The Dawn of Terribleness (William)

You all thought you were safe?! 

You pitiful humans thought you were safe from the forces of evil?! 

I'm a monster!! And the Monster always destroys the things!! 

Look at all you disgusting midgets!! And your disgusting midgets faces!! 

I control the fucking world of all the wrestling!! 

HAHAHAHA!!

APW will be no different and you know why?! 

Because!! 

...

B-because I'm- I'm coming!! 

COMING FOR ALL OF YOU!! 

FOR ALL OF YOUR SOULS!! 

AND YOUR-.. Your- y-

YOUR LEGS!! YOUR LEGS, THAT'S RIGHT!!

AND I'M COMING FAST!!

I'M GONNA COME ON THE WORLD OF WRESTLING-... uh-.. Like- not-

Like, The WRESTLING SHOW!! YEAH!!

I-! 

HAHA!! 

AHA!! 

AND-! AND YEAH! 

...

AND I'M GONNA COME- 

COME ON-! THE UH-..! 

AND I'M GONNA COME ON YOUR DISGUSTING MIDGET FACES AND-!

Wait.

Wait, cut. Cut the fucking-.. why in the fuck did I say that- what the-..?"

The camera backs off a bit. Standing clearly in frame is William the Behemoth, completely decorated in ghoulish, crappy voodoo makeup and his new tag team partner ❄︎❒︎♋︎❖︎♓︎⬧︎. They're stood in a tiny room, one which most people would recognise as an abandoned laundromat but they cannot as the room is being bombarded by 4 separate smoke machines, to add to the overwhelming spookiness of the area.

Not adding as much to the spookiness is The Horrorhemoth himself, William, scratching the back of his head while he talks to the cameraman offscreen.

"Yeah, the wording got a little mixed up there."

"Shut up, Jared. I know how words work. Just sometimes due to my immense strength and darkness, the words kinda disobey me a little. I didn't say I cum on wrestler's faces, that was the darkness taking.

And-

Th- the darkness said that ironically, of course.

Both me and The Darkness are very straight. I'm like a pavement. A powerful pavement, with biceps the size of most United States Embassies,"

William the Behemoth had only recently became an ultra evil darkness kinda guy. One would think that such a horrendous entity like "The Darkness" was a metaphor for becoming a bad person. And that by falling to the darkness William was in fact a tragic figure that has been through many hardships, both physical and mental, and has now fallen to "the darkness" in a gritty, realistic and upsetting display of a regular human turning into a horrible person.

Thankfully, William already was a horrible person.

And this "The Darkness" shtick he's thought of is nothing more than a bullshit theology he came up with after getting his foot stuck into one of his prison cell's bars.

"The Darkness has been a part of me since my birth, ya know. It's only came out now because Society. And the best thing about something being society's fault is that not only do I get to beat the shit out of anybody I see, but they can't stop me because it's technically their fault.

This is deep thoughts, you mantis! If Shakespeare was a real he'd be paying top dollar for this shit, midget. I just need to get my words right.."

"Why don't you let the Pharoah talk?"

Jared says timidly, pointing towards ❄︎❒︎♋︎❖︎♓︎⬧︎, who's been standing completely still this entire time.

"👍︎♋︎■︎🕯︎⧫︎" he says in response.

"Wh- what?"

"Travis can't speak English. Only talks in Wingdings."

"Ah-.. how?"

"What?"

"How does he speak in Wingdings?"

William turns around and does a quick head-to-toe examination of his tag team partner, one he hasn't done before.

"With his mouth? Fuck are you talking about? You're distracting me from my edginess, shut up!"

And so William did enter a circle of edginess. He moved deep down into smoke, inhaling it all in, revelling in the darkness and mystery.

He wasn't in WCF anymore, this APW would be more of a challenge. He's lost quite a lot since those days.

His smile.

His Spanish Luchador Mask.

His right to Jury Service.

Ainsley's bitch ass as a tag team partner.

Those weren't easily replaced. Then again, William thought, multiple things about himself had improved as well!

His edginess, his hardness, his brainpower, his memory, his brainpower and, of course, the size of his genitals. Which rivaled the size of most United States Embassies.

The landscape had changed. William had to adapt to survive. He was in Alpha Pro Wrestling, and he would have to be as dangerous and animalistic as a wild Alpha Pro Wrestling if he was gonna-

Nope, that doesn't make sense.

"FUCK!"

William shouted from his misty surroundings. He hears a muttering from Jared, and then the slamming of a door. Must be going on some sort of midget break, to replenish their suck levels.

William had been taught since a young age that all small people where bad. Not only did they choose not to be tall and powerful like William was but they shamed William for it!

They insulted William! Said he was "Fat" and "Obnoxious" and "Sentenced to 18 months in HM Prison Leicester for Attempted grievous bodily harm, grand theft auto and destruction of government property" it was horrific!

William had never thought that he'd go to prison for purchasing GTA Vice City before he was 18 years old, but the world was a fucky place, and it'd pull out all the stops to piss him off.

William would have to be even more fucky, the fuckiest! He would have to embrace his darker side to fuck the fuckiness out of the world.

Of course he wouldn't be able to do that if he didn't have any money. So he had to go to work.

Then, after his edginess had overwhelmed the midgets in APW he would go on to win all the championships!

The Tag Titles!

The-..

Probably only the Tag Titles, if we're being honest, but those where the only ones that mattered anyway.

Then once he owned all tag teams in the Alpha Pro World he would march to the peak of the mountain of giant people like Shaquille O'Neal and Conan O'Brian, who's suprisingly lanky, and say "I AM THE DARKNESS! I CAME TO THE WORLD OF APW AND CONQUERED!! I CAME TO THE WORLD OF WRESTLING AMD CONQUERED MORE!! I CAME ON THEIR DISGUSTING MIDGET FACES AND-!"

"Why do I keep thinking that?! Fuck!!"

William slammed his fist forward and hit something. Either one of the smoke machines or the already broken washing machines.

William wasn't worried about breaking the smoking machine anyway. If it was broke it'd still let out smoke anyway, so he tipped whatever it was over and went back to pacing around.

He continues his pacing and scratching until he feels a tap on his shoulder, which he reacts to by screaming and choking out whatever it was. Afraid that his off-topic thoughts had somehow materialised, and were gonna kick him in the dick.

Instead William finds the weird tag team partner guy, the one he picked up from the courtroom.

Said person barely even seems mildly inconvenienced by William's hands trying to destroy his throat, William twitches.

He drops his hands.

"Wing-a-dings guy... me and you are similar. I can see your desire for destruction and suffering in your eyes.

You probably only drink Cider because it sounds similar to Genocide! You're crazy.

And I am too!! It's just-!! I dunno! Okay? So what if I am a little nervous! Ivan the Terrible probably got nervous a couple times, why can't I?"

The Wingdings guy tilts his head a little, and William faces away from him and continues ranting.

"I haven't wrestled in like-.. the 4 week things? What are they called again...

M- moths!

No, months, months. That sounds about right!

Many months! I don't think it's possible for a person like me to not be the absolute best at everything, but I don't know what to expect.

I was in Jail! Which was good because once they let you out of jail you're automatically reformed and they can't put you back in jail, but bad because I didn't have enough time to think about destroying midgets.

And now I'm gonna fight some midgets, so easy as pie right? Except no!

Midgets are without a doubt the most pathetic things in existence, but they have the exact level of fuckiness that I was afraid of. The same level of fuckiness that makes me want to destroy the world!

Take Latoya Hixx! Without a doubt the most horrific, gross excuse for an excuse of a baby grasshopper, and yet she's fucky too!

Her surname has two X's! Add one more X and you have the logo for adult movies, man! She's probably some kinda porn person!

I'm fucking Catholic, I can't do that penis shit before marriage! And they could use that fact for their midget-vantage.

And then John Blade! John Blad-

Okay, well John Blade sounds like a dumbass. It's the most generic wrestling name you could think of.

It has both "John" and "Blade" as a name, there's probably like 47 billion wrestlers called that. I may end up beating the shit out of another John Blade by mistake.

These are all worrisome thoughts, Travis!" William rants.

"💣︎⍓︎ ■︎♋︎❍︎♏︎🕯︎⬧︎ ♋︎❒︎♍︎♒︎♓︎♌︎♋︎●︎♎︎📬︎" The creepy guy says, face still expressionless.

"I understand! You have sympathy for me, cause you too are the best human being alive. And you realise how risky matches against pieces of malnutritous piles of horse manure like Hixx and Blade can be! Because there's no possible way that those two sentient pieces of garbage could even lay a scratch on me, they're that week that if they tried to punch me there hand would just phase through me like some sort of hologram, but you can never be too sure!

So yeah! I'm-..

I'm- a little bit.. fucky-ed,"

William reluctantly says. William's unsure why he's saying this to Travis of all people, he met the guy like 2 weeks ago, and he's literally never talked about anything other than violence to everyone he's ever known, but this feel's different.

Plus, he has no idea what Travis is saying so he can just assume he's saying exactly what William wants to hear.

"✋︎ ♌︎♏︎●︎♓︎♏︎❖︎♏︎ ♓︎■︎ ⍓︎□︎◆︎📪︎ ⬧︎●︎♓︎❍︎📬︎"

"Why yes, my penis is 172 thousand inches, but that has nothing to do with what I was saying.

Travis, you're the only one that gets me. Being a murderous, soulless monster yourself, you understand that it's suprisingly taxing on your feelings.

There's a lot of emotional baggage, being the greatest most destructive force known to man, which I very much am.

But I have to overcome it!

Because, like it or not, John Blade and Latoya Hixx are literally the worst human beings I've ever heard of. I don't think they've ever won a match, like ever.

Even if my overwhelming edginess got to me and I walked into our match trying to LOSE I'd probably end up winning by accident, that's how crap they are.

But I will try to win! I'll do more than win! I'll fucking eat their bones! I'll eat their pride! I'll make an example out of them,! for all of APW! That The Darkness has risen! And I have risen! And I shall destroy all of APW!

Start recording!!"

The creepy guy makes his way behind the camera, and presses a button. He doesn't even blink once, even as William abruptly starts chuckling loudly.


"🕈︎♒︎♋︎⧫︎❍︎"

UGH!!"