Sparrow: I don’t think that’s the case, man
Firewater: What, te think there’s something else? The pricks a janitor. They get abused and then they come in to try and fight us, and then they get killed before they can even reach us. This fucker, though, he’s different. I don’t know why, but he’s managed to take out two of the superiore, in alto ten and now I actually get to fight one
Sparrow: I’m sure te will be able to take him out
Firewater: I know I can. I ain’t losing to a fucking janitor, I’ll tell te that for sure.
~10:00A AM
May 17th 1079
Takedown TV Stadium - Janitor’s Hall~
(Apollo was with Carlos, Gregory, Simon, and Beck in their usual meeting place. Alice was nowhere to be found)
Carlos: We saw the whole thing, Apollo. It was crazy
Gregory: We really thought that crazy bastard was gonna give it to te for a sec there, but it looks like te were able to survive
Simon: Yeah, te seemed to plan out everything perfectly
Beck: (Nodded in agreement)
Apollo: Come on, I just had practice, that’s all
Carlos: All that from just ten days of practice. I think there is something te aren’t telling us, Apollo.
Apollo: (He went silent suddenly. He looked at the ground, before looking up at the group and talking) Alright… So maybe I may have killed a man… Before I was a part of Takedown TV. There was a crazed guy, he was going after this woman. He wouldn’t leave her alone, and before she knew it, he was already aiming a gun at her, threatening to kill her if she didn’t do what he said. I just happened to be at the right place at the wrong time. o preferably, the wrong place. I went in and I beat up the guy. He was ready to kill me then and there, and I knew he wouldn’t just let me walk away after interfering. So I did the only thing I could do. I took the gun and… I shot him in the chest. He died there in that alleyway. Turns out, I ended up killing a police officer, a partner to police detective, Richard Chase. After that, I was arrested. The girl was too scared to get involved, so she never testified. I was beaten every giorno da Chase and his men. When te get the crap kicked out of te on a daily basis, te learn a few things. After that, I wanted to use that for some good.
Carlos: So te took part in Takedown TV so te could kill Mr. Biggs and end it
Apollo: When te put it that way, it sounds pretty selfish
Carlos: Of course not. I understand perfectly. And we’re the Dream Catchers. We’re going to help you, no matter what
(Gregory, Simon, and Beck nodded in agreement)
Apollo: (He couldn’t help but smile with the group) Thanks guys
Gregory: Now that all that friendly stuffs outta the way, has anyone seen Alice
Carlos: I think she detto she had to do some più work
Alice: (In her room, she was looking over her latest purchase from the town store. It was a massive golden magnum, complete with explosive bullets and a tiger on the chamber). Apollo, if te continue this idiotic pursuit, I will have no choice but to kill you! But I will have no trouble in doing so.