The days go by quickly and it was time for Tuedsday night NCT. Issac Was scheduled for a triple threat match for the NCT North American Championships. His opponents togint where Wes Gee and The Champion Karmello Hayze.
The match was everything people thought it was gonna be since the three men all had a similar style in the ring.
The closing moments of the match featured Issac successfully managed to land his finisher "JML driver" on Wes Gee but, Karmello was just one step ahead.
He came from behind and threw Scotlyn out off the ring and quickly covered Wes Gee.
"One....two....three."
And just like that he had won the triple threat match. But he wasn't at peace with the victory. Blinded by rage and remembering the loss he suffered at the hands of Issac Scotlyn and Adonis Tyson two weeks back. Karmello goes to the outside of the ring and brutally stats assaulting Issac.
Karmello's fists flew wildly, connecting with Isaac's face and body with sickening thuds. The crowd gasped in shock, some screaming for Karmello to stop, while others cheered him on. But Karmello was beyond reason. His rage and anger had consumed him, and he couldn't stop himself from unleashing his fury on Isaac. Isaac's eyes were wide with fear as Karmello's fists rained down on him. He tried to cover his face, but Karmello's blows were relentless.
"You think you can take me down with your little friend by your side?" Karmello sneered, his voice dripping with venom. "You're nothing without Adonis, Isaac. Nothing!"
Karmello's assault continued, with Isaac's body crashing into the ringside barrier, the announcer's table, and finally, the cold, hard floor. Isaac's eyes were wide with fear as Karmello's fists rained down on him. He tried to cover his face, but Karmello's blows were relentless.
"You think you can take me down? You think you can take this tittle aeay from me? Im the A-champ around here. I call the shots." Karmello sneered, his voice dripping with venom.
Karmello's assault continued, with Isaac's body crashing into the ringside barrier, the announcer's table, and finally, the cold, hard floor.
Isaac tried to crawl away, but Karmello was too quick. He dragged Isaac back to his feet, his eyes blazing with fury.
"You only got your boy Adonis to blame for this. None of this would'vehappenedif he just knew his palce." Karmello snarled, his voice low and menacing.
The crowd was on its feet, some cheering Karmello's brutal assault, while others looked on in horror. The referee and security personnel rushed to intervene, but Karmello was unstoppable.
It took a team of six security guards to finally restrain Karmello, dragging him away from Isaac's battered body. As Karmello was led backstage, his chest heaving with exertion, he caught a glimpse of Isaac's broken form.
For a moment, a glimmer of satisfaction flickered in his eyes. Revenge had never tasted so sweet. But as he disappeared into the darkness of the backstage area, the sound of Isaac's pained groans echoed through the arena, a haunting reminder of the destruction Karmello had unleashed.
Karmello stormed into the backstage area, his chest still heaving with exertion. He was met with a mixture of shocked and concerned faces, but he ignored them all.
He spotted a camera crew and strode towards them, his eyes blazing with intensity. "I want to make a statement," he growled, his voice low and menacing.
The camera operator nodded, and Karmello's face appeared on the screen, his eyes burning with fury.
"Adonis Tyson," Karmello spat, his voice dripping with venom. "I know you're watching. And I've got a message for you."
Karmello's smile was cold and calculated. "What I did to Isaac tonight was just the start. You see, Adonis, you and your little friend thought you could take me down. But tonight, I showed you what I'm capable of. I showed him and the fans why I'mthe A-champ around here."
Karmello's eyes seemed to bore into the camera, his gaze intense. "So, Adonis, if you've got the balls to stop me, then I want to see you step up week on WWL NCT Live....You know, Adonis," Karmello sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. "I've been watching you. I've been watching you and Isaac, thinking you're some kind of dynamic duo."
Karmello's laughter was cold and mirthless. "Newsflash, Adonis: you're not even in my league. You and Isaac are just a couple of pathetic wannabes, trying to ride my coattails to the top."
Karmello's smile grew wider, his eyes glinting with malice. "And as for you, Adonis... you're just a joke. A guy who only made it big because booka G called in a few favour's for you. "
Karmello's voice dropped to a menacing growl. "So, come on, Adonis. Come alone. Come and try to stop me. Because when I'm done with you, you'll be nothing but a footnote in the history books."
Karmello's laughter echoed through the arena, the sound sending shivers down the spines of the audience.
The camera operator nodded, and the camera cut off. Karmello's face disappeared from the screen, but the impact of his words lingered.
Adonis who had just witnessed what happened to his new found friend stood there in rage. He couldn't wait for next week, he couldn't wait to get his hands on Karmello Hayze. But, before everything else, He picked up the phone and sent text messages to Issac Scotlyn. Adonis was genuinely concerned about his new friend and wanted to make sure he was okay, but it was ckear that Karmello Hayze had just stepped on the Tigers tail and the beast was awake and angry.
The hours went by fast and it was already Thursday night. The show started to great start and the card went by,now it was time for what everybody came for, it was exactly after the main event.
The lights dimmed, and a hush fell over the crowd. Suddenly, the sound of thunderous drums echoed through the speakers, and the audience erupted into cheers.
Adonis Tyson, the double champion of the Wrestling School Alliance (WSA), emerged from the curtains, his signature confident stride commanding attention. The crowd roared as he made his way to the ring, his eyes fixed intently on the camera.
As he stepped into the ring, Adonis raised his arms, and the crowd exploded into cheers once more. He stood tall, his chest heaving with pride, as he gazed out at the sea of adoring fans.
The music faded, and Adonis's eyes locked onto the camera, his expression turning serious.
"What an honor it is to stand before you tonight, as the first double champion in WSA history," Adonis began, his voice filled with pride. "But tonight, I'm not here to celebrate my achievements. Tonight, I'm here to address a situation that's been weighing heavily on my mind."
Adonis's eyes narrowed, his gaze intensifying. "Karmello Hayze, I've been watching. I've been watching as you brutalized my friend, Isaac 'The Swerver' Scotlyn."
Adonis's eyes blazed with fury. "You think you're a monster, Karmello? You think you're the most feared man in the NCT?"
Adonis's laughter was cold and mirthless. "You're nothing but a coward, Karmello. Your beef is with me so you didn't have to do what you did. You won the match, you could've just walked off, but no. You chose to do what you did to Issac. Those were your actions, well, next week you gon learn that all actions have consequences. "
Adonis's eyes seemed to bore into the camera, his gaze intense. "I'm coming for you, Karmello. I'm coming for you, and I'm going to make you pay for what you did to Isaac."
The crowd erupted into cheers once more, chanting Adonis's name as he stood tall in the ring, his eyes fixed intently on the camera. "I'll see you next week."