Inferno Match against Sean Jackson

[Lord Raab]

Amateur MMA Heavyweight title defence match. Chicago, Illinois. Tuesday 17th November. (Off Camera)

The fights of these Amateur MMA are getting noticed more and more every single day, even to a point where they are considering to take them to the big arenas because it's quickly getting very popular with the fans and it's not just down to the first and only masked MMA fighter in history, it's other fighters as well and of course, the only thing Raab's ever done is just going out there to fight and leave. They knew he wasn't the kind of person who'd pose pictures and doing interviews.

Although it was a different environment to fighting in a bingo hall, it was a small arena with more seats in the stands and a bit more fans attending the show, especially when Lord Raab faces his biggest test to date the MMA organisers thought it was time for Raab to overcome this challenge, a guy who was in the professional MMA ranks for a very long time who was recently bumped down to the amateur ranks because of an injury, Mark James. They are the same weight and size as each other so there wasn't any disadvantages between the two men apart from the experience factor from Mark.

So far, the fight is very competitive as the organiser predicted with the fighters and Raab hasn't been defeated since he lost the tournament and this match more than anything will give Raab the great experience of fighting someone who's been in the professional MMA ranks. Both of them are beaten really badly, bleeding coming out on the octagon mat and there's already some cuts on both of their bodies, more so with Mark who was completely covered with cuts on his face.

It was mainly a kickboxing match between the two fighters so far, using their fists and punches to aim at each other, until Raab gets Mark down with a brilliant throw to the mat as he pounds on him with his brutal, vicious shots as he then got his arm trapped, squeezing very hard as Mark tries to find a way out of the hold, but there was no way out and he didn't tap out, he actually passed out of pain as the referee called the match to be over with Raab having to be pulled from the fighter and he responded well as he stands up and stands in the middle of the octagon to wait for his opponent to get up.

As his opponent does, the coaches of Lord Raab join him along with the referee and the announcer as Raab retained his title without a single fault in the match from either one of the fighters as he was given his title belt and after he was announced the winner, he leaves the octagon and walks backstage into his locker room. Samuel McPherson and Henry Losak follow him as they sat down on the chairs that's provided in the locker room, while Raab gets changed and packs his things together and Henry having a smile on his face speaks.

Henry Losak: “That proves more to me that you are more than ready to hit the professional ranks.”

Lord Raab: “But the guy retired from professional MMA years ago.”

Henry Losak: “We know that, but you still fought with a ton of heart and that man processed anger and you should pat yourself on the back dude.”

Lord Raab: “That anger was aimed straight at Sean Jackson. I mean really, this guy has run his mouth for so long and I keep ignoring the stupid prick because he's not worth a damn. He and this Owens guy can call me out all they want, but it's making him look fucking stupid so far.”

Henry shook his head, seeing Raab almost like showing refusal to fight Sean Jackson for some reason and Henry knew Raab was better than that and while Raab puts on his shirt, Henry speaks as Samuel grants at the .

Henry Losak: “You do realise that you're acting like a coward to turn down a match against him. He's called you it the last few weeks along with Owen's because you haven't responded. I suggest you take the match dude. Just prove to him that his title reign is a joke and prove him that you can beat him once again.”

Lord Raab: “Yeah, I'll think about it. The only reason why he's calling me out is all because I said he wouldn't get another Heavyweight title shot when I was champion since he's been handed title shots without earning them correctly. All because of that fucking reason, not even the win I got over him means anything. Fuck the internet title because that piece of crap doesn't mean shit to me. If he wants to challenge me, I'll select a match of my own, a style where his hatred for me belongs. Me and Samuel wanted to face Guns For Hire for the tag titles, but yet again, it's put on hold, even when we won that tag team match. It's bullshit like what has The Bodies team done to get those title shots?”

Henry Losak: “Yeah, it is a stupid reason why to give you revenge along with siding with Drake Green over for that reason as well. He really isn't proving to be a Mental Rapist at all, especially getting Owens to address shit for him. I agree that you and Samuel should've got the tag title shots before those bodies team, especially that tag win you got over them. Ridiculous. Come on, lets get to our apartment homes and get some sleep.”

Henry waited outside of the locker room as Samuel went to hug Raab to calm him down a little bit since they are getting married in a month's time and they were getting closer as a couple they are and they give themselves a snog that they haven't done in a long time and Raab places the Amateur MMA title in the bag and zips it up before he and Samuel leave the locker room together and walk straight out of the arena to head on to the hired apartment Henry hired for both Samuel and Raab to stay in.

As Henry goes on back to his hotel room, Samuel and Raab enter in their hired apartment and closed the doors behind them as they sat down together, looking at each other and Raab thinks about the not enough time they've had together as he addresses it to Samuel.

Lord Raab: “Sam, I realised that we haven't really had any us time together outside of wrestling that is. I mean we are getting married next month and yet, we haven't really gone through to buy suits or even the speech I have to do for you. We need to get things in order before our big day. That is all my fault and I'm sorry for that.”

Raab looks distraught on putting his relationship with Samuel to a standstill because of being so busy lately and Samuel decides to have his arm around Raab and rubs him on the back and kisses his cheek. He had his hand down his trousers and plays with himself and Raab sits up and sees what Samuel is doing and it reminded him of something as he speaks.

Lord Raab: “Yeah, I know what you are doing there and yeah, we haven't even made love for many months and since we got the time to do that today, we can and we are gonna make this good.”

Samuel took his hand out of his trousers and both Raab and Samuel stand up from the sofa and they go into the bedroom with the doors closed as you have no idea what they are doing from outside of the door and then at five am in the morning, it went completely silent as you hear both men snoring in bed together.

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Inferno match practice. Las Vegas, Nevada. Wednesday 2nd December.

There's a time and a place where people go in a gym to train, but some people didn't need to go in a gym and pay for membership fees because some have their own gym facilities at home, but who had a gym facility that has not only gym equipment, but also a wrestling ring and an octagon inside and lately, Raab's spending far too much time in the octagon to fight, but now he's getting back into the wrestling ring for the first time since the tag match against Guns For Hire. There's flames coming out the side of the ring as Raab already loves the environment he's in with lots of fire surrounding him and his opponent.

The guy that Raab's training with had special cream to place on his body to prevent him from burning badly while Raab goes at it alone without any sort of equipment because he's used to feeling burns and pains from what he's gone through in the past. Samuel was also in the gym training with his stamina, but the most important thing is the inferno flames all over the ring and Raab beats the living hell out of the guy with no fight left in him as he piledrives Franklin right on the mat. Franklin is afraid of the flames around him, but nobody else offered to fight Raab in this situation.

He does a multiple of German suplexes to the guy, leaving him barely any room to breathe to be able to defend himself because he's that afraid and Raab smirks at the guy, even laughing at him as it reminded him of someone that's close to him.

Lord Raab: “Stop being like my pathetic brother and have some fight for god's sake.”

Franklin refuses to fight and there's noway out of the match other than being thrown out and he manages to punch and kick Raab Martial Arts style since he's both a wrestling and an MMA trainer and Raab applauds him for attempting to attack him, but it was no use as Raab does his The Killerpin on Franklin and then he does The Killerbuster before he has no problems lifting Franklin up who's shaking like anything and then places him down on the flames as he runs around like crazy as since it was raining outside, he ran out there and rolled around in a puddle to cool himself off.

Raab held his hands up as the winner of the practice match as he waited for Henry to come in and turn the flames off. He takes a seat in the ring and does a few press ups in the ring as he closes his eyes while he's doing them, embracing the fire he feels on his body, even if they are nowhere near him and Franklin comes back to ringside with a few burns on his body just from the fire itself. A few minutes later, Henry steps into the gym to see how they are doing, only he saw Raab being left in the ring as Henry knew he had finished wrestling and turned the flames off with the wire and sees Franklin being burned from the flames as it meant that Raab could get out of the ring and walk over to Henry as he speaks as they sit down to have a drink.

Lord Raab: “Is there any reason why I have to fucking fight Sean Jackson?”

Henry Losak: “It's because of what I said to you a few days ago on him calling you out for a match over something stupid about you saying he wouldn't get another Heavyweight title shot when you was champion.”

Lord Raab: “No, I get that part, I meant why the fuck is his fucking title on the line? I mean come on, do I look like someone who goes on the fucking internet? Do I look like someone who has an twitter account and talk so much shit behind people's backs?”

Henry Losak: “Admittedly yes, it is a stupid title that makes no sense, but you did say the matches on the internet are streamed online and that's what the title signifies actually which you are right in that aspect of things. You got to realise at times, we all get things we don't want and have to work through it. You don't even realise that in you're case, it's a lot more than winning that Internet title.”

Raab looked at him with a very strict stern look at his face, knowing all of this already, but he didn't know the facts of his SCW career already taking to a very quick shine and of course Raab doesn't look at that fact and he asks Henry after drinking his urine and blood in the bottle.

Lord Raab: “Yes, of course the match means a lot more than that worthless title. I'm not stupid Henry, but I have no fucking idea what point you're getting at.”

Henry Losak: “I know you wanted a non title match against Sean, but do you really know why you was given the shot for the title? It's because within a year of being in SCW, if you win the title, you'd only be a step closer away to being a Grand slam champion in SCW.”

Before Raab could speak, Henry holds his hand up to Raab's face and speaks.

Henry Losak: “That's what you have to realise. Nobody would achieve winning three titles this quickly in their career, not even Sean Jackson. I know you aren't fond of things being handed to you as you'd rather earn them, but this is something special and you just have to care about the title, whether you want to win the SCW Internet title or not. Now, does that explain enough detail?”

Lord Raab: “Oh, so that's their plan to get me to be one of the few people asides from Kain to hold all the singles titles? OK, that gives me a reason to care now. Sean is such a shit champion, honest to god because he barely defends the belt like he has no pride on defending the belt. He has no pride on even wanting to fight. All he does is calling me out and I wanted to get in his head by not responding.”

Henry Losak: “That wasn't a bad idea to do that actually because it only got him more mad than he ever did before. He was calling you out, something a challenger should've done, but nobody had the balls to stand up to Sean Jackson.”

Raab laughed as he thought Sean Jackson was someone that nobody was afraid of in the ring and he takes a few moments to laugh really hard and loud to even think people are scared of Sean Jackson and he speaks.

Lord Raab: “All these people who are scared of Jackson are pathetic. The guy is nothing to be afraid of, considering he tries to twist people's minds, only it didn't even work with me and it was only when he was being an annoying fucking pest that I had to respond to him, like I'd ever turn down a challenge towards someone. If anything, he and his manager are showing more fear than I have towards him. He's gonna be so fucked up when I'm done with him Henry, he's not gonna realise what a mistake he made by calling me out for a match. He'll be in a whole world of hurt and pain.”

Henry Losak: “Oh yeah and he doesn't realise that it's coming sooner rather than later. I think you both need to rest and spend time together as I know you both haven't and it's a real shame because you two really do love each other and it's about time you need to spend time with Samuel. You just need to just for rest of tonight then we get back to doing training throughout the week.”

Henry rushes over to Samuel and taps him on the shoulder and he speaks.

Henry Losak: “I think we can stop there for today. Good job, now you and Raab are gonna spend time together tonight and make yourselves comfortable to rest up and I'll see you boys tomorrow for training.”

Samuel McPherson: “Yaarrp.”

Samuel turns off the treadmill machine and he walks over to Raab who looks a little down, more that he was causing to neglect his relationship with Samuel since they haven't spent much time together at all, except the time they were in Chicago, Illinois as Henry leaves the gym to go and get some office work done, while Samuel and Raab are alone in the gym and they walk out of the gym and close the door behind them as they open their apartment door and they close it which is the last you see of Samuel and Raab together.

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Beating a punk ass coward ustream.com shoot.

“You know, it's been a while I've had to laugh so hard on how pathetic this Internet champion is trying to challenge me for a match. It's sad that I eventually got in his head, proving to the world that he's not the rapist he claims to be. I'm sorry, but I will never ever respect that cunt and yes, he's beaten Drake Green before, but the fact is only because Drake wasn't one hundred percent which in my mind is fucking pathetic. Sean Jackson, you are nothing more than a worthless piece of shit wrestler and yeah you are the internet champion, but come on, who brags winning that stupid belt and I didn't even want the damn thing.

I wanted to face you without the title on the line because of the lack of interest I have in winning the Internet title, but Henry told me a fact of the reason why somehow I've been placed in this match which I'll explain about later on. You moan and cry about me failing, but you couldn't fucking beat Kain for the Heavyweight title. In fact, you're title reign was cut short as well so yeah, that's when I knew at that point that you're win against Drake Green wasn't an real fucking win you delusional prick.

You haven't tried to torture Samuel or Goth to get in my fucking head have you? I've beaten you at you're own game and plus Mr Owen's, I only attend SCW Climax Control if I have a wrestling match because I don't make appearances if I'm not scheduled to wrestle. That would make me an attention seeker which Sean Jackson is. In fact, I'm pissed off I haven't been placed in more matches since I lost the title and I don't care to shit about Mark Ward. No I don't socialise or even chat with him.

Funny thing is you and Owen's have been calling me a coward just for not responding, but I do wrestle in other promotions and I fight in Amateur MMA company as well, yet you end up calling me out when I'm not even there? That's being a coward and you of all people don't deserve to be champion if you weren't willing to defend the title against Kris just because you wanted me. I never ran away from any fight Sean, it's simply because I was focused on getting me and Samuel a shot of the tag titles, titles I actually wanted to go for and win, not you're plastic trophy. There's a reason why I requested an Inferno match and it's because there's anger heat we have for each other which fits perfectly. I done the video to accept the match just so you'd shut the fuck up, even if you are a waste of fucking time when actually the guy you won the belt from should be in this position, not me.

Listen you two delusional fucks, I never asked or demanded to face Drake Green or even for the Heavyweight title which is something Sean always does all the time, especially that cheap win over Gabriel with cashing in the contract to win a title. How easy it is to cash the briefcase in after Gabriel defended his title, only to win when Gabriel wasn't one hundred percent? That's the problem Sean is you beat people when they are weak. That's not being a monster or a rapist, it just means you can't beat people when they don't have a single injury to them.

I've beaten everyone I faced for their titles first time around every time, something you've never achieved when you received a Roulette title match and I didn't ask or demand title shots unlike a fucking bitch like yourself. I earned them and I defeated Kain in a non title match in order to earn the Heavyweight title shot. A win is a win regardless if Synn came out to interrupt the match with us, Samuel wouldn't dare to help me win and he knows he'd get the shit kicked out of him because I can win matches on my own as it's proven before so get that rubbish out of you're delusional head. Winning the same title twice is not an accomplishment compared to winning two different titles under a year of being here and already within a year, I could win another one.

Ich wollte werden Sie rufen für ein Spiel, aber es scheint, als wäre ich ein Champion und Sie ein Anwärter für mich sind, aber ich kann sie für Sie nicht rufen nicht die Schuld, erwägen Leute irgendwie Angst vor dir , aber Sie werden nichts zu befürchten. Sie sind Mental Rapist Name ist eine verdammte Witz. Das ist lediglich nur eine Spielerei und die noch umhergeht, behauptet, dass? Wie sieht es mit Ziehen in den Arsch bis zum Ring, um die Scheiße aus ihnen zu schlagen, bis sie das Spiel gegen Sie kämpfen zu akzeptieren?

Das ist, was Sie tun, um die Menschen, um eine Übereinstimmung mit Ihnen zu akzeptieren, nicht tun, Anfahrten und beschimpfte mich unter der verdammte Sonne, wenn ich nicht da bin. Sehen Sie, ich bin nicht die Mühe gemacht, wenn ich gewinne das Internet Titel, weil dieses Spiel ist mehr als die Titel, Es geht um den Hass und den Grund, warum Sie mich in erster Linie wollte, ist, weil ich sagte, Sie waren nicht immer mehr Schwergewicht Titel Schüsse, und ich sagte, dass nicht, weil ich Angst vor dir, das ist, was dicke Leute denken, es ist, weil du es nicht verdient haben und weil Sie übergeben worden ist Schwergewichts-Titel Schüsse das ganze Jahr über und für die Sie über das Gewinnen prahlen der Mann des Jahres und Wrestler of the Year Awards?

Das ist nur, weil der Kämpfe Sie durch mit vielen Menschen waren, nicht wegen der du bist Scheiße Leistungen in der Gesellschaft, die nicht, weil du so groß eines Ringers, aber wegen der du bist Schlachten, die du Mehrheit verlieren die Zeit. Ich kann mich nicht ficken Warteherunter du verdammt bist Mund, weil Sie eine Scheiße Fleck SCW und der nervigste Wrestler zu diesem Kader sind. Ich Stadion eingefordert, zu beweisen, dass ich kann in jeder Art von Spiel Situation in der Welt des Feuers zu gewinnen. Ich werde nicht Creme bekommen alle über mich, weil ich in gehen und leiden Verbrennungen, weil ich mich in Brand viele Male zuvor in meiner Karriere gelegt.

Lustiger Ich habe nicht ein Inferno Match während meiner Wrestling-Karriere. Gehen Sie nach rechts weiter und Riss meinen Schädel geöffnet, weil es nichts für mich zu tun. Ich liebe es, Schmerz zu empfinden, weil es ist, was ich lebe und Hölle, können Sie an dieser Narbe am Hals als ein großes Vergnügen, jemand sucht an anderer Stelle zum ersten Mal gezwungen, mich im Krankenhaus. Niemand sonst hat das getan, und ich glaube nicht, jemals, jemals wieder in einem eingegeben werden soll. Ja, Sie gewann gegen Despayre, aber wieder, die ihn nicht in einem Spiel abgesehen von Kris geschlagen hat? Yep genau nichts beeindruckende überhaupt.

>>>>>>Subtitle captions on ustream.com>>>>>> I'm meant to be calling you out for a match, but it seems like I'm a champion and you are a contender to me, but I can't blame them for not calling you out, considering people are somehow afraid of you, but you are nothing to fear. You're Mental Rapist name is a complete fucking joke . That's purely just a gimmick and who even goes around claiming that? What about dragging their ass down to ring to beat the shit out of them until they accept the match to wrestle against you?

That's what you do to get people to accept a match with you, not doing call outs and calling me names under the fucking sun when I'm not there. See, I'm not bothered if I win the Internet title because this match is more than the title, It's about the hatred and the reason why you wanted me in the first place is all because I said you weren't getting any more Heavyweight title shots and I said that not because I'm afraid of you, that's what thick people think, it's because you haven't earned it and because you've been handed Heavyweight title shots all year round and as for you to brag about winning the man of the year and Wrestler Of The Year awards?

That's only because of the battles you've been through with many people, not because of you're shit achievements in the company, not because you're that great of a wrestler, but because of you're battles which you lose majority of the time. I can't fucking wait to shut you're fucking mouth up because you are a shit stain to SCW and the most annoying wrestler on this roster. I requested this match to prove that I can win in any type of match situation inside the world of fire. I won't get cream all over me because I will go in and suffer burns because I've placed myself in fire many times before in my career.

Funny I haven't had an inferno match throughout my wrestling career. Go right ahead and crack my skull open because it won't do anything to me. I love feeling pain because it's what I live for and hell, you can look at this scar on my throat as a great pleasure of someone elsewhere for the first time forced me in hospital. Nobody else has done that and I don't ever want to enter in one ever again. Yeah you won against Despayre, but again who hasn't beaten him in a match apart from Kris? Yep exactly nothing impressive at all.

There's absolutely nothing you can do when it comes to torturing Samuel and Goth because they can defend for themselves, but they'll be something I can do with that stupid bitch wife you have if I wanted to, but nope, I don't lower myself to that level when I can beat the living shit out of you before burning you're body to pieces. You will suffer from a lot of burns which you've never witnessed before which takes a man to withstand burns being permanent on their bodies. This hatred is for real and sad thing is there's not enough hatred for people any more because people want to be bitches to give out respect.

I don't give out respect unless they've earned it and you haven't earned a damn thing, especially you're the biggest pretender of a monster there is. I don't need to beat people who aren't in wrestling to get my point across of being a monster, beat the shit out of real wrestlers that makes them a monster, not pussy ass monsters who beat on the weak because you can't compete with real wrestlers on you're level to play with. I'm the real fucking monster here and you've had more losses than me since I've been here. The only current members of the SCW roster I've lost to are Andrew Watts, Goth and Drake Green. Everyone else I've had in front of me, beaten them, some of them more than once and you've not even faced Goth or Andrew yet.

Nobody is impressed with you're achievements and most of all, nobody takes you seriously as a monster because you aren't one. If you was, you'd be winning matches more often than you currently do. I did say earlier on that Henry gave me a reason to be interested or I should be in his eyes because I could be the quickest wrestler ever to hold three titles in a year I've been here, being one step closer away of being a Grand Slam Champion, something you are far away from.

So yes Sean, I've won the Roulette title and the Heavyweight title and I only have that belt and the tag titles to win to achieve doing so. I'd preferred to go for the tag titles and win with Samuel over that tin belt you hold, but it is what it is and if I win, the internet name along with the design will be changed because I'm not a hypocrite to claim myself as the internet guy. I'm far from it and if that's the passion and thrive I get from what Henry said, so be it. I thrive off being fucking violent and smashing you're fucking thick head on the turnbuckle non fucking stop along with bringing a steel chair to the ring and smashing you the fuck out of it until you're brain scramble like eggs.

Bring on the blood and the brutality of this fight Sean because you won't even fucking last when you step toe to toe with this Masked German Monster and I'll prove to the world that my win over you was not a fluke and making you a cripple man who won't be fucking walking where I'd place you're weak body in flames, hell I'd even attempt to burn you're fucking tongue and mouth so you'd not be able to speak for months. I'm leaving things here for now until next week that is and I expect you to speak on the things I've said about you and you're nickname being a fake.”

[Lord Raab]

Getting thrown in an inferno fire. Las Vegas, Nevada. Tuesday 8th December.

Flames sparking out from the side of the ring as there's another Inferno practice match taking place, but with a different opponent. He had another Amateur MMA fight coming up tomorrow and knew he had to do some MMA training as well, but practising for the Inferno match for the Internet title was far more important as the gym warmth is very hot, even practising the with the lights off to make the room even more of the flames.

It felt very real as the sweat comes down from both the trainer and Raab on the mat along with a lot of blood being spilt in the ring itself as Raab laughed, knowing there's nothing to be afraid of with the flames around him as he slams the trainer down on the mat with a chokeslam powerbomb on the opponent down on the mat and lays in some punches to the man, leaving him to lay in some punches as another way of practising his MMA skills he has to do in his other title defence coming up as well.

Raab picks the opponent up, but the opponent catches him and uses a jumping DDT manoeuvre that was perfectly down as Raab smiles, feeling that the opponent can be a challenge and he certainly was to Raab as he gets him locked in a choke hold to make Raab feeling very weak, not being able to move for a few minutes before the opponent does what the whole world wants Sean Jackson to do, attempt to throw Raab into the flames as he runs and throws Raab straight onto the flames, feeling the heat of the burns on his body being burnt very badly.

Raab smiles as he doesn't shake even a bit from the flames and it took the trainers to get the fire hose out to get the fire off from Raab, but that's Raab got angry as he beats the hell out of the people in the gym just for putting the fire out on Raab and leaves them for dead as he shakes it off before he goes into the octagon to do some punches and kicks training and Henry comes in to see that the people are knocked out on the floor with a fire hose as Henry shakes his head, but he stands from the octagon and sees Raab training.

Raab still hasn't Henry in the gym because he's doing MMA training since he has a title defence against a guy who he almost lost to a few weeks ago tomorrow night, Michael Williams. Henry was very mad at what Raab did with the men that are laid out, but he decides to wait for Raab to finish up as two hours later, he did as he walked out of the octagon with the people he knocked down already gone and Henry speaks to him.

Henry Losak: “Why did you beat those guys down on the floor?”

Lord Raab: “Because they were removing me feeling burns and pains in my body.”

Henry Losak: “Do you know how reckless you are at times when you don't know how much damage you're body goes through? One of these days, you are gonna kill yourself being in dangerous situations. I know you aren't a normal human being, but you do need to realise they were doing that just so you wouldn't get killed and set the place on fire.”

Raab enjoyed the last few seconds of the fire burning on his body, letting the world know it doesn't hurt at all. It's something Henry is concerned about and knew at some point, Raab would be forced in hospital. Raab goes to take a seat in the benches area, taking a few drinks like he doesn't give a damn about anything Henry said and would rather die with burns since Raab knew he'd die doing something he loved. He drinks more of his urine and blood drink and Henry sees Raab not paying any attention as he speaks.

Henry Losak: “You don't care, do you?”

Lord Raab: “Why should I? I love being in pain and what they did was trying to stop me from feeling it. You don't understand how much I actually liked being burnt from the flames.”

Someone: “Not like the pain on being unable to see properly with my right eye, right?”

The man known as Goth came in and sees Raab having a torn piece of clothing off from him due to being placed in the fire to feel the experience before he wrestles Sean Jackson tomorrow night and Goth takes a seat near Raab and heard what Henry is saying and Raab as well as Goth speaks again.

Goth: “You have no idea how lucky you are that you can see perfectly with both eyes. I feel you need to listen to Henry. We don't really know if you have any problems since you refuse to go and there's times where if things bother you so much you have to see a specialist with special things. I mean I had to because my wife kept forc..................................”

Lord Raab: “Exactly, you're wife forced you after you complained to her about you're headaches that I get every single day and blurry eye sight. Fact is I don't complain to Henry or Samuel about the emotional and psychical pain I go through because I don't need to. I don't need to protect Samuel from being hurt because he can deal with it himself. See, I don't care about having body problems and dealing with pain is exactly what I can handle.”

Henry knows the truth about Raab passing out a lot lately due to refusing to get any signs of rest and wanting to be a workhorse all the time and of course, Henry knew it's a huge concern and even though Raab was a hypocrite the other day on stopping Goth from doing hard work, it doesn't look like it bothered him and he speaks.

Henry Losak: “Like passing out has nothing to do with it Markus? Yes you get 6 hours rest a day, but that's not enough. I know you want to wrestle and fight all the time and you get bored from resting, but you're body needs to. Do you ever see Samuel passing out? Do you ever see Goth passing out? No because they take rests for a whole day and it's gonna kill you more with this match with Sean Jackson.”

Lord Raab: “Wanting to destroy Sean Jackson to a point of almost killing him is exactly what I have in mind to do. Sean Jackson prances around too much thinking he's this mental rapist when he's SCW's joke. I can't believe people fear this guy and him being a threat when he's done nothing for me to be afraid of him. Not even close. No wrestler should be afraid of this weakling who tortures the weak of them not being able to defend themselves.”

Goth: “I agree, it is low for him to use teddy bears and people's girlfriends or wives to get the locker room to be afraid of Sean along with forcing his opponents to accept matches with him and he hasn't with you because he knows you wouldn't be mad if Sean beats on Samuel, me or even Henry. I say you got him where you want him Markus. You got in his head by not responding for a few weeks and you only responded to show Sean you aren't a coward.”

Raab nods because it's true and like he'd turn down a match against anybody in SCW because he wasn't like other people who force themselves to torture people who have no fight in them and he smiles that it was only to call Raab out for a match that got Sean what he wanted. Raab speaks.

Lord Raab: “You hear the bullshit about Samuel supposing to be concerned for me just because we are going out? I'm gonna teach him a thing or two that Samuel doesn't give a damn about me being hurt all the time. He almost feels the pain every single day. Sean is fucking stupid and it's gonna cost him and what has Samuel got to do with our match anyway? Sad thing is it's the only thing he has to say because there's nobody else to target since he's so fucking scared. I got plans to change that ridden name if I win the title because I don't want to be an inte.....................”

Henry Losak: “But you're already an internet star from you're Amateur MMA fights and wrestling matches. I know what you mean on the social media side of things, but how many times do I have to say it's named that because of the matches of SCW being streamed over the internet?”

Goth: “Yeah that's all what the name means Markus. I don't like twitter myself because it's full of cowards who talk crap to people even when we aren't on there, but you renaming the title would be something different for sure when you take that Internet title from him.”

Lord Raab: “Yes of course Henry, I'm not talking about my matches being shown on the internet, but there's gonna be changes when I defeat Sean Jackson for the second time and he's stuck to think of things to do to get in my head. It's funny he doesn't mention you and Henry though, making himself stupid. I'm gonna go out and win that match and little does he know what I have in store for that pathetic man.”

Henry and Goth nod as Samuel wasn't in the gym because he's resting for the day and it was something Raab lacks doing a lot and it's something Henry had to talk to Goth about on having Raab getting out of the gym and do things socially which Samuel craved for all the time and Henry speaks.

Henry Losak: “You continue MMA training for the day and you train for two more hours before you get some rest in you're apartment. I want to chat to you privately Goth about something you have to know about Raab.”

Raab goes back in the octagon to do some training as Henry takes out the plug along with turning the flames off just so the man that Raab was training with can leave the ring before Henry and Goth go outside together for a one on one talk and he addresses something Goth needs to know and he felt ashamed that Raab couldn't be with Goth on their own without Henry or Samuel around as he speaks as the close the gym doors behind them and stand outside the fighting arena that's not used any more.

Henry Losak: “I'm very sorry you and Raab haven't socialised together and that's because he's scared of people outside the ring and the octagon. He's not like that and Samuel loves going out to socialise, but Raab prefers Samuel not to which is very damaging to their relationship. It's a shame Markus hasn't seen you're wife.”

Goth: “I figured he was afraid of going out to socialise because he seems to never leave that gym. Is he afraid of talking to women or something cos he doesn't seem to mention about my wife?”

Henry Losak: “Yeah, he is afraid of them, along with hating women and that's down to his very bad past with them, more to do with being raped in the past. He gets extra aggressive with women and that's why I have to keep him away from Sapphire when I'm with you both. He doesn't know how to talk to women and I've tried to get him to do so, only he ends up beating them very violently and viciously almost to a point of a woman not being able to move, man processed literally almost killed her and he would've done if I didn't stop.”

Goth: “Wow, I have no idea that he would even be raped by one. I feel bad.”

Goth now knows the reason why Raab gets so angry when he comes across Sean Jackson, even not talking to Sapphira and Henry pats him on his shoulder and speaks as it's getting a bit cold in Las Vegas, but things needed to be in the open.

Henry Losak: “Don't feel bad because of having a wife. I'm happy you do and that's what matters. He's also hugely against the nickname the mental rapist what Sean uses that's also made him feel like he has to push himself in the gym. He hates rapists in general hence another reason why he put the inferno match in place cos he feels burning a rapist would end his pain and torture of what he feels everyday.”

Goth: “Can't say I blame him. I had no idea because he doesn't mention or talk about it with me.”

Henry Losak: “He wouldn't and doesn't even talk to me at times about it. He really really wants to hurt Sean, more than ever before because of it. I'll let you get home to Sapphira and we'll talk more later in the week as Raab has to travel to Canada tomorrow for his fight against Michael Williams. You know you can talk to me about anything if you're eye bothers you or anything in general. I won't tell anybody.”

Goth nods as he feels quite content that he knew that Raab did have his fears that he didn't show because of being weak as he gets into his car to get himself home as Henry goes back into his very large office to get some paperwork done, regarding Raab's amateur MMA career as he's had a lot of deals of Raab going as a professional MMA fighter, but him wrestling is holding him back from being a pro MMA fighter. He has to reject them due to his wrestling commitments.

Henry phoned up the trainers to see if Raab went to his apartment to get some rest and they answered as to yes, but did an extra hour training which Henry shook his head, but at least Raab went back to his apartment to rest as Henry got up from his desk at one in the morning as he decides to get into his own office bedroom to get some sleep himself.

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Sean Jackson dolls to burn. Montreal, Canada. Friday 11th November.

Strangely, Raab actually wanted to get out and do something rather than speaking about a match via internet streaming, although Henry was there with the camera, it's something Raab hasn't done for a very long time and he hated going out of his gym, but he fought Michael Williams last night and still retained his amateur MMA title from him, even with a very tough fight he had, it was now time to get back to talking about wrestling. They are in a local park late at night with two hundred Sean Jackson dolls planted all around the fields, feeling really good about what he's going to do, especially when it involved a very large gun known as a flamethrower as he held it in his arms, knowing what Sean Jackson has done as he begins to speak.

Lord Raab: “Who thought of the idea of being here late at night with these ugly looking dolls of Sean Jackson? Seems to be pretty ugly to me and a worthless wrestler while at it as well. Anyway I listen to him and I just laugh because he acts out like he's the greatest wrestler in SCW. Um, that's where he's wrong you see because if he's so good and a threat, how come he isn't SCW World Champion? Oops my bad that you lost to someone that was no competition when I defeated Kain cleanly and was pretty much earned as well, something you never did to win a chance to face against the champion. We know you lack the skills in the ring, but hey, can't say you are that good because you aren't.”

Raab makes sure that there's enough flame oil in the flamethrower which there was as he tests it on the grass first of all to see if it's working. He pulls on the trigger and blasts it on a patch of grass where the flame was surrounding all around Raab as he sat down with Henry standing farther back than before as he speaks again.

Lord Raab: “You really are a pathetic man to hate on Samuel when he's not even apart of the match, but it's OK because we know you're stupid games and sad thing is it doesn't phase me when you speak about him because Samuel knows I wouldn't care if he got attacked or any of my crew for that matter, but you would care so much if you're slutty wife would get burnt in a fire. That shows right there that you are fucking weak and Samuel knows I can handle myself out there and he's not relevant in this match because he has nothing to do with anything I've said about you, you piece of worthless scum. You are officially fucking stupid and delusional if you think I'll scream about you hurting Samuel. Go for it and see how much I fucking care because I don't.”

Raab couldn't care if he was attacked before Samuel's matches against people, let alone the other way around as he starts to unleash the flamethrower on the Sean Jackson dolls that are planted on the crosses and he lets the fire out of the flamethrower some of the Sean Jackson dolls that are all around him and stops for a bit as they cripple away very quickly as he speaks again.

Lord Raab: “You have no idea why I picked this match do you? I forgot to say that it's not just because of the hatred we have for each other. It's also because you are without a shadow of a doubt the biggest piece of fucking shit this roster has ever got. Do you know how much it makes me sick that we have a fucking rapist running around here? It makes you fucking stupid and you are like the rest of the rapists around this fucking world and this I feel should be the end of rapists that should be killed with fire planted to their fucking heads. Of course I've had problems with them ever since I was younger with my dumb ass brother.

I will make you taste you're own blood because you are a joke and mean nothing to this company. I mean sure you won two world titles, but that's all down to you being handed to them and all down to them being too weak to fight you back without them being one hundred percent. Have you ever made someone quit the company for them to never come back or even show their face ever again? No you haven't because Drake Green came back thanks to Christian signing that useless piece of shit who brags about bringing his dysfunctional company back when it died two years ago.”

Raab grits his teeth and goes a little crazy on burning some more of the dolls in his way and sees majority of them melting away into pieces and he smiles, enjoying the hell Sean in his mind is going through and there's thirty odd dolls so far that are burnt and melted as he speaks again.

Lord Raab: “What do you mean hand the advantage to you ? You challenged me which is not what title holders are supposed to do, but it's OK because nobody gives a fucking damn about that shit title or even you as a wrestler because you really aren't anything to be afraid of, especially you pray on people who have nothing to do with the match, only you can't do that with me because it wouldn't make me scared at all because I'd just be laughing at how weak you are as a man. If you was a man, you'd had enough balls to attack me, but so far, you've done jack shit other than calling me out.

I know you're gonna talk about how I should be at the arenas to show my face when I'm not wrestling against anybody, but why should I have to when I'm only there to wrestle, not to accept fucking call outs like I did at home and I've been keeping quiet because I want to say everything right here on camera so the world can hear me speak the amount of bullshit that you have. Wow, I'm so impressed you've injured people, but not really because I was playing mind games of my own on not responding to you and it was funny how I made you so mad when I didn't accept for you to call me a coward when calling me out when I'm not at the arena is what cowards do.”

Raab continues to make all the dolls melt around him with the flamethrower, showing no mercy of the fact he wanted to man process kill all the rapists around him, even the dolls since that name is officially a curse to Markus as he feels very cold that doesn't worry him a bit, feeling dark and cold is exactly what Markus wanted in his life and he speaks again after burning fifty dolls now to feel the power of the flames.

Lord Raab: “You thought if I picked this match to make you quiver you're feet up. I know you wouldn't be scared Sean, but it sounded like it because you wouldn't mention it otherwise, but I know you're fear of heights which is funny that I could've made it an inferno ladder match. I mean we are in the wrestling business and you fear heights. That puts me in an advantage of planting you're ass down on the mat with a piledriver, seeing you shit yourself in front of you're rotten wife as well. Oops, I went really low didn't I? Who could blame me since you like to talk about irrelevant people, but you know, I hate women more than anything else in the world and I'd have no problems burning you're wife to pieces in that inferno match.

Oh which reminds me to show you another thing I have here and that's a Vanessa doll. Oh dear, I cross the line. What you gonna do Sean? Protect you're wife and say leave her alone when I'll tie her around a chair to watch her husband burn to tiny pieces of burns? HAHAHA, that's exactly what I'd do and I'd even burn that title you wear as well because the internet title is not what I want to win, but I have changes for the name of the title at least to make it more important than the title already is. Here we go to rot the disgusting doll of you're wife Vanessa which you'll be saying goodbye to right here and now.”

Raab presses the trigger and burns the Vanessa doll and holds it for a very long while, feeling the power of the inferno flames as he places the flamethrower on the grass again as he sits himself in the middle of the flames, having no effect of being afraid or scared of them as he smirks at the other thing Sean said to him about screaming from the burns as he continues to speak about it.

Lord Raab: “Sie haben keine Ahnung, wie gut ich mit Schmerzen umzugehen, darunter die Verbrennungen ich bekommen bei mir sind Sie Sean? Ich glaube nicht, wegen des Seins vor Schmerzen schreien, schreie ich, weil ich sie umarmen und treten dem lebenden Scheiße aus Ihnen ein Beispiel. Wenn ich verbrannt Sean bekam, habe ich sicherlich nicht in einem Krankenhaus oder irgendetwas mit der Verbrennungen Einheit immer so wieder gehen, weil ich mit ihnen leben, richtig zu nächsten Tatsachen sind, und es gibt einen Grund, warum Drake Grün hat mich weitergeben , weil ich spürte keinen Schmerz und ich habe nicht für einen Rückkampf zu jagen, weil ich größere Dinge in meinem Kopf, wie die Erfassung der Tag-Team-Titel mit Samuel.

Aber ich musste, dass auf Eis, weil der Umgang mit einer Drecksack, dass jeder fühlt, er ist eine Bedrohung, wenn ich viel eher eine Bedrohung als Sie, weil Sie nicht mit Schmerzen umzugehen kannst. Sie haben keine Narben oder Schmerzen am ganzen Körper, so dass Sie, was Verbrennungen lernte den Schmerz hinzuzufügen sind bekam? Nichts, das ist was, und ich liebe Schmerzen. Es ist OK, Sean, weil wir wissen, wie viel Sie hasse es, zu verletzen und wie viel Sie möchten eine Pussy, wenn Sie sein werde schreien für Sie das Leben sind. Weißt du, das inferno Kugeln Ich lasse Sie mit diesem Flammenwerfer ist genau wie, was passieren wird, wenn Sie brennen in Stücke, und ich habe nicht bekommen, über den Papierkorb Titel sprechen, denn das Spiel ist wichtiger als diese Scheiße Titel."

>>>>>>Subtitle captions on ustream.com>>>>>> You don't have a clue at all on how well I can deal with pain, including the burns I may get on me do you Sean? I don't scream because of being in pain, I scream because I embrace it and kick the living shit out of you for an example. If I was to get burnt Sean, I certainly will not go into a hospital or anything with the burns unit because I live with them forever so again, get you're facts right next time and there's a reason why Drake Green got me to pass out because I felt no pain and I didn't chase for a rematch because I had bigger things in my mind like capturing the tag team titles with Samuel.

But I had to put that on hold because of dealing with a scumbag that everyone feels he's a threat when I'm a lot more of a threat than you because you can't deal with pain. You haven't got any scars or pain all over you're body so what's burns got to add to the pain? Nothing, that's what and I love pain. It's OK Sean because we know how much you hate being hurt and how much you'd be a pussy when you'll be screaming for you're life. You know, this inferno balls I'm letting out with this flamethrower is more exactly like what will happen when you burn to pieces and I haven't gotten to talk about the trash title because the match is more important than that shit title.

Raab goes crazy with the flamethrower as he spreads it all around the dolls of Sean Jackson, melting to pieces to a point where they are falling off the crosses since the rope that he tied around burns very quickly as he has a huge smile on his face with the damage he's doing to the dolls as he's burned one hundred and fifty of them now, feeling more and more happy by the minute.

Lord Raab: “Ich glaube, ich bin derjenige, der ist gonna Spike du bist Kopf durch die Matte aus einem Spannschloss, um sich davon, dass so hoch, nicht in der Lage, Sie sind Hals, der schwach genug, um Sie in diesen Flammen zu werfen sein wird zu bewegen scheißen schauen Sie und die Vergewaltiger in der ganzen Welt in der Hölle schmoren. Hoffe, Sie haben eine Beerdigung Grabstein bereit für dich, weil du nicht gonna Spaziergang entfernt von dem Spiel, da Sie nicht ein richtiger Champion, der von der Verteidigung ihrer Band auf einer regelmäßigen Basis weg läuft, stehen. Ich habe immer meine Gewalt verteidigt Titel als ich hielt es für drei lange Monate, etwas, das Sie gerade getan haben, wenn Sie die SCW-Weltmeister war. Sie sind ein Glücksfall Meister und Sie auch nicht ein guter Ringer.

Ich weigere mich, Sie als eine Bedrohung zu sehen, weil Sie nicht mehr als ein Stück Scheiße sind und ich will dich wie ein wertloses wehrlosen Welpen sind Sie bluten, bellen, um Hilfe von Vanessa zu bekommen, um Sie von noch mehr weh zu stoppen, aber das ist, wo sie aufhört, weil Zerkleinern Sie sind Schädel mit meinem Ellbogen und Knien ist gonna meine Aufgabe sein, zusammen mit Zerschlagung Sie Rippen sind mit Teufels Kicks, um es zu, nicht in der Lage zu atmen seit Monaten, zusammen mit Ihnen in der Rückseite gesetzt werden ein Krankenhaus van, zeigt Ihnen, dass ich, Sie ist nicht das wahre Monster in dieser Gesellschaft."

>>>>>>Subtitle captions on ustream.com>>>>>> I think I'm the one that's gonna spike you're head through the mat from a turnbuckle to shit yourself from being up so high, not being able to move you're neck which will be weak enough to throw you into those flames to watch you and the rapists around the world rot in hell. Hope you have a funeral tombstone ready for yourself because you aren't gonna walk away from the match since you aren't a real champion who runs away from defending their belt on a regular bases. I always defended my Violence title when I held it for three long months, something you've barely done when you was the SCW World Champion. You are a fluke champion and you aren't a good wrestler either.

I refuse to view you as a threat because you are nothing more than a piece of shit and I will cause you to bleed like a worthless defenceless puppy you are, barking to get help from Vanessa to stop you from being hurt even more, but that's where it stops because crushing you're skull with my elbow and knees is gonna be my job, along with smashing you're ribs in with vicious kicks to it, being unable to breath for months, along with you being put in the back of a hospital van, showing you that I, not you is the true monster in this company.”

Raab presses the trigger as he now has burnt all the Sean Jackson dolls in the park, without being spotted for his actions since it's three in the morning as he crouches down to the floor with one of the burnt dolls on the floor as he picks it up and rips the arm off from it as he speaks for the last time about the match.

Lord Raab: “You're demise as the trash champion is over and I refuse to use that god forbidden word because it's a disgrace to call it with people accessing information on a computer and it will be what the world wants on me throwing you to dust of flames and having you're body covered with burns from the hands of me is a perfect ending to rapists all around the world because they do not belong in this world and should all be dead and you will be destroyed very viciously and brutally that you won't even be able to wrestle in SCW for a while since you are so worthless. You can't come up with attacking anybody I have because it's something you know I could handle quite easily.

That's where it's gonna cost you because I'm a much better wrestler than you and I'm more agile than you as well as I will either throw you're ass over the top rope or I will be squishing you're face to plant it right on the flames itself with each part of you're body rotting to the flames, making you squeal like a weak bitch you are. You really don't stand a chance of retaining the title from me and you'll be experiencing what a monster does on winning the match and holding the title above you're disgusting body, even having parts of you're body ripped from you're body, suffering with lots of broken bones. Sunday night in Canada at December to Dismember 3, you will prepare yourself to be Raabinated and burned to shreds straight to hell by The Masked German Monster as the new champion.”

Raab knew he's done as he finds the Vanessa doll and tore her legs and arms off with no problems along with the Sean doll he was at as he left them all over the grass as the flames went out on the grass a while ago as Raab walks away and he goes back into his apartment to get some sleep without Samuel who was doing some one to one training with the trainers back in Las Vegas for the day before coming back to the Supershow on Sunday morning.