...Deadliest of them All...

We hear a narrator begin to speak; not famous, not notable, A hollow voice, emotionless, and mechanical. The type of voice you would expect to hear on a recording from some dark call center where machines churn late into the night and no actual person ever picks up the phone. No emotion, nothing human about the voice. Just cold, uncomfortable words produced by a computer program.

“Alpha predators, also known as super, top-level, or apex, are predators with no predators of their own, residing at the top of the food chain in their respective ecosystems. Zoologists and APW researchers define predation as the killing and consumption of another organism. Super Predators have a crucial role in maintaining the health of their ecosystem and establishing a pecking order instituted through the use of fear, intimidation, extreme violence, and the fulfillment of the aforementioned predator’s voracious appetite.”

“Examples of such predators include big cats, crocodilians, hyenas, wolves, giant constrictor snakes, et cetera, et cetera. In this exercise, we’ll be focusing on a habitat called APW, a particularly high stakes ecosystem teeming with life in a variety of different forms, from peaceful herbivores like Aaron Blaze and Victoria Sabin to large, low-intelligence grazing animals like Jaice Wilds and John Blade.”

“APW is also not without predators, most of these mid-level predators that are known to subsist by scavenging from the kills made by the superior carnivorous species that occupy APW. These bottom-feeding predators display typical submissive behavior as it is defined in the animal kingdom, including cowardice, impotent displays of aggression, and they often favor flight over fight when confronted by an organism with a status higher than their own. Notable examples of these mid-level predators include Harvey Berlin and Lilliana Rose, often seen skulking on the outskirts of a kill and hoping for a morsel of dead flesh to fill their taut, emaciated bellies.”

“APW’s biodiversity becomes even more substantial when we consider the forms of prey that have adapted antipredator defense-mechanisms to combat the natural predation that their species would normally face. These creatures will defend themselves vehemently when faced with danger, thereby increasing their chances of survival. Their evolutionary makeup allows them to easily fend off mid-level predators like a scavenging Barnes or a carrion-eater like Vonn Richter. These adaptive prey animals are even capable of fighting off a super predator for a short amount of time before they’re finally ripped apart after a long, grueling fight. APW’s adaptive survivalists include the like of Lex Collins, Tsukiko, and Andrew Barnes… among others.”

“As we climb higher up the rungs of APW’s food chain, we finally reach the apex. The highest point of predation in this particular ecosystem, the one organism that is defined as APW’s super predator. The Addy, or Violenta Mulieris (violent woman) is the top-level carnivore of this ecosystem. It stands unmatched by any other species in APW, capable of hunting and devouring whoever and whatever has the poor fortune of standing in its path.”

“The Violenta is a carnivorous Alpha animal, preferring to hunt its prey in solitude, but it is willing to surround itself with predators that are equals in terms of appetite and ferocity. This super predator is content with hibernating for most of the year, sucking the marrow from the bones of previous kills or dragging a prey animal into its den to satiate the occasional hunger pang, but researchers have determined that it becomes most active, most feral, most voracious… during a large-scale migratory event in APW where almost every animal in the ecosystem struggles to obtain a piece of sought after territory."

"This migratory event is called The Alpha Showdown, and for the Violenta, the APW super predator, it is optimal feeding time. During this rare event, the Violenta is presented with a feast that inspires her most lethal, animalistic impulses to manifest. The scent of blood and injured prey drives this super predator to the brink of madness, and her obsession, her birthright as the Alpha, demands that she plow through the APW ecosystem with teeth and claws bared until that one piece of that rare, lush territory belongs to him. She’ll toss the remnants of her kills from her den until she stands alone, the sole survivor, the apex of his food chain, and when this is done, when nothing is left to challenge the super predator… she’ll throw back her head and she’ll roar."

"A sound of triumph. A sound that’ll make the ecosystem as a whole tremble. A sound that’ll make all other creatures in the APW landscape bow their heads and know their place, from the grazing animals to the mid-level predators."

"It’s the sound of the super predator claiming her birthright."

"The Alpha calling out to whatever false king sits on that piece of territory that she means to claim as her new den."

"The roar to signal the final hunt."

"And when this foretelling howl echoes through APW, all will know - the beast stalks its way towards the next event horizon for..."

"One…" 
"Last…" 
"Kill."

Video Recording

“The female of tha species is always more deadly than tha male.”

“Men an' monsters alike 'ill walk down ta tha ring fah tha Penultimate Showdown. They'll stand tall an' puff their fuckin' chests out. They'll scream an' shout. The weak will run away in fear like tha cowards they are, they’ll hide from tha fight. But, when ya'll come at me wit' bluster. I ain't gonna run. I ain't gonna cower in tha corner. I'm gonna stand me ground. I'm gonna fight tooth an’ nail. When I stand tall, victorious, I'm gonna rip that tooth bare-handed from tha mouth'a loudest voice an' take it as me trophy.”

"While most of ya's gonna run when hear tha footsteps comin', scamperin' for shelter just ta avoid tha beatin' of a lifetime, 'fraid'a tha confrontation. Me, I'm gonna he the stompin', an' I'm waitin'. Waitin' fah me moment ta strike with all tha precision'a tha cobra. Ya cowards ain't gonna what hit ya 'til ya convulsin' in tha clutchin' fah air."

"When ya'll stand tall an' proud at tha pulpit, preachin' ya shit like it's all 'at matters. I get ya gonna scarin' a few'a tha weak-willed an' ya gonna convert a few'a tha dim-witted. But understand this when ya comin' at me, I'm gonna make ya bones shatter from tha fear I'll put inta ya. I ain't no warrior, I'm far deadlier."

"Ya'll got infected timidity. Thinkin'a how ta play safe, rather than focusin' on tha prize at end'a tha night. More 'fraid'a losin' tha match than seekin' out an' doin' whatcha need ta do ta win tha match. So many will beat tha drums like ya big bad hunters, but when we see tha fuckin' truth we know ya lack tha courage ta be more 'an a pack'a cherry pickin' bitches."

"I see it now, bunch'a tough guys standin' there, dicks swingin' in tha wind, chests out all puffed out proud. Organisin', plottin' plannin' all willin' ta trade a bit'a this an' a bit'a that just ta get somethin'. All just ta get somethin', cause ya all 'fraid ya', end up wit' nothin. In doin' that ya forgettin', that ya deadliest is sneakin' right up b'hind an' takin' fuckin' ev'rythin b'fore ya reached ya fuckin' compromise."

"Me, I ain't 'ere ta compromise. Fuck nah. I ain't gonna work out no fuckin' deals. I'm 'ere fah one reason alone. That's winnin' this fuckin' shindig. It's me single purpose on this visit
ta Vegas. An' whoever walks outta tha MGM Grand wit' tha World Championship. Well they walkin' out wit' a target on their fuckin' back. Unlike those past, I ain't missin', I'm hittin', dead center - fuckin' bullseye."

"I'll fuckin' face death itself. I'll endure whatever fuckin' torture ya think ya can use ta break me. An' I'll throw it back at ya three-fold. I don't doubt what I'm takin' an' I ain't seekin' ya pity. Those are diversions'a tha mind, fah ya unfocused, weak-willed cunts that think they have a chance ta flatten me. Newsflash: it ain't gonna happen."

"Bringin' life in ta this world is somethin' I once underestimated, in tha beginnin'. Thing is, by gettin' tha ability ta give life, it gave me tha ability ta take life just as easy. I'm unchained, unburdened, not fuckin' worried by reputation. Yet, tha majority'a ya cunts are beholden ta reputation, too caught up in thoughts'a others ta recognise me blade guttin' ya 'til it's too late."

"Heaven fuckin' help anyone who thinks they can keep me from what's mine. Promise ya cunts, if ya get in me way. I will take ya outta me way. By any means necessary. Simply step ta tha side an' accept ya fate as the inferior specimen, or feel tha full fuckin' power'a me white hold rage. It ain't up fah discussion that I will be walkin' outta this Penultimate fuckin' Show wit' tha World Title shot in me possession."

"Shit. Ya won't even need ta provoke me. Ya just gotta be there. Ya ain't need ta be a threat, ya ain't need ta threaten. Ya arrival in me vicinity will see me come at ya like a mother bear protectin' her cubs. I'll carve ya apart wit' me claws, hot knife runnin' through room temperature butter. Venom drippin' from me fingertips, piercin' ya deep inside ya until it corrodes ya from tha inside out, body wracked wit' poison, writhin' in pain an', like a preacher lain wit' a whore."

"When ya cowards, find ya'selves gatherin' in tha corner'a that ring in conference, not fah compromise, but seekin' enlightenment fah a way ta defeat me. When ya lookin' fah a way ta dispose 'a me. When ya at war wit' ya'self. Know this, I ain't fuckin' 'round when I tell ya I'm gonna leave swingin' b'tween life an' conscience. When ya liftin' ya quiverin' hands an' prayin' fah an answer ta me. Know this, when I tell there ain't no answer comin' down from up above. In fact, tha only comin' down from up above is me fuckin' fists reignin' on ya face while ya on ya knees, hands clasped in prayer, beggin' fah a mercy ya ain't ever gonna get."

"Despite all tha frontin', I know every single one of ya's that will put ya'self forth in me path knows tha outcome. Ya know I was given ta ya ta destroy ya. Ya can try ta command me, but that won't fuckin' help ya. What'll happen is ya'll speak an' I'll answer an' my words shall enthrall ya. With the flick'a me tongue each an' every will be enslaved by me whisper, like lemmings over tha cliff ya'll fall ya me feet."

"Know that I never fail in what I set out ta complete. Know that when put name in tha ring - I never walk away empty-handed. Know that I always get what I fuckin' claim as mine. I'm walkin' inta MGM Grand wit' one intention an' everyone knows what that is.”

"This is ya one an' only fuckin’ warnin'.”

“I will not compromise me position. I will not enter inta any fuckin’ conversation. I will not pray ta God, an’ I ain’t lettin’ ya beg fah clemency in tha face’a ya ravagin’ at me hands. When face-ta-face wit’ a superior specimen, like me, ya weaker cunts ‘ave no hope. Step carefully, I’ll fuckin’ rip ya from ya neck. I’ll rip ya limbs from ya torso. I’ll leave ya in pieces. Step carelessly, I’ll leave ya frothin’ at tha mouth, bones broken an’ twisted in all sorts’a unique angles. Don’t step at all an’ I’ll devour ya whole.”

“This is where I kill someone.”
“And I won’t feel bad about it.”

“I’m walkin’ outta MGM as tha winner’a Penultimate Showdown - woman victorious. Tha only name worth mentionin’ is tha only name ya’ll hear - Adelaide Ainsworth - female of the species.”

“Deadliest of them all.”