The Prophet's House

[SimplePride]

Isaiah "The Prophet" Bowen smiled in satisfaction. Over the last couple of months, he had labored on this place, and he spent quite a bit of his own money to spruce this place up, at least enough to make it look like it wouldn't fall apart with one swift kick. The building crew had said that it was structurally sound, and those people were a lot smarter about those things than he was about that sort of thing. This church had been abandoned some time ago, and it still had an eerie quiet to it, which was exactly what he wanted. He had gotten approval for a match type, though that was the easy part. DeFranco really couldn't reject him, as he had approved some matches that were much more...creative than this one. This was to be his base of operations, and the home of the "Prophet's House" match. He even decided to add his own touch to the place: the "graves" that lay scattered over the courtyard were marked by those he had beaten in the past. There were seven in total, and there was plenty of room for more...

The "Prophet's House"