Konrad Raab vs. Mystery Opponent

[Konrad Raab]

A surprise awaits Konrad. Chicago, Illinois. Saturday 25th December (Off-Camera)

Already at nine in the morning, both Konrad and Luiza were up from their bed after their cuddling, kiss and touching nights they occasionally have. Last night, they had a German-style Christmas Dinner due to Konrad having his children over to stay at his home for a couple of days. The kids went home with the nanny to spend it with their mum at home in the evening. However, today was a different day. They went to the living room to open their gifts with their presents under a tree. 

The first one was a big present as Luiza gave to Konrad, and he opened it to see it was a helmet for his NASCAR races. Painted with a skull with both his blue and black face paint on the left and his red and black face paint on the right with pieces of ice, blood with iceman from X-Men on it. Konrad nodded his head as he puts it on, fitting the straps around it, fitting perfectly on his head. Konrad took the helmet off. 

Then he picked up a small envelope that he hadn't opened as he gave it to Luiza and she opened it and pulled out tickets, it was for a gig in a few weeks to see Fit For An Autopsy. She hugged Konrad, delivering on his promise he made a few months ago when they were servant and slave to take her to a metal gig.

They opened all kinds of presents relating to what they liked and did in their careers. Konrad then placed a blindfold on Luiza as he held her hand and guided her outside before removing the blindfold to see a skatepark built in their garden. But Luiza puts the blindfold on Konrad with a giggle.

Luiza Doe: "Now you will see one last present I got for you. I'll guide you to it, no peeking."

Konrad nodded his head, not anticipating anything, being guided by Luiza back into the house as they went to the back of their home, taking Konrad downstairs, and Luiza unlocked the door as Konrad walked in with Luiza behind him. When they were inside, there was Minerva. She nodded her head at Luiza and took his blindfold off, and saw Minerva right in front of his eyes. 

Konrad Raab: “You sneaky bitch.”

He pointed Luiza to leave the sex dungeon, and Minerva nodded before closing the door. He suddenly went all over her, kissing with the passion he always had for Minerva. They got very busy with clothing coming off and feeling each other's genitals before they got down and dirty together like the good old days.

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Two hours later.

They had their clothes back on and laid in bed next to each other inside the sex dungeon as Konrad had a massive smile on his face, but he knew he had a lot to talk about with Minerva, as so did she. Konrad sure has been happy with Luiza, but not as happy as he was right now. He couldn't stop staring at Minerva, how lucky he was to be with her. Both of them glaze into each other's eyes, especially the icy look in Minerva's eyes, something Konrad's always been attracted to, feeling their bodies, still out of breath from the time they had together.

Konrad Raab: "You have no idea how long I've been waiting to see you again."

Minerva: "Same here. You'll always be my sexy Schnitzel, my GIMP and part of my life."

Konrad nodded, loving every minute of hearing that, knowing he feared losing Minerva, but they always will be friends and fuck buddies at the same time. Konrad knew simultaneously; he had to let himself go, telling the truth of his situation and how hard he was taking things since Minerva left wrestling.

Konrad Raab: "Everything has gone to pot since you left. I realised I didn't care enough for you, and whenever Chris Cannon returns, I will beat the living shit out of him, despite his cheap tweet stating he wanted to patch things up with you."

Minerva: "I know you feel bad, and you're struggling a lot without me. However, I admired you didn't forget about me, especially in your video with Kim, stating you wanted to do things I used to do. However, this anger, yes, I'm aware you're dishing out pain to others that have hurt you in the past, and I did tell you to do that, but you're going about it the wrong way."

That was hard for Konrad to hear; incredibly, he did not want anyone to forget the legacy of Minerva, the first-ever female wrestler he ever trained. Tears were forming in his eyes, knowing he was doing it wrong. Minerva slapped him, shaking her head on Konrad trying to cry in front of her, which has caused him some weakness in his wrestling.

Minerva: "Come on, Konrad, I know you're outraged, and you still can be; it helps you become more violent and dangerous, but you need to stop blowing everyone off as if they aren't a threat. Also, tone the swearing down. Make your points, achieve the goals you want. Granted, you're not allowing yourself to be a doormat anymore, but you're not focused; you've not even been sleeping."

Konrad Raab: "Because each time I sleep, I dream of my dad, and every single person said I'm becoming him. I don't be..................."

Minerva: "I know your nothing like your dad, but you need to be a lot smarter. I know you're also pissed off at Cian for not telling you who your opponent is but think about it. Beating people viciously is your chance to prove that. Be happy you're getting the opportunity of being a violent and ruthless bastard with everything I've done on top of it. But don't resort to saying things you can't do."

Konrad knows now the threats went too far. Primarily because of the anger he processes, it made him lose complete control of himself. Konrad only had to take advice from Minerva. Minerva was a great friend to Konrad; that was the only person that could give Konrad help and advice. While he told Luiza about this a few weeks ago, he was about to tell Minerva the same thing.

Konrad Raab: “I have bipolar. So all this rage, I can't help myself. Hurting and giving people pain is the only thing that makes me happy. You're right; I'd be glad to prove what a vicious son of a bitch I can be. Unless you or Alistaire comes back, I will never team with anyone else again. I want to be a guy that can destroy everyone on my own without a team or manager to do shit for me."

Minerva: "No, I refuse to come back. Chris Cannon wreaked my fucking life, and I'm still in pain. I cried when I lost Tombstone."

Konrad Raab: "I know, I'll do something about him. How can I make everyone fear me?"

It was good Konrad was asking Minerva questions, knowing he would take every advice he could, the only person Konrad trusted. Dakon doesn't know enough of Konrad's issues in Supreme, more using him to hurt when Konrad vents his anger out on someone, not on his family or Luiza.

Minerva: "By doing the shit you say you'll do without going too far with the insults. I loved seeing you beat Cid and Vihaan on your own. I want to see you do more of that. You've even made your opponents weaker with Katsumi with no longer using fire, stopping Bison's dominance and proved to Kim or Marie they weren't violent to you or crippling you."

Konrad Raab: "I'm beginning to feel that, and whoever this poor bitch or bastard is, I'm going to show the world how dangerous I can be, and this match will signify how serious I am and will be a better wrestler, especially with the advice you've given me."

Minerva: "Oh, you better make your opponents taste their blood and hurt them. You can do it. Make more backstage attacks and show who the dangerous motherfucker is."

Konrad listened very carefully, knowing Minerva had been spot on everything she had said to him. Hopefully, it was taking a massive effect on him, taking notes from the one girl he had enormous respect for and never trashed her once since she left wrestling.

Konrad Raab: "I also need wrestlers not calling me a fucking weak link either. I'm sick of being called that."

Minerva: "You have so much potential to be a much stronger wrestler, and you'll shut up people who call you that in no time because you're not. We still have a lot more to talk about things that can be useful in a deathmatch."

Konrad nodded their head, and that's all they've done all of Christmas Day. Also, the day after it, spending the day how Konrad can be a better and a more violent wrestler on top of his goal of being a PPV title contender and being a lot more like Minerva with his motives. It certainly helped him spend the two days alone with Minerva, even giving Konrad a hypnosis to help him sleep.

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Time to make this match to prove who the violent bastard is. Chicago, Illinois. Wednesday 29th December. (On-Camera)

It's an odd situation for Konrad to be in when it came to the deathmatch. Indeed, he was happy to be in a deathmatch, but Konrad had no idea who he was facing. As usual, the cameras are located in Konrad's abandoned warehouse with the red and black face paint, sitting directly in front of the cameras with blooded windows, collection of skulls around the room and the screams from nowhere, only made him laugh evilly.

Konrad Raab: "I knew Kimberly was full of shit before the match began. I was the real winner because she did nothing on the shit she'd do to me. Look at the stuff I've done on my own since Under Attack. I've attacked Cid and Vihaan successfully, causing Cid to lose the title and caused Vihaan to be injured cos of me. I stopped Katsumi from using fire ever again. I stopped the dominance of Bison by destroying him, even without a win, and I'm the only one to have weakened Kimberly, leading her to team with Marie. See, this is the problem all but Shilo Valiant have. All of you who have managers or being part of a team makes you all pussies."

A snare appears on the reaction of it all. Konrad looks at the paint and the blood-stained windows and walls.

Konrad Raab: "Mystery opponent? That's like the most tired old trope of this business since there is a ninety per cent chance it's someone I know or someone I have beef with. This deathmatch signifies something that I've been meaning to do a lot more of because, in all my years of being a wrestler, I've never been violent and giving someone else pain for the hell I've gone through in and out of wrestling. I've got forty-five years of anger to let out, and it's why I'm explosive with it because I'm out of control."

Konrad took the cap off and drank water before looking directly at the camera again.

Konrad Raab: "So much so that it's given me a fetish for violence and blood. Of course, I'm angry about not knowing who the fuck they are, but does that mean they could be a threat? Yes, but I wouldn't care if you cripple me, cause me to bleed because, after the match with Kim, I want someone to do every ounce of damage on me, causing my head to split open and fucking cripple me."

Konrad licks his lips, looking at the blood around him, feeling already sweaty, mainly from the excitement of the match he has, but also stressful because of lack of who.

Konrad Raab: "I can do anything I damn please without anyone telling me what to do. I still would've been held back if I was a part of The Jerkoffs. I will prove that I never needed those weak link pussies to succeed. I fight anyone any damn day of the week. I want everyone, regardless if you're in a team or have a manager, possibly a manager who wants to face me, to invest in the true power of someone who can be the biggest threat in wrestling without a team or a manager to be a threat. There's nothing I won't do in and out of the ring."

After looking at the blood, thinking of the dripping of his opponents before he pours red paint all over himself, licking a bit of it with his tongue as he laughs once again, hearing the screams.

Konrad Raab: "Nobody has ever been able to stop me from being violent so far, so why would that change? Also, I respect Minerva so much that I will continue to do the stuff nobody has the guts to do. Because being with her, has made me the happiest guy on earth. I loved everything I did with her because it made me realise, why the fuck was I wasting time pleasing people all the time? It got me nowhere with that. I've not had a one-on-one PPV title shot for six years, and I'm sick of waiting for one, so could this match lead me to face Lucas Knight for his title? I fucking hope so because I need the opportunity way more than anyone in this company."

Giving himself to breathe in and out due to the anger he had in himself, knowing he needed to be taken a lot more seriously, which still bothered him. Of course, being off Twitter has turned things right around lately for Konrad to be a lot calmer.

Konrad Raab: "But yes, I'll prove to whoever my opponent might be in this deathmatch because I'm looking forward to taking wrestling by the throat and choking it and the wrestlers themselves not only in wrestling but also by making you all me being dead serious when I want to take this path of a whole new world of violence and pain I'll give to my opponent who again, is hiding from me, afraid to identify themselves, in fear I'd beat their ass so bad that they'll choke against me."

It had been a while since Konrad swore, and it was the advice he was given on Christmas Day to not go over the top with it. He scratched his head until he looked at the blood around him, something Konrad hadn't spoken about and stood up from the chair.

Konrad Raab: "I can do anything I want on my violence that needs to be let out in the ring. The story is I've been waiting for a long damn time to use a weapon by my orders. I want to crack someone's skull and want to crack a bone in someone's body, seeing trickles of blood at first come out before masses of it comes out. I'd even use a weapon to crack a bone as well. Imagine a world where you're on your own and without anybody to help you that you can become dangerous? That's the situation you will see because everyone should want to see this match purely to shut you up, calling me a joke and calling me a weak link. I'm going to destroy all of you for thinking that it is the cause of forty-five years of anger and makes me sick after that. I will show how much blood I sacrifice of this being a start of The Ice Blood's moment to shine."

Konrad paused as he had a drink of water, hearing the screams once again as he poured a bit more paint on himself. He moulds his hands together like he's crafting something. Konrad has a smirk on his face.

Konrad Raab: "I will showcase the world of what The Ice Blood can do because even though it's stated End Of The Year PPV, to me, it's already a beginning of two thousand and twenty-two, a year that I will certainly have will be better than the last two years have been. I will gain improvement, and after ten years since I had my first ever match in wrestling, it will be a cracker. This match will mean a damn lot as a chance for me to showcase all the violent skills I'm capable of doing, and curving someone open with barbed wire, tearing the flesh of their skin is going to be enjoyable. More so, you thick bastards think you can say the shit you want about me, but I will prove how stupid you fucks are."

It was a rough blow, but at the same time, Konrad had never really had opportunities to be in tag teams, and it certainly wasn't going to change his mind.

Konrad Raab: "All of you will be watching to know who will be beating the fuck out of me as a special showcase to know I can and will stand from being crippled and bleeding. Why, you ask? Because I have a high pain tolerance. The goal is simply this, showing you fucks I'll be taken seriously and whether it'll lead for me to get a title shot, but the main importance here is you'll be praying for my opponent not to be severely hurt. Saturday night in front of a live crowd, I will show you everything a certain someone told me to do, and you all will be forced to see a new Ice Blood and one you will fucking hate to the core of your bodies."

One last pause as he pours another empty tin of paint on himself after taking a quick drink to finish off what he had to say.

Konrad Raab: "The mystery opponent is a threat, but I'm bigger because this match is for me to showcase the pain all of you have caused me, and I will dish it all out on a mystery opponent to show you all how ruthless I can be. It won't be by words anymore; it will all by my actions I will deliver without fault. It can turn out to be one dangerous night for my opponent and one for me because my opponent can easily put me in a hospital. Only, I won't because I'm prepared and focused on using all the weapons and everything in my arsenal to beat my opponent and end them. I will be more effective in doing stuff Gio and Xander couldn't do by themselves. That's what will serve a god damn purpose. I will make them bleed so bad that I will make sure to cripple them to tap out because that's the mood I feel. Whoever you are, you will be prepared to be Iceinated by The Ice Blood because it won't be a nice look you'll have the next morning."

Konrad got up from his chair and turned off the camera as it went to black.